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Review: Light Tripper by Jo-Anne Tomlinson

About the book

In the 23rd century, bounty hunter, Sal Tripp is a girl with simple needs.

A decent replicated meal, a bullet-free head and keeping her ability to manipulate kinetic energy under wraps.

No easy task when your home is Morpheus, a sleazy band of planets populated by the scum of the outer systems or when your father is the infamous Morgan Tripp, a once proud pilot in the Planetary Alliance, now reduced to a drug addicted, has-been who owes credits to every gangster in the galaxy.

The upside? Light Tripper, their derelict ship. For Sal it is freedom and adventure, and when they get their hands on a new jump drive, it might even get them to Earth, which Sal has heard is beautiful and green.

That is until the day Light Tripper’s thrusters kick the bucket, delivering them right into the hands of the system’s most ruthless crime boss and crossing their path with a hardened soldier who knows far more about Sal and Morgan than he should. Then they find themselves face-to-face with the Planetary Alliance, who may not be the humble saviours the galaxy takes them for.

It’s up to Sal to clean up Morgan’s mess one more time and not get herself killed in the process. But with her powers evolving and the truths of her past threatening to undo her future, just who can Sal trust in a system where it’s every scumbag for themselves?

My thoughts:

What a fun space opera packed with explosions, fight sequences, space ships and time travel! Sal has secrets. So does everyone around her it seems. If you love a good fun sci fi then this one is the one to kick back and enjoy.

Rogues are a dime a dozen, but Sal is one of a kind. There is a war on only most of the universe doesn’t know it. When a mysterious stranger shows up first to save her life then to drag her further into the mire Sal – a cocky, young bounty hunter with nerves of steel and heaps of attitude (and a very cool weapon) – must decide whose side she is really on. Her own or the galaxy’s. Morgan… her drugged up space dad and Captain can’t be entirely trusted, neither can the gangsters or the locals. So who can she trust? Her fellow rogues, her dad, her ship or the dude that just keeps showing up?

Such a great tale. I very much enjoyed it.

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Unanswered questions (Friday Fictioneers)

PHOTO PROMPT © Valerie J. Barrett

This scene was exactly like all the others. Blood soaked, splatter everywhere, body print on the floor, but no body.

Except for one detail.

I knew what coated the spoon… and it wasn’t flour.

“Different.”

“Yup.” And I wasn’t happy about it.

“Change of plan?”

“Something changed. Fought back most likely.” I stepped around the kitchen, my hands clasped behind me so as not to contaminate anything. My partner wandered off, interest lost with no evidence to bag.

Where did the bodies go? What did he kill them with? These were questions I had no answers to. “Pixie dust.”

Why?

This is a Friday Fictioneers prompt

Word Count: 100

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Review: Daddy’s Little Wordlings by Linh Nguyen-Ng

Daddy’s Little Wordlings by Linh Nguyen-Ng

About the Book:

DADDY’S LITTLE WORDLINGS is a vignette picture book for Daddy.

What would make a father happy? To have his children dedicate a book to him would mean the world to him.

Little words cradle big meanings. The Little Wordlings have important things to say. Join them as they use their simple words to show Daddy just how much he is loved. Every page is filled with soft watercolor art and adorable digital illustrations by the author, Linh Nguyen-Ng. As a writer and artist, Nguyen-Ng combines a creative blend of her words with her own illustrations.

DADDY’S LITTLE WORDLINGS is the perfect book to show every father or father figure just how much he is appreciated and the effects he had on his children’s lives. No one is more adored than the first person who shows you how to kick a ball, read a book, or fix your broken toy. There is no one like Daddy. This book is a great gift for all expectant, new and experienced fathers. It’s also a cute book that will surely make all the grandfathers’ hearts grin as fatherhood is passed down to another generation.

Any father who receives this book from their children is the luckiest person in the world.

My Review:

Just buy it now.

I’m not kidding. This is book two of this glorious series and continue’s Linh’s wordlings story. The images are beautifully drawn and the messages tug at the heart strings. Would make a terrific gift for Father’s day, birthdays, Christmas or a “just because”. Get it now! A fabulous book two. (And if you don’t already have it, get book one Mommy’s Little Wordlings.

Little messages of love are captured in every image. Heartfelt messages from children to the daddy figures in their lives. I love these books.

My review of Book one – Mommy’s little wordlings

Be careful what you wish for (Friday Fictioneers)

PHOTO PROMPT © Ceayr

T’is an old rooming house. My abode is up the stairs out the back. T’is here I took my “clients.”

Yes.

“Clients”

I can’t tell you more than that. Unless… would you like to come up? I take only gold. And you must be committed to the cause.

You will?

Excellent. Let us take a drink with us. Indeed, it is crystal. What would you prefe,r the green or the red? Ahhhh. The green. Good choice. Shall we head up? I look forward to learning your request. T’is favors I grant, for those I like.

What do you desire, friend?

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Word Count: 100

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Watch the sky (Friday Fictioneers)

PHOTO PROMPT © Susan Eames

It occurred in the middle of a bright sunny day. Tourists and locals were gathered on the beach, enjoying the holiday – swimming, surfing, sunbaking. The streaks of white in the sky initially entertained rather than alarmed. Then the screams started.

Screams in the sky and from those watching as ship after alien ship spiralled into the sea. Earth aircraft swooped and fired, flashes of light from weapons flared above their heads. Fast and furious and then… silence.

Those remaining on the beach lifted their heads. There was no telling who won the battle. All they could do was wait.

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Word count: 100

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Blending in (Friday Fictioneers)

PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

These humans are strange.

Painfully loud rituals are conducted over sweet edibles and bright colourful decorations. Screaming is apparently a way of communicating. And wide mouthed barking occurs at foolish behaviour.

I stand awkwardly in my human skin and attempt to blend in.

“Are you having fun?”

It is speaking to me. The little one they are celebrating. “Uh.”

“Come and join in. You look sad over here alone.” It takes my hand and drags me toward the noise.

A mask is placed over my eyes and I am turned until I am discombobulated and pushed forward.

“Pin the tail!”

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Word count: 100

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The hunted (Friday Fictioneers)


PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

The schools were empty.

The leisure centres, the pools, the playgrounds.

When the exodus occurred it was a frantic, fear fuelled race to be first, to get out, to be safe.

Those that were left, well, they were righteous in their certainty. They would be safe. No one would hurt them. They were good.

Death didn’t discriminate. He took the righteous. He took the believers. He took anyone left behind. And with tug to his steed’s reins that brought forth a mighty cry, he turned his fire breathing beast, leading the hunt for the escaped.

For death does not discriminate.

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Why won’t you just listen to me? (Friday Fictioneers)


PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays

Just dirt.

Dust and soil and scraggly, barely there bushes and grass. Everything dry and dead or dying.

Three days since the crash.

Three days of heat and desert and sand.

Three days of unquenchable thirst.

Three days of dying without knowing you are already dead.

“How are you doing, love?”

“Oh, I’m fine, George. I’m dandy. Just walking here beside you, regretting ever meeting and marrying you. You should have let me ask for directions, George.”

“Looks like water up there, Marion.” George points with a bleeding finger. “See I told you we’d survive this.”

“It’s a mirage, George.”

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Review: Mommy’s Little Wordlings by Linh Nguyen-Ng

About the Book:

MOMMY’S LITTLE WORDLINGS is a vignette picture book for Mommy.

What would make a mother happy? To have her children dedicate a book to her would mean the world to her.

Little words hold big meanings. The Little Wordlings are children with big things to say.

Join them as they use their simple words to show Mommy just how much she is loved. Every page is filled with soft watercolor art and adorable digital illustrations by the author, Linh Nguyen-Ng. As a writer and artist, Nguyen-Ng combines a creative blend of her words with her own illustrations.

MOMMY’S LITTLE WORDLINGS is the perfect book to show every mother or mother figure just how much she is appreciated and the effects she had on her children’s lives. No one is more adored than the first person who gives you life and makes you smile. There is no one like Mommy. This book is great gift for all expectant, new and experienced mothers. It’s also a cute book that will surely make all the grandmothers’ hearts blossom like a bouquet of flowers as motherhood is passed down to another generation.

Any mother who receives this book from their children is the luckiest person in the world.

My thoughts:

I LOVE this picture book. It’s simply Gorgeous. From the artwork to the story. You HAVE to get this for you kids or your moms or anyone really. It’s simply lovely. Sweet messages and just a charming read. Get it now!

Look at those pictures! don’t ya love em? I know I do.

Review: Middlegame by Seanan McGuire

Middlegame by Seanan McGuire

About the Book:

Meet Roger. Skilled with words, languages come easily to him. He instinctively understands how the world works through the power of story.

Meet Dodger, his twin. Numbers are her world, her obsession, her everything. All she understands, she does so through the power of math.

Roger and Dodger aren’t exactly human, though they don’t realise it. They aren’t exactly gods, either. Not entirely. Not yet.

Meet Reed, skilled in the alchemical arts like his progenitor before him. Reed created Dodger and her brother. He’s not their father. Not quite. But he has a plan: to raise the twins to the highest power, to ascend with them and claim their authority as his own.

Godhood is attainable. Pray it isn’t attained.

My thoughts:

Whoa. This is a complex novel full of giant themes. What is reality and what is fantasy? What is magic and what is science? Are they one and the same? What is the purpose of existence. This story is told with a deft hand and is told remarkably well. Science fiction or science fantasy? Time travel on purpose to rewrite history? You need to keep your wits about you to focus on the threads. Twins with a deeper connection than birth can provide… meet and forget time and again. Two parts of one whole. And a whole lot of trouble.

It is a story that is thought provoking, complicated and fascinating. It is deeply disturbing and bloody and scary as hell. A great read. It put me in mind of Jekyll and Hyde, and of Dr Frankenstein.

If both sides of the coin are Frankenstein’s monster… What if the Doctor who created them is Hyde and not Jekyll?

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