These are photographs of the door to the outside shower in our chalet at Ivory Tree Game Lodge. You can join in Dan Antion’s Thursday Doors challenge here: https://nofacilities.com/2024/04/11/alumni-doors/
Picture caption: Bath and outside shower including the door to the showerPicture caption: A close up of the shower and door
South Africa is in mid-autumn and our green is fast disappearing. My poem thus addresses the yellow of autumn with the remaining green. It is a double American cinquain (2/4/6/8/2 x 2)
Life cycle
Yellow
Autumn colour
Of African bushveld
Perfect camerflage for tawny
Lions
***
Cubs hide
Among green shrubs
Life’s blood of buffalo
Big predator’s favourite food
Cycle
As always, I am inspired by South Africa’s amazing wildlife. Here are some photographs of the animals on which this poem is based.
Picture caption: Lion cub (juvenile) among the yellow grassesPicture caption: Lion clubs sparring. What a privilege it was to watch them.Picture caption: Young lions have an abundance of energyPicture caption: In case you were wondering about Mama Lion – here she is. A flat cat in the veld.Picture caption: Cape buffalo grazing. “Do you like my smart mud coat?”Picture caption: Cape Buff considering me and my cameraPicture caption: “Okay, I’ll pose. After all, I am a splendid fellow.”
Kim’s d’Verse challenge is as follows: Your challenge today is to write a poem about your own metaphorical box. It doesn’t necessarily have to be about a relationship, but I would like it to be autobiographical, free verse, and in three stanzas similar to those in Clarke’s poem: the first stanza describes the box; the second what is in it; and the third where you keep it, with a summarising list in the final two lines.
Picture caption: Book cover of Stand UP or Sit Out: Memories and Musings of a Blind Wrestler, Runner and All-around Regular Guy by Anthony R Candela, featuring a pair of glasses
What Amazon says
In this memoir, Anthony Candela, a self-described “all-around regular guy,” traverses a lifetime of challenges. Some of these are accidents of birth, like his poor eyesight and slow trek to blindness, and some are of his own making, like choosing to compete as a scholar-athlete. Infused with lots of New Yorkana, a touch of California, and a few related historical references, this memoir conveys that in any environment, life does not always follow a prescribed course.
Moreover, as humans, all of us are imperfect. This includes people with disabilities who are often thought of as transcendent beings, but who should also be regarded as “all-around regular guys.” Just like the rest of the human race, they often strive imperfectly to get through life. In his descriptions, the author hopes that readers will understand a little more about the nuts and bolts of running and wrestling, not to mention skiing and scuba diving. The ups and downs of coping with life and progressive loss of eyesight and, by extraction, disability in general will be clearer. Readers will come away with a fuller appreciation of the ways people deal with challenges. In the end, we all have a choice whether to stand up or sit out.
The story related in these pages will occasionally give you cause to chuckle or even shed tears of sadness or joy. Above all else, it will enlighten you about why things happen the way they do. Ultimately, this memoir increases our understanding of what it means to be truly human. Perhaps after reading it, we will be kinder and gentler to each other. Most important, perhaps we will take it a little easier on ourselves.
My review
I had read some of Anthony (Tony) Candela’s blog posts prior to purchasing this book so I was already familiar with his style of writing. Tony’s frank approach to writing about his slowly deteriorating eyesight and his ultimate blindness is interesting and revealing, as a result, I was keen to read his memoir.
Tony’s story starts with the details of the tunnel vision and reduced vision he was born with, and an overview of the overarching diagnosis for his condition which was complete blindness. He talks about the reactions of his parents to his genetic condition which also presented in his youngest brother. When I read this section, I thought about how difficult it must have been for his parents to adjust to the knowledge that not one, but two of their three children had inherited an eye disorder. Tony’s parents rose to the challenge and did their best to give Tony a good education and the same opportunities as his sighted peers. Tony became involved in wrestling at school and, together with his coach, found ways of overcoming his disability. This being said, Tony suffered some difficulties in socialising with his peer group and was a lonely child and teenager.
The book moves on to detail Tony’s academic achievements at college and his difficulties and successes in the work environment. He was fortunate enough to meet a few lovely women who helped him through different phases of his life and helped facilitate some of his sporting achievements. Tony has been quite frank about his thoughts and feelings as he traversed life and faced challenges. He pushed himself very hard in order to achieve and maintain a high level of academic and physical achievement and to show the world that despite his poor vision, he was a regular guy.
I found this memoir to be very insightful into the practical difficulties faced by people with tunnel vision, which I didn’t know much about, and limited vision leading ultimately to blindness. The book was also quite revealing about the assistance and support that was available to sight disabled people during Tony’s younger days (in the 1950s) and how this has changed over the course of his life. I also gained a lot of knowledge about life in New York City.
Blindness aside, Tony led an interesting life with numerous career achievements and dabbling’s into a number of sports including skiing, long-distance running, and triathlons. The overlay of his visual disability makes his life story all the more interesting.
Picture caption: Banner for Award-Winning Crime Writer Sue Coletta illustrating all of her books
Today, I am delighted to welcome prolific crime writer, Sue Coletta, to Roberta Writes with a post about her new eco-thriller, Savage Mayhem.
Over to Sue
Picture caption: Book cover for Savage Mayhem showing a burning American buffalo skull
Thank you for hosting me today, Robbie! I appreciate your kind invite to help me share the news of my latest eco-thriller, Savage Mayhem. The opener of Savage Mayhem starts where the previous novel left off. Regardless, every book in the Mayhem Series can stand alone. I write them that way, so readers don’t have to read eight novels to understand the ninth.
In this excerpt, Shawnee hasn’t yet puzzled out why Mayhem is furious with her grandfather. Hope you enjoy it.
“Mourning Dove,” Shicheii called through the screen, using my traditional Diné name, “please accompany him. He’s much too heated to go alone.”
And so, I careened down the stairs. Caught up to the Caddy as it reversed out the driveway, my arms waving above my head for him to stop.
Idling with the tail end in the road, the driver’s window zipped down. “Cat, please pack. If I don’t warn Running Bear before Killzme moves in, he could lose Carolyne and the kids.”
“I know. I’m coming with you.” I scuttled around the back bumper to prevent the Caddy from moving. When I slid into the passenger seat, I reached for the door handle, but he gunned it before I grabbed hold. “Gimme a second, will ya?”
He stomped the brake. The Caddy lurched forward, and my face slammed off the dashboard, my fingers feeling for missing teeth. Not that he noticed, hawkeyed on the road ahead. The passenger door snapped shut on its own. Again, he accelerated. And “accelerated” didn’t mean a slow, steady increase. Hell, no. The force pinned me to the passenger seat, my fingers clawed into the armrest.
“Though I enjoy a good death ride as much as the next girl”—I added plenty of snark—“I’d rather not crash. How ’bout you?”
No response, but the blue lit dashboard illuminated a slight smirk. The Caddy slowed somewhat. Not a lot, but enough to loosen my grip.
Minutes dragged on for days. Trees’ silhouettes whizzed past my window, the headlights tunneling through the darkness. Palpable anger radiated off him, lessened only by the deep lines of concern etched in his forehead.
In a soft voice, I said, “What’d Shicheii do?”
His icy stare landed on me, piercing gray, almost translucent, the intensity strangled my voice box. All I could do was point to the road ahead. Let’s not forget who’s driving.
Book description
Amidst the wild and unforgiving landscapes of Yellowstone Park, join Mayhem, a fearless Apache warrior and champion of the Natural World, and his partner and protégé, Shawnee, as they race against the clock to protect an American Buffalo herd from the ruthless Killzme Corporation.
With a massive bounty on their heads and an army of killers on their trail, Mayhem and Shawnee must use all their cunning and survival skills to outsmart their enemies. They will risk it all to preserve the sacred lineage of the Innocent Ones.
There is no line Shawnee and Mayhem won’t cross.
Even murder.
As the danger intensifies and the clock winds down, will they be able to save the herd? Or will this be the mission that finally breaks them?
Sue Coletta is an award-winning crime writer and an active member of Mystery Writers of America, Sisters in Crime, and International Thriller Writers. Feedspot and Expertido.org named her Murder Blog as “Best 100 Crime Blogs on the Net.” She also blogs at the Kill Zone (Writer’s Digest “101 Best Websites for Writers”) and is a Resident Writing Coach at Writers Helping Writers.
Sue lives with her husband in the Lakes Region of New Hampshire. Her backlist includes psychological thrillers, the Mayhem Series books 1-3, psychological thriller/mysteries, Grafton County Series, and true crime/narrative nonfiction, Pretty Evil New England. Now, she exclusively writes eco-thrillers, the Mayhem Series books 4-7 and continuing.
Sue’s appeared on the Emmy award-winning true crime series, Storm of Suspicion, and three episodes of A Time to Kill on Investigation Discovery. Learn more about Sue and her books at https://suecoletta.com.
This April, for National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo), Murisopsis is running an “Around the World” poetry forms scavenger hunt (you should join us there!), and, as such, she is using one of these international forms for our W3 prompt this week!
This book is a mixture of my poetry, art, photography, and links to my wildlife videos. It also includes nine poems from my son, Michael, and one of his charcoal drawings.
I am grateful to have received some wonderful reviews for this book since its release on the 22nd of March.
Today, I am sharing Thomas from Leonberger Life blog’s review: https://leonbergerlife.com/2024/04/03/poems-and-art-on-independent-artist-day/. Thomas has a delightful blog which focuses on amusing and heartwarming stories about his family’s late Leonberger dog, Bronco, as well as other Leonbergers. He also shares a lot of information about the Leonberger breed, the history, care, training, Leonberger organizations, etc. Thomas has also written a Leonberger book, which is available from Amazon US here: https://www.amazon.com/stores/Thomas-Wikman/author/B0B813Q3PP
Picture caption: Look at the cute bird on the giraffe’s head
The Harbor Pointe Inn has loomed on California’s cliffs for generations of Hawthornes. For some, it’s been a blessing. For others, a curse. Travel through two centuries of stories to discover the old inn’s secrets.
Suicide, accident, or murder?
After an argument with her fiancé, up-and-coming actress Leah Myers booked a room at the Harbor Pointe Inn. Near the end of her stay, someone found her body at the bottom of the nearby cliff. The police ruled her death a suicide.
Five years later, four people from Leah’s past visit the inn on the anniversary of her death. Her fiancé, her brother, her psychologist, and her close friend, Adele, who was a guest at Harbor Pointe the night Leah died.
Deputy Brad Sherman, assistant to the lead detective, has always believed something was amiss with the investigation. When he learns Leah’s former acquaintances are staying at the inn, he decides to look at the old case file.
The four guests soon learn each other’s identity and begin to discuss the events leading up to Leah’s demise. But someone doesn’t want them to know the truth. When Adele confesses she is haunted by the possibility she saw something important that fateful night, it puts her in grave danger.
Now it’s a race against time before she becomes the killer’s next victim.
My review
This novella is written from multiple points of view which I enjoyed. The novella kicks off with Daryl Warren, an ex-footballer whose career was ruined by an injury, sitting in a bar waiting for a friend. It is immediately apparent that Daryl is a deeply unhappy man carrying a huge amount of guilt over the death of his fiancé five years previously. The friend advises Daryl to visit Harbor Pointe Inn where Leah died and try to achieve closure.
The story then moves on to the next character who is also heading to Harbor Pointe Inn seeking closure over Leah’s death that is believed to have been suicide. This style of writing continues, introducing each of the four main characters who are travelling to the same place for the same reason, as well as the Deputy Sheriff who was involved with the initial investigation of the death and who wasn’t ever satisfied with the outcome.
The portrayal of Leah is interesting as some characters see her as generous and loving and others as a bit selfish and determined, to a fault, to succeed as an actress. They all agree, however, that Leah was unlikely to have committed suicide. As the story unravels, the perceptions of the four strangers are delved and the real Leah is revealed.
This short book is packed with action, interesting characters, and a fast-moving plot which keeps you completely immersed in the plot. It is not a long read, approximately 1 hour and is a wonderful investment of that time.
A few weeks ago, my blogging friend, Rebecca Budd, shared a post about Claude Monet’s Nympheas collection of paintings. I have been admiring these paintings and have it in my head to try and replicate one as a birthday cake for my husband. Every since Rebecca’s post, I’ve had my eyes open for ‘”nymphaea”. During our recent two-day trip to the Pilanesberg National Park I was lucky enough to spot a few and get some great shots.
Thank you for sharing my new release on your blog today, Robbie. It’s deeply appreciated!
A few years ago, a regular customer of my restaurant lost her husband to suicide. It shocked our small community and devastated her family. They seemed like a happy, loving couple, so what happened?
The same occurred to a famous, well-loved dancer called tWitch. He and his wife had three children, the youngest only two years old. And yet, he, too, is gone.
This led me to wonder (and worry) about the children left behind. How do they handle the loss of their father? Do they blame themselves? Each other?
The Defiant Sisters Duet is an exploration of two sisters, Renée and Izzy, affected differently by the loss and how it eats at the family’s dynamics.
Finding Me
Izzy
My life is not like I dreamed it would be. I had the foolish fantasy of finishing high school, going to college, making something of myself- maybe even becoming famous.
Instead, I’m the infamous kid of the father who killed himself in the family’s backyard.
How’s that for a legacy?
Renée
I came home for my mother’s funeral, but I’m staying to mend bridges with my sister. We have another chance, and whatever it takes, we need to come together as a family or live the rest of our lives knowing we let our brother down.
They say pride goes before a fall, but it doesn’t tell us how to avoid the scrapes along the way.
Excerpt:
Izzy
Renée is trying to make me lose my mind. This partnership she dreamed up isn’t going to succeed if she keeps undermining my authority at every turn. I’ve repeatedly mentioned the importance of having a qualified electrician come through and update all the wiring. The building is old. We need to protect our investment—my investment. I’m not sure where she got her down payment, but I had to use my share of the equity in the house to cover my portion. If it fails… well, it can’t.
I kick a loose stone on the sidewalk and watch it roll into the gutter, my shadow marking time as I walk past the Willoughby’s store and wave at Helen through the window. Renée can buy her own damn salad if she wants one. She had no right to give Ben permission to break his grounding, especially after I expressly told him no. What kind of message does that send to a belligerent teen already pushing boundaries to see how far he can go?
She makes me crazy. It’s been that way our whole lives. Renée’s way is to act all kind and caring while she methodically shoves the shiv into your spine. I’ve seen her in action too many times to be taken in by her crap, which makes me wonder how I got myself tangled up in her new crusade—saving our family one good deed at a time.
Picture caption: Promotional image for Finding Me by Jacquie Biggar featuring the book cover on a white background with pink roses
About Jacquie Biggar
Picture caption: Author picture for Jacquie Biggar
Jacquie Biggar is an award-winning author of romance who has been listed on USA Today’s bestseller list. Her writing is centered around tough, alpha male characters who fall for strong and independent contemporary women. She resides on Vancouver Island with her husband and would love to hear from readers worldwide!
In her own words: “My name is Jacquie Biggar. When I’m not being a klutz, I’m a wife, a mother of one, a grandmother, and a butler to my calico cat. Watching reality TV shows such as The Voice and Amazing Race is one of my guilty pleasures. Every Monday night, you can find me laughing at the judge’s shenanigans as I’m plastered to my armchair. I love hanging out with my husband at the beach, taking pictures, and reading romance novels (what else?). I have a slight obsession with Tim Hortons, enjoy gardening, everything pink, and talking to my friends.”
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