Friday, July 18, 2014

MY ENEMY'S TEARS by Karen Vorbeck Willims

   


Dear Gentle Readers,
This morning I have a very unusual book for your consideration.  This is the story of the Witch of Northampton, but it is based on the true life person, Mary Bliss Parsons.  If you are looking for something different, this is it.

BOOK DESCRIPTION
My Enemy’s Tears: 
The Witch of Northampton by Karen Vorbeck Williams

It all started at her grandmother's knee. Karen Vorbeck Williams grew up hearing stories about her ancestor Mary Bliss Parsons who was accused of witchcraft in 17th century New England. She lived in the first settlement at Northampton, Massachusetts and was indicted, imprisoned, and stood trial for witchcraft in 1675, 17 years before the Salem witch trials. The intelligent, beautiful and observant Mary grew up in the harsh environment of Puritan New England. Throughout her life, from sleepwalking child to serving girl to wealthy wife, Mary was confronted with her neighbor’s jealousies and superstitions. She was accused more than once of witchcraft. The story follows Mary and her enemy, Sarah Lyman Bridgeman, from childhood all the way to Mary's imprisonment and trial in Boston.
Book website: www.myenemystears.com
Author’s personal website: www.karenvorbeckwilliams.com

Have a great day.  Go read a book.
Hugs,
Carol

Thursday, July 17, 2014

ITALIAN SUMMER by Maria Grazia Swan





Book Description:
When they say, “you can’t go home again,” they’re talking about Mina Calvi, twenty-something Italian transplant to California. Still, nursing a broken heart, desperate to discover her place in the world, Mina arrives in the town of her birth in Veneto, Italy. In the decade she’s been gone, the village nestled at the foot of the Dolomites has changed much, yet remained oddly the same. Friends have moved on, family members passed away. Mina feels even more alone in her motherland than in America, and there seem to be too many bizarre deaths for such a tiny, serene village. Then a fresh chance at true love and a welcome bonding with a dear new friend give her hope. But the deadly secrets moldering in the centuries-old cemetery could rip it all from her and leave Mina emptier than before. Will she find herself or lose her heart again? Can Mina survive her Italian Summer?                


Review:
5.0 out of 5 stars A Charming and Suspenseful ReadJune 29, 2014
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This review is from: Italian Summer (Mina's Adventures Book 3) (Kindle Edition)

Italian Summer is a charming story of a woman returning to her native country for a quiet, introspective vacation, still mourning for her deceased lover. Bringing flowers to her grandmother's grave sparks a series of seemingly unconnected events into a tight, suspenseful tale of crimes and coverups. Beautiful Italy! Great characters! Romance! What else could you want? I highly recommend Italian Summer to anyone looking for a charming, suspenseful, quick read.


Link to Amazon.com:
http://www.amazon.com/Italian-Summer-Minas-Adventures-Book-ebook/dp/B00GF59EKG/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1405389452&sr=1-1&keywords=Maria+Grazia+Swan

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

The Work of M.C. Escher












































I was fortunate to attend an M.C. Escher Exhibit a few years back at the Akron Art Museum, (One South High St., Akron, OH) and thoroughly enjoyed it. The exhibit was fascinating in an artistic/mathematical mixed-up ball of perception, perspective, and shading.  Having loved his work since my college days, I was totally unaware they weren’t drawings, but intricate woodcuts. I decided I needed to do a little research on the man behind the tessellations.





Maurits Cornelis Escher was born in Leeuwarden, Friesland in the Netherlands on June 17, 1898.  He was the youngest child of a prominent civil engineer, George Escher, and his second wife, Sara.  As a child, M.C. was sickly and had a chronic skin infection.  He failed second grade and was put in a special school.  He did not do well in this new school, but liked to play the piano. His father wanted him to follow in his engineering footsteps, and although M.C. tried, he much preferred and was more suited to the graphic arts.




                                                             

In 1922, making a living as a graphic artist, he traveled through Italy and Spain and was captivated by the intricate, detailed Mediterranean designs based on geometrical symmetries with interlocking repetitive patterns. While in Italy, M.C. met Jetta Umiker, and they were married in 1924.  They lived in Rome and had three sons. In 1935, M.C. found the political climate under Mussolini to be stiflingly oppressive, so he moved his family to Switzerland, then to Brussels, and then the Netherlands, but M.C. always said he missed beautiful Italy.


The cold, rainy weather allowed M.C. to stay inside and work on his art. He is especially known for his mathematically inspired woodcuts, lithographs,  and mezzotints. for someone who did so poorly in school and had no formal mathematical training, M.C. was a technical virtuoso in the field of optical illusions.  He was awarded the Knighthood of the Order of the Orange Nassau in 1955.  M.C. passed away on March 27, 1972 in a retirement home for artists.  He was 73.


All information and photos are from:
www.mcescher.com - Official website
Wikipedia
Google Search 

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

DARKNESS AND DRAGONS by Scott A. Borgman



Dear Gentle Readers,
Some of you may remember Scott Borgman from an author interview I did on May 9th of this year (It's in the archives below if you want to reread it or if you missed it.) Well, this sweet and talented gentleman has a new book coming out TODAY and he was gracious enough to share it with our Vision and Verse Readers.

Book Description: 
The world of Tal’Avern is in turmoil.  In the northern part of the Province, open rebellion has raged for more than two years against Queen Salia, ever since she assumed the throne.  To the west, in the lands of Mar’Druk, the dwarves stay isolated within their mountain cities, wanting nothing to do with the problems that plague their once-close allies.  And to the south, in the hot and desolate lands known as the Ashlands, something stirs and looks to the north with desires of war and conquest.

When the threat of war looming in the Ashlands is discovered by an unlikely pair, questions arise.  Answers are sought.  And dragons, creatures of myth that are rumored to have existed a thousand years before, take to the skies once more.

Old friends will reunite, and new companions will join their cause as a harsh winter sets in.  Time is growing short.  When spring arrives, the Second Great War is certain to begin.  The dwarves will need allies if they hope to survive, Salia faces threats on two sides, and even the shadow realm falls under attack.

A darkness is coming, and with it - dragons.






This is the link to Scott's website, where he has excerpts from DARKNESS AND DRAGONS, and also explains how he is planning to help his local library through his book sales.  Check it out!

Monday, July 14, 2014

BENTLEY SQUARE by Carol Ann Kauffman


Good Morning, Gentle Readers!
This morning I am sharing one of my own little gems.  BENTLEY SQUARE is part of the Time After Time series, but the books do not need to be read in any order. The premise of the series is a pair of reincarnated lovers keep finding each other in different times, places, ages, and circumstances. The theme is "Everything changes. Only love remains the same."
Have a super day!
Hugs,
Carol


Book Description:

Strangers meet on the train. She, a beautiful, wealthy businesswoman. He, a down on his luck office manager. They have nothing in common. And yet, they are drawn to each other with an undeniable hypnotic magnetism. This is the story of Rebecca Robbins, daughter of one of the wealthiest men in the country and Mark Ramsay, a down-on-his-luck ad agency office manager, a man shrouded in dark mystery and hiding in the shadows from death squads and international intrigue.



Excerpt:


Wednesday night Jon was waiting outside Bentley Square at eight o’clock.  He opened the car door for her.
“Okay, my dear, where would you like to have dinner?  The Yacht Club?  The Bostonian?  The Long Island Steak House?  Or the little Italian restaurant we went to for our first date?  What’s it called?”
“Bella Luna.  Yes!”
“Phew!  Good.  I only made reservations at those four restaurants.  The Bella Luna, it is,” he said.  They were there in minutes.  A valet parked the car.
“Reservation for Jonathan Benson.”
“Right this way, Mr. Benson.”  They sat at one of the tables by the window.
“Thank you for the beautiful flowers, Jonathan.  Pink sweetheart roses are my favorite.”
“So I heard.  But I really think you’re more of the tiger lily type.”  She chose to ignore the tiger reference, and stick to the lilies.
“Lilies are nice, but their fragrance is a little too strong for me.  I also love those little pale blue wildflowers that only bloom in the springtime in wet areas, bluettes I think they’re called, just four petals, yellow throat, and a blue that’s almost lavender.  They’re a mossy, grassy plant.  Tiny.  I just love those.  But you can’t buy them in a flower shop.  You have to go out for a walk in the field or the park in mid May after a rain and take your chances.  They only bloom for about two weeks a year, unless they have an unhappy encounter with a lawn mower.  That doesn’t kill the plant, but it lops off all their beautiful little flower heads.  My mother and I used to go to the park and pick them when I was a little girl.  They’re sweet, simple, and unaware of their beauty.  They’re happy little flowers.”
“You can thank me right here,” he pointed to his cheek, not listening to a word she said.  She leaned in and gave him a little peck on the cheek.  Jon grabbed her hand and kissed it and moved in to kiss her just as she turned, so he ended up kissing her cheek, lingering softly for a moment.  He held on to her hand.
“Becca, I’m sorry I had to subject you to my horrible father.  He was disgusting.  I promise I’ll keep him away from you as much as I can.”
“Thank you,” she nodded.           


Mark watched from across the street.  He leaned back against the building.  He told himself he was happy she was in a relationship.  He didn’t want her to be alone.  He told himself that handsome, rich guy, Benson, was good for her.  But why did she have to KISS him?  Why did it feel so horrible to witness it?  Why did this hurt so much?  He remembered the way she held on to his hand, like she didn’t want to let him go, the way she looked at him like she was seeing into his very soul, the way she smiled at him and made him blush, the way she stared at his lower lip.  Oh, Mark, you dumb shit, what did you think was going to happen?  One magical, electrifying touch.  One wonderful chance meeting at the diner.   And then what?  Skipping through fields of beautiful wildflowers in the sunshine, under the bluest sky, hand in hand with her in a fever of happiness forever?  He sighed.  Go home, Mark, and get a grip, he said to himself, you’ve always known happy endings aren’t for you.  Mark went home. 

Link:


Review:
Amazon.com 5 star review C. R
"I think this was a great choice of book. It has real romance, not erotic romance novel type, and mystery and intrigue. It was well written and enjoyable. I passed time easily enjoying this book, and appreciating the fresh voice of an author who isn't drawn to sex filled romance, and overly hyped hunky heroes. This book has the elements of a good story, and something that sticks with you even after you close the book! Great choice! :)