It’s been a crazy day. TC’s having some tests in hospital and the admittance took hours and hours (okay five hours but my goodness!). And then, there is work …

On a much happier and more interesting note, here is my review for book 3, A Peril in the Vines, of Teagan Geneviene’s fantastic A Medium’s Peril series.

Teagan also has a fabulous blog where she shares lots of writing and digital art creativity. You can find her latest post here: https://teagansbooks.com/2025/05/23/dance-of-discord-6-a-cipher-double-poets-tdwc-writing-challenge/

What Amazon says

1920s psychic medium, Daphne Moultrie and her friends Clover and Phineas visit a small Louisiana town where they encounter strange events that center on an Armenian refugee girl. Psychic visions, ancient mystical forces, and Romani myths collide with the lust for power as the friends try to avert catastrophe.
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Teagan Ríordáin Geneviene’s 1920s paranormal series, A Medium’s Peril continues with the novella, A Peril in the Vines. In the quaint village of Joumou Hills, not too far from New Orleans, Daphne, Clover, and Phineas encounter a chilling mystery. There, Daphne believes she will also find the answer to a gruesome vision she had in New Orleans. At a lavish party, a historian describes a massacre that matches her vision. Did a young girl cause such devastation? At their cottage, vines move of their own accord. A handsome but intense doctor may be up to no good. Does evil lurk in darkness? Does it come as a shining light? Or is it hidden in the vines?

My review

This book can be read on a standalone basis with few references to the previous book in the series except for the fact that Daphne and her friends are visiting an annual pumpkin festival held in a small town in Louisiana as part of their recovery from their previous adventure in book 2.

This story kicks off quickly a prologue set in December, 1914 that introduces a new character called Lousaper. This young girl witnesses the deaths of both her gypsy parents by strange, gun bearing men.

The book then moves to the present day where Daphne is having an awful nightmare vision that involves creeping vines and pumpkins that turn into fearsome Jack-o-lanterns. This nightmare appears to set off a series of seemingly random mentions of pumpkins that culminates in the foursome travelling to Louisiana to attend the annual pumpkin festival. When the group arrive at their booked accommodation, Daphne discovered that the guest house had once hosted a group of refugees during the Armenian genocide. As more information about the refugees gradually unfolds, the link between Lousaper, the pumpkins, and Daphne’s nightmare vision becomes apparent, leading to some interesting and frightening events.

Daphne is always an interesting character, and I enjoy her sharp mind and keen eye for details. She is the perfect heroine for a supernatural adventure. The character of Clover, a favourite of mine, continues to grow and develop as she learns to overcome her anxiety and self-depreciation. In this story, Clover comes more to the forefront and undertakes some investigatory actions of her own. I enjoyed the details about the world of mystics that were explored during this part of the story.

This is a fast paced and entertaining story with lots of imagination interwoven with well researched historical and mythical information.

Purchase A Peril in the Vines from Amazon US here: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0DS4G7RSD

These are the Universal Purchase Links

A Peril in the Vines

e-book:  relinks.me/B0DS4G7RSD

Paperback:  relinks.me/B0DS69GJDV

A Medium’s Peril full series link: relinks.me/B0CG2SXX24

You can find all of Teagan’s entertaining books under her Amazon Author Profile here: https://www.amazon.com/stores/Teagan-Riordain-Geneviene/author/B00HHDXHVM

Esther Chilton’s writing challenge for this week is Treasure. You can join in here: https://estherchilton.co.uk/2025/05/21/writing-prompts-66/

One Man’s Treasure

When I was a girl of eight years old and my sister, Cath, was five years old, we moved into a new house in a suburb in Cape Town. The house was newly built, so it had no garden whatsoever. My father, a landscaper, took on the project of creating a garden and building a swimming pool in his spare time. To this end, he had a huge pile of sand delivered which was dumped unceremoniously in the front yard. I was thrilled with this sand pile and quickly learned that if I soaked the sand with the hosepipe, I could create castles, houses, tunnels and all sorts of other buildings from wet sand.

My parents befriended the family next door, and this led to my mother inviting them to our house one evening for a braai. A braai is a traditional outdoor meat cooking method in South Africa which makes use of an open wood or charcoal fire and seasoning. South African men all have their own ‘secret’ seasoning and take great pride in producing it at braais to stun all the guests with their culinary expertise. My dad was no exception, and he had a large glass jar of his special recipe, much treasured yellow braai meat seasoning. To me, castle constructor extraordinaire, that yellow powder was gun powder. And so, I borrowed the jar after my father had finished using the seasoning.

That evening, I led my sister and the two neighbouring children in a huge war construction project. Each child had their own castle with a walled moat, a drawbridge, towers, and a dungeon. Each castle also had gunpowder deposits. Large ones, with big staches of yellow gun powder.

My dad didn’t notice the missing jar until the following morning. The lidless and empty jar caught his eye when he was meticulously cleaning his braai. He was livid and demanded to know what I had done with the contents. I did manage to find most of the gun powder deposits in the sand pile. Sadly, however, the gun powder had mixed with the sand and was rendered quite inedible.

one man’s seasoning

is another’s gun powder

imagination

has the power to transform

simple into amazing

Botanical Art Exhibition

On Saturday, I took Michael and his friend to a Botanical Art Exhibition. The art works were watercolours of mainly local flora and were amazingly detailed. It was quite different from the style of watercolours I am learning at the monthly workshops I attend.

The following three photographs are of my favourite art works in the exhibition:

Today, I have a treat for you. A guest post by C.S. Boyack about his new The Hat book, Rune for the Roses. I love The Hat with its dark humour and fascinating and original creatures, so I’m delighted there is a new book in this series.

Thanks for the invitation to talk to your fans, Robbie. I’m thrilled to tell everyone about Run for the Roses. This is book number eight in my ongoing Hat Series.

This series needs a bit of explaining in that I have specific goals here. I want each story to stand alone. This goal involves anyone being able to pick up a volume without prerequisite reading so they can understand it. If Roses happens to be your first book you should not feel lost.

I want them all to be short novels. I believe there is a void in books that can be read and enjoyed in a single afternoon. Now that the series has some length to it, if someone is inclined they can binge the whole thing if they have that mindset.

These are supposed to be campy, hopefully with sprinkles of humor throughout. Think more like Buffy, Ash Williams, and Bondsman than Exorcist or Elm Street. If this is your style, this could be the series for you.

The premise is that Lizzie and the hat are monster hunters. While remaining independent they have a close affiliation with the Eastern witch’s coven. This time there is a renegade witch who is torturing race horses to manipulate the parimutuel betting odds.

Enter Detlef Klein, the original headless horseman. Turns out he is a horse lover. (Who knew?) Detlef provides the call to action for Lizzie and the hat to stop all this nonsense before Detlef takes matters into his own gauntlets.

Blurb

The Headless Horseman has mellowed over the centuries, somewhat. Who knew that he is a horse lover, and needs Lizzie’s help. An unaffiliated witch is torturing race horses in an effort to skew the parimutuel betting odds.

Can Lizzie and the hat find this renegade witch before one of these beautiful animals gets hurt? Can they do it before Detlef, The Horseman, takes things into his own hands and violates the terms of his magical parole.

It seems like everyone is standing in their way this time, including a team of YouTube ghost hunters and members of the coven itself.

Saddle up for this supernatural ride through the world of Lizzie and the hat.

Purchase Link: https://mybook.to/RunfortheRoses

Series Purchase Link: https://mybook.to/TheHatSeries

My review of Goodbye Old Paint (book 7)

Goodbye Old Paint is another fabulous romp through the fantasy world of Lizzie and the Hat. Following a devastating flood that damaged many of the businesses in town, Lizzie is very hard up for money. There is just no work around. Lizzie has living expenses to pay and a student loan hanging in the background. The situation is quite desperate so when a couple of government agents appear, who know her recent history as a monster hunter and promise the forgiveness of her debt if she helps them, Lizzie has no option but to take the bait.

Enter the gremlins. I love gremlins. Somehow these horrid little creatures with their big teeth and ability to eat anything have always been my favourite fantasy creature so I was delighted to see them make an appearance. They didn’t let me down, they were just as destructive and horrible as I remembered from the movie entitled Gremlins.

Several characters from the previous six books make an appearance in this one and I was delighted to see Dash and a few witches pop up in helpful rolls. Poor Lizzie, as always, must face some uncomfortable obstacles on her adventure, but she has great friends and the Hat by her side.

The Hat is a glorious feat of imagination and I love that it can transform into a ‘fool’s cap’ and use the points to work a mobile phone. This always delights me.

A marvellous and fun fantasy adventure that will bring some brightness to your day.

Purchase Goodbye Old Paint from Amazon US here: https://www.amazon.com/Goodbye-Old-Paint-Hat-Book-ebook/dp/B0CJ7B84TW

Hi everyone! Today, I have invited Dan Antion and Willow Willers, co-authors of Poetic Justice, A Rascall Todd Mystery with Brody Thompson, to Roberta Writes to talk about some of the fascinating characters populating this book, including the Poet, Trevor, Brody, Rascal, and Bonkers the cat, he’s very popular, or anyone else you would like.

And on to the interview…

Robbie Question: Tell me guys … Apart from Rascal, Terry, and Bonkers the cat how many of the cast of your previous books are present in this book?

Dan Answer: The regular characters from the newspaper are also in this story, particularly Bernie (the Editor) and Kevin Gowerly (the photographer).

Robbie Question: Dan, who are the new characters and are they likely to still be around if another book comes out?

Dan Answer: The two significant new characters are Trevor Barcroft, the murdered man’s son, and Brody Thompson. Brody is a retired police officer from Rochester, New York. After retiring, he began writing true crime dramas and mysteries. Trevor asks him to help solve his father’s murder. Trevor’s mother is also an interesting character.It’s possible that Brody will appear in a future novel. I like working with him.‌

Robbie Question: Willow, you are new to writing in this series. What do you think of the characters in Dan’s books?

Willow Answer: Robbie, having read all the books including Knuckleheads and the three other books in that series, as well as the previous two books in the Rascal Todd series. I really love the characters and where they live! Writing characters/ people is definitely Dan’s forté. He really brings them all to life and you soon find yourself regarding them as old friends. Did you know there is one character, an FBI agent, Thomas Slocum who has been in the books from the get-go?

Robbie: Question: Willow, do you have a favourite character in Poetic Justice?

Willow Answer: Apart from Bonkers, the cat, I have to say Brody is definitely up there. He’s a dogged and seasoned investigator and he certainly has a great sense of humour. Here is a little snippet that I really like:

“Brody at the hotel in Pittsburgh.

He walked what he considered to be half a mile past an equipment dealer and a trucking terminal before returning to the hotel. It was early enough that he still needed his room key to open the lobby doors. “You’re up early today, Mr. Thompson. ”Brody smiled at the regular morning clerk.  “I wanted to get some exercise. “The gym is open twenty-four-seven. “I don’t want to go overboard.””

Oh! And boy does he like coffee.

Arlene too, she’s a really cool character. …she is a real eye opener.

Robbie Question: Dan, do you have any favourite characters and how do they present to you?

Dan Answer: I like Brody Thompson. I expected him to be a minor character, but I came to like working with him and decided that he should be the lead detective. I also like Bernie Bouchard. He’s been around for three books, now, and he helps me navigate some difficult subjects.‌

Robbie Question: What made you want your informant, for want of a better word, to be a poet? That’s a very novel idea, so why?

Dan Answer: The first poem is a funeral card that Brody discovers at Wilson Barcroft’s grave. Initially, that was going to be an ‘in-your-face’ moment. Wilson’s son, Trevor, didn’t want to go to the grave so finding a clue was important. When Willow sent me the prayer card, I knew that poetry, and the Poet, were going to be important. My plans for the book changed at that point.‌

Robbie Question: Willow, how did you find the Poet’s voice? Was it hard to get clues across in poetry that would sit well in a prose book?

Willow Answer: After I received Dan’s request to write a few poems for him, I read the background and what was written of the story so far. I wrote what I thought Dan needed. As I was reading it back, believe it or not, I heard a voice in my head saying, “that’s not quite what I want to say.” I listened, and thought, and re-wrote the poems. I liked them, they made sense. I think Dan liked them too. After that, either I became the Poet, or he just spoke to me.

About Poetic Justic

Trevor Barcroft is convinced that mystery/true crime author Brody Thompson wrote the scene in which Trevor’s father Wilson Barcroft was murdered. What should be a simple answer to this five-yer-old crime is one that neither the police nor the FBI want to uncover; and one Bernie Bouchard doesn’t want his young investigative reporter, Rascal Todd, digging into. Warned to stay away from the investigation.. Brody and Trevor begin a dangerous quest, led by the musings of a mysterious poet who has been hiding in plain sight for decades. What does the Poet know that keeps him in hiding? What did Wilson Barcroft know that got him killed? Why can’t Brody walk away from a meaningless and dangerous pursuit?

About Dan Antion

Dan is retired from a 42-year-long career in systems development and other technology and began writing his first book the next day. He’s married, the father of one child, and although there are no pets around today, he and his wife have had four Irish Setters and a handful of Tuxedo cats over time. Dan is the author of the Dreamer’s Alliance Series and the Rascal Todd Mysteries. When Dan isn’t writing, you might find him in his woodshop, working around the house, or walking around with a camera. He also might be having a beer with friends and some of those encounters have inspired the fictional bar stories on his popular blog — Https://noFacilities.com.

Find Dan Antion

Author page: http://relinks.me/DanielAntion

Blog: Https://noFacilities.com

Bluesky: https://bsky.app/profile/did:plc:ptjdluuxckfau3dnaihh2sn5

Twitter: https://twitter.com/

DAntionYouTube:  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCNHXESp0LosdxjU-7elOu3g

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/danantion

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/dantion/

About Willow Willers

London born Willow Willers is retired and lives in Berkshire, Southern England. Along with her husband and a steady stream of foster dogs mainly Guide Dogs for the Blind. Willow is mother to three sons all grown and flown and two fast growing grandsons.Writing, poetry and prose have always been her passion in fact she wrote her first pieces before she was eight. After two life changing accidents Willow started writing in earnest and has found it a life saver. You can find willow at willowdot21.wordpress.com

Find Willow Willers

Author page: https://www.amazon.com/stores/Willow-Willers/author/B0DZD1TNZX

Facebook page.https://www.facebook.com/share/16AwsHVCqk/

Blog at wordpress.https://willowdot21.wordpress.com

This week’s d’Verse Quadrille is to write a 44 word using the word quiet. You can join in here: https://dversepoets.com/2025/05/19/quadrille-224-walk-quietly-in-my-dreams/

Esther Chilton’s writing challenge is to write a piece about water. You can join in Esther’s challenge here: https://estherchilton.co.uk/2025/05/14/writing-prompts-65/

I have combined these two challenges into my 44-word poem, Mist.

Mist

tiny water droplets

suspended in clouds

above the golden veld

gently embrace

the wild hibiscus

shimmer in rows

along strands of web

the bush is quiet

animals all hiding

deep within thickets

the only sound

splashing of wheels

as the vehicle

squelches through mud

Thank you to editor, Nolcha Fox, for publishing my quirky poem, Sandy bums on Chewers by Masticadores.

“Sandy bums” a Quirky Response Poem by Robbie Cheadle

Two more poems for Dan’s Thursday Doors writing challenge which you can join in here: https://nofacilities.com/thursday-doors-writing-challenge-2025/

Floating (shadorma)

ideas float

finding nothing to

adhere to

candy floss

thoughts, discombobulated

and quite meaningless

White door

“You want to keep the door white?”

“Absolutely, it’s so pristine and clean”

“I have to rethink this marriage –

I don’t want to spend my life with someone

who wants a white painted door”

“I don’t understand – what’s wrong with a white door?”

“It’s clinical, sterile, and it just looks wrong.”

“Okay, well, what colour door would you like?”

“Buttercup yellow with a blue postbox.”

“You’re right, we need to rethink this marriage.”

Tsukiji Hogan-ji Temple in Tokyo

Dora gave the poetry challenge ” Use within your poem a familiar word(s) or phrase(s) from a language other than English, transliterated if using a non-Roman alphabet, which you feel expresses a distinctively peculiar thought or emotion.”

You can read other contributions here: https://dversepoets.com/2025/05/13/poetics-i-have-no-word-in-english-for/

I chose the word Ubantu.

Ubuntu is a term from the Nguni Bantu languages of Southern Africa, which encompasses a philosophy emphasizing the interconnectedness of individuals within their communities and the broader world. The word “Ubuntu” is often translated as “I am because we are” or “humanity towards others”.

Ubantu

I am because you are

communal existence is vital

to our collective survival

I am interconnected

to my surroundings

and to all humanity

By showing kindness to others

I make the world more welcoming

My environmental choices

ensure a better future for us all

and gives a voice to the voiceless

through proactivity in political and social matters

I help resolve injustices peacefully

Helping others is important to me

whether through donations or time

it all helps make my society better

Most importantly

by thinking before I act

I am a positive contributor to this planet

South Africa is a melting pot of interesting and vivid cultures.

This is my video of traditional Zulu dancing on New Year’s Eve:

My reading of a traditional Zulu story:

In this video you can hear the undulating call of the women:

Esther Chilton’s writing challenge this week is special place. I know this wasn’t what she had in mind, but this is what came. You can join in here: https://estherchilton.co.uk/2025/05/07/writing-prompts-64/

Special Place

There’s a special place in my heart

I keep just for you

My youngest, my sunshine boy

The one I kept alive

Through determination and willpower

Every word you say

Every action you take

I wrap in fine tissue

And store in my special place

Where they will be with me always

My treasure trove of memories

Little one,

You are my greatest achievement

This is my eighth poem for Dan Antion’s Thursday Doors Writing Challenge which you can participate in here: https://nofacilities.com/thursday-doors-writing-challenge-2025/

Blocky Mindset

“Your style is blocky,” my art teacher said

I was offended by this remark

A misunderstanding; on reflection

He is actually quite right

My art style is blocky

To match how I conduct my life

I paint in small sections of colour

Mapped out in advance

According to my plan: I’ll do this bit today

I don’t jump about like other artists

Each piece is created separately

And is self-contained and complete

Just like everything else in my life

If you are interested in my creation process for my painting: Lion Amid Flowers, you can see my post on my art blog here: https://www.robbiecheadle.co.za/lion-amid-flowers-painting-process-acrylicpainting-art/

Pilanesberg Volcanic crater

The Pilanesberg mountain is an ancient volcanic structure, circular in shape, that rises from flat surrounding plains. It is formed by three concentric ridges or rings of hills, of which the outermost has a diameter of about 24 km.

According to https://pilanesberg-game-reserve.co.za/about_pilanesberg/:

“The crater of a long extinct volcano, where Pilanesberg is set, is a fascinating alkaline complex produced by volcanic eruptions some 1300 million years ago. It is one of the largest volcanic complexes of its kind in the world. Its rare rock types and structure make it a unique geological feature.”

It was very cold the morning we stopped at the viewing point for the Pilanesberg volcanic crater lake for tea.

This is my Youtube video of the mountain volcanic ring:

This is a YT short of the same setting: