<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453</id><updated>2012-01-26T08:12:53.539-05:00</updated><category term='childhood'/><category term='survivors'/><category term='Atlantis'/><category term='ARC'/><category term='rebirth'/><category term='pirates'/><category term='Carbon-14 dating'/><category term='live'/><category term='PICU'/><category term='sisters'/><category term='shelters'/><category term='holistic'/><category term='Holy Grail'/><category term='Graves disease'/><category term='twins'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='family farms'/><category term='horror'/><category term='Adventure'/><category term='Jewish Law'/><category term='lwomen'/><category term='anxiety'/><category term='prison'/><category term='coma'/><category term='ducks'/><category term='mystery'/><category term='searching'/><category term='pyramids'/><category term='pickpockets'/><category term='hospital ship'/><category term='pets'/><category term='lies'/><category term='mutilation'/><category term='Newfoundland'/><category term='arthritis'/><category term='joints'/><category term='diamonds'/><category term='cruise'/><category term='Legacy'/><category term='linguists'/><category term='The Great Depression'/><category term='Mind Body connection'/><category term='North America'/><category term='kids'/><category term='Mary'/><category term='romance'/><category term='Lawrence of Arabia'/><category term='healing'/><category term='disappointing'/><category term='New York'/><category term='Tribesman'/><category term='DNA'/><category term='secrets'/><category term='T.E. 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OPINION~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-4932378525387083392</id><published>2011-12-21T18:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T18:07:57.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Healing: A Novel by Jonathan Odell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ju37DZPXw-A/TvJmvHeNPNI/AAAAAAAAAck/GmgiTJ0U4fY/s1600/0385534671.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ju37DZPXw-A/TvJmvHeNPNI/AAAAAAAAAck/GmgiTJ0U4fY/s1600/0385534671.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was a five star read.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In my opinion, a book has to be well above very good to rate five stars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life changing maybe, or heart healing,&amp;nbsp; or something that strikes a chord might&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rate five stars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The story told in this book has found a place in my heart and it will stay firmly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;planted there. Polly Shine is one of the most remarkable characters I have met in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;any book, by any writer, in my over fifty years of reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To be very honest, I picked this book up and read a few pages and then set it aside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It wasn't calling out to me the way I expected it to when I read the blurbs. I was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;frustrated, because I had expected more. Well, shame on me for being impatient. If I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;had read beyond the first fifteen or so pages, I would have found my way into this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wonderful story much sooner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We hear the story of Polly Shine's arrival on the plantation though stories told to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the girl Violet by Gran Gran. Granada was a child when Polly arrived and was chosen by her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because Polly saw the glimmer of something special in the small girl. Granada, who grew to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;be called Gran Gran wanted no parts of the woman Polly at first, and in fact disliked her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She blamed Polly for having lost her comfortable place as the favored "pet" of the mistress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Children can be so foolish! As time passed, Granada learned to see, she learned to listen and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she grew into wisdom of her own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to tell any more, I just want to entice you and let you find the gems that are scattered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;throughout this story on your own. Once you fall into the story, you will want to stay, as I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-4932378525387083392?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0385534671' title='The Healing: A Novel by Jonathan Odell'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4932378525387083392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/12/healing-novel-by-jonathan-odell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4932378525387083392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4932378525387083392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/12/healing-novel-by-jonathan-odell.html' title='The Healing: A Novel by Jonathan Odell'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ju37DZPXw-A/TvJmvHeNPNI/AAAAAAAAAck/GmgiTJ0U4fY/s72-c/0385534671.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-2785935178024395693</id><published>2011-09-11T15:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T15:26:02.102-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Masada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italian Jews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>The Dovekeepers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C_YwtHgkNVY/Tm0KqsEaQdI/AAAAAAAAAcI/HXQebKVJYZk/s1600/a8aff447a06c99159304b335a41434d414f4541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C_YwtHgkNVY/Tm0KqsEaQdI/AAAAAAAAAcI/HXQebKVJYZk/s1600/a8aff447a06c99159304b335a41434d414f4541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; By Alice Hoffman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Romans defeated of the Jews at Masada in the year 70C.E., and this is the &lt;br /&gt;story of some of the women who were there. Women who had come together to be&lt;br /&gt;the Dove keepers. To care for the animals who were kept to provide eggs and fertilizer&lt;br /&gt;for the crops raised within the walls, and to be spread around the trees. The doves&lt;br /&gt;gave sustenance to all who lived there in one way or another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who kept the Dover were Shirah and her daughters Aziza and Nahara. Shirah &lt;br /&gt;had been born in Alexandria and was educated not only in reading and the knowledge&lt;br /&gt;of languages, but of magic as had been her own mother. Her story, and that of the &lt;br /&gt;birth of her daughters alone, is worth the price of this book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is Revka, a woman left to raise her two young grandsons, after the world&lt;br /&gt;as they knew it was taken from them. To say that things were never to be the same &lt;br /&gt;for them is an understatement of vast proportion. Again, their story alone deserves a book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yael was born of a woman who no longer had breath in her body and that moment of her birth&lt;br /&gt;was to affect each choice she made and all the days of her life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These women worked together to care for the doves who were the basis of life&lt;br /&gt;or those who lived on the mountain. Who can say how it was that these women &lt;br /&gt;were brought together, and how it was that they were perhaps the strongest of &lt;br /&gt;all. They carried within them their own secrets, and in the end, it fell to some of them &lt;br /&gt;to carry and then share the story of what happened when the Romans came finally to Masada&lt;br /&gt;and scaled the mountain. Stronger than the warriors, the leaders and in the end, the conquerors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stories that were left behind that historic event are the basis of this&lt;br /&gt;glorious novel. They say that there were seven who lived. Seven who survived &lt;br /&gt;months of siege and then attack by the Romans of their people. The Jews who had already&lt;br /&gt;torn from their homelands, and found refuge together on this great mountain. Seven&lt;br /&gt;who refused to die either at the hands of the Romans or of their own people, and &lt;br /&gt;who found a way to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-2785935178024395693?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.librarything.com/work/11181145' title='The Dovekeepers'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2785935178024395693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/09/by-alice-hoffman-romans-defeated-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2785935178024395693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2785935178024395693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/09/by-alice-hoffman-romans-defeated-of.html' title='The Dovekeepers'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C_YwtHgkNVY/Tm0KqsEaQdI/AAAAAAAAAcI/HXQebKVJYZk/s72-c/a8aff447a06c99159304b335a41434d414f4541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-9126671250172472019</id><published>2011-08-17T14:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T15:25:48.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Time Will Tell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qFpBCAGcWxg/TkwDKuyV9PI/AAAAAAAAAb4/WvijVvjK3yg/s1600/bd0743a17d8a771593236395977434d414f4541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qFpBCAGcWxg/TkwDKuyV9PI/AAAAAAAAAb4/WvijVvjK3yg/s1600/bd0743a17d8a771593236395977434d414f4541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Jeffrey Archer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only Time Will Tell is book one of a new series by Jeffrey Archer.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As anyone who has ever read Archer can tell you, he tends to write &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can't miss this one books! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Harry Clifton is a child from a very poor family. His father died &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;before Harry knew him, and he and his mother live a subsistence existence  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in a shabby little home with his mother's parents and her brother. Food  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is not only not plentiful, but barely available. A bit of toast and the  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;leavings in his uncles bowl are all that there is for Harry's breakfast.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Despite all of this, Harry shows himself to be a remarkable child. Although &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he is determined not to sit in a classroom, and as often as possible runs off to the docks,&lt;br /&gt;he is a particularly clever and we are to find out, talented boy. He also has good  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;instincts. Despite being warned away often by his Uncle Stan, Harry befriends  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack Tar, who lives in a railway car near the docs. Jack is no more than a penniless &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ne'er to well, were Stan to be believed. But Harry and Jack become firm friends, and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack helps to steer Harry on a path of learning, during their hours in the rail car.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As time passes opportunities com Harry's way. It turns out that he has the voice of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;an angel, and this small twist of fate begins to open doors that will improve Harry's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;future. What a lucky boy, you say? Well, yes.. but he is also a good and caring young man, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this too, helps him pave the way to better roads ahead.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends are important, and never more so than to a child. Harry's Best friends are Giles Barrington, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who comes from a wealthy family and A. Deakins, who like Harry has had a rough start. They meet in  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;school and form a fast and enduring friendship. This is yet one more thing that will change Harry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clifton's life. But nothing will change it more than a decision that Harry himself makes in the  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;early days of WWII.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have barely closed the covers on this book, and I am already anxious to see what the next book  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in the series will bring. Archer is quite a storyteller. Let his words carry you along... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr class="crLine" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;form action="/review/create-review" class="crPrevLeftButton" method="POST"&gt;&lt;input alt="Edit" border="0" height="22" src="http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/x-locale/communities/reviews/edit-review._V192249900_.gif" type="image" width="48" /&gt;       &lt;/form&gt;&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td&gt;&lt;form action="/gp/customer-reviews?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;action=submit" class="crPrevRightButton" method="POST"&gt;&lt;input alt="Publish review" border="0" height="22" src="http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/x-locale/communities/reviews/publish-review._V192249894_.gif" type="image" width="105" /&gt;       &lt;/form&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-9126671250172472019?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0230748228/ref=nosim/librarythin08-20' title='Only Time Will Tell'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/9126671250172472019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/08/only-time-will-tell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/9126671250172472019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/9126671250172472019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/08/only-time-will-tell.html' title='Only Time Will Tell'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qFpBCAGcWxg/TkwDKuyV9PI/AAAAAAAAAb4/WvijVvjK3yg/s72-c/bd0743a17d8a771593236395977434d414f4541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-1010471311025340307</id><published>2011-08-15T17:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T14:08:39.778-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gothic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provence'/><title type='text'>The Lantern</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u-NrdgVywFs/TkmReW2UA3I/AAAAAAAAAbw/81sNBWRxPnw/s1600/d1df2a0b50adc34597758455a41434d414f4541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u-NrdgVywFs/TkmReW2UA3I/AAAAAAAAAbw/81sNBWRxPnw/s1600/d1df2a0b50adc34597758455a41434d414f4541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By Deborah Lawrenson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The words are like flowers, as is perhaps appropriate in a story where&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fragrance and its composition is nearly a character in and of itself. But&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there are moments of casual cruelty hidden within the flowery language. There &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is darkness, mystery and and the whispering of the ghosts of lifetimes lived and left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He called her Eve. They met in the depths of a labyrinth and that too, was appropriate, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;given that that their life together was wound between secrets she dared not explore. She &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was happy enough, more than happy, in fact. At least in the beginning. Before the darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that secrets exude began to swirl around them. She was happy before the doubts began to creep in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;before the bones were uncovered in the garden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This story is a journey that begins in the distant past, and ends with a promise for the future. IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is a journey that I recommend that you take, if you like mystery touched with romance and dusted with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;petals of flowers long since gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-1010471311025340307?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/Lantern-Novel-Deborah-Lawrenson/dp/0062049690/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1313444308&amp;sr=1-1' title='The Lantern'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1010471311025340307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/08/lantern.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1010471311025340307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1010471311025340307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/08/lantern.html' title='The Lantern'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u-NrdgVywFs/TkmReW2UA3I/AAAAAAAAAbw/81sNBWRxPnw/s72-c/d1df2a0b50adc34597758455a41434d414f4541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-1838256691320742019</id><published>2011-08-06T16:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T16:29:02.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Knowledge of Good &amp; Evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pz3vqLgCuqo/Tj2jTIhqy-I/AAAAAAAAAbs/RGlUEXritbE/s1600/6d6f17ca5c15b68592b65735941434d414f4541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pz3vqLgCuqo/Tj2jTIhqy-I/AAAAAAAAAbs/RGlUEXritbE/s1600/6d6f17ca5c15b68592b65735941434d414f4541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by Glenn Kleier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another fast paced, though provoking, action packed thriller from Glenn Kleier! &lt;br /&gt;Back to the Bible, and of course the Vatican for source material, add a daring, and dashing&lt;br /&gt;young ex-priest with a pure heart and a crisis of faith and you have an idea about what this &lt;br /&gt;book in about. Ian Baringer made a name for himself when he was still a priest by performing &lt;br /&gt;an act of heroism, and saving lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the acclaim heaped upon him by the church, he still struggled. Having lost his parents in &lt;br /&gt;a tragedy that could well have taken his life as well, he longed to see them again. He left the church and began a quest to find a way into the afterlife. His research and personal experiences convinced him that only by experiencing a NDE, near death experience, could he find them. They had lost their lives protecting him, saving his life. He felt that it was impossible to go on with his own life, until he did all that he could to thank them, even traveling beyond death itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela was not only a co-worker, but his fiancee. They made up a paranormal investigating team for &lt;br /&gt;a popular television show. This and his own personal wealth gave him the tools he needed on&lt;br /&gt;his quest to journey beyond physical death. He had an ingrained goodness and belief in miracles, and&lt;br /&gt;Angela was a skeptic. This gave balance to his mission, and to his life. Then things got even more interesting. Friends in high places were able to help him, even as others were trying to take his life away for good. Are there some secrets that should never be revealed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-1838256691320742019?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/076532377X/ref=cm_cr_mts_prod_img' title='The Knowledge of Good &amp; Evil'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1838256691320742019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/08/knowledge-of-good-and-evil.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1838256691320742019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1838256691320742019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/08/knowledge-of-good-and-evil.html' title='The Knowledge of Good &amp; Evil'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pz3vqLgCuqo/Tj2jTIhqy-I/AAAAAAAAAbs/RGlUEXritbE/s72-c/6d6f17ca5c15b68592b65735941434d414f4541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-9002662323676481806</id><published>2011-08-02T12:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T12:44:50.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Man with Pointy Teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by M Juanita Taylor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xa118J5AIDI/Tjgpa60IPHI/AAAAAAAAAbY/FAfJKIUbPrk/s1600/1451573774.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xa118J5AIDI/Tjgpa60IPHI/AAAAAAAAAbY/FAfJKIUbPrk/s1600/1451573774.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I read this authors first book Last year. It is called Cogslea  Revisited, and is about a group of atists referred to as The Red Rose  Girls.Malindi is an African Wild Dog  in Cogslea, and was perhaps my  favorite character of all. Malindi is of course sweet, loving and  intuitive, as are so many dogs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet up with more African Wild Dogs in this story, but they resided in a zoo and are part of a behavior study.  &lt;br /&gt;Caitlin is an art student who volunteers nights to watch the dogs  and take notes on their behavior. She is befriended by Eddie, an  employee of the zoo, who frankly seems a little like a man up to no  good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learn that Caitlin has a good heart and is impulsvie, perhaps too  muh so, as she allows some dubious characters to stay with her when  they are down and out. I further questioned her common sense later in  the book, when after a series of unfortunate events resulting in more  than one death, she follows the advice of another dubious seeming  character who suggest she hold back some information from police.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that I was clutching the book and trying to turn pages  more quickly than I should when Caitlin herself seems to be the target.  She has a new love interest and things are looking too good to be true.  That's when things always happen right? Romances come crashing down,  the mil spoils and the roses die. I just happens that way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story has Taylor's typical cast of quirky and interesting characters, and her love of animals shines clearly  &lt;br /&gt;throughout the story. The mystery held up pretty well for me and the  story held my interest to the end. Do i recommend this one? Why yes I  do! If you like mysteries, zoos, quirky characters and bonus... The  Philadelphia area, read it. I think you will like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is dark around the edges, just enough to take in a sharp breath  from time to time.. but, it won't keep you up at night. Sounds about  right , don't you think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-9002662323676481806?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/Man-Pointy-Teeth-Juanita-Taylor/dp/1451573774/ref=cm_cr_pr_pb_i' title='The Man with Pointy Teeth'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/9002662323676481806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/08/man-with-pointy-teeth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/9002662323676481806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/9002662323676481806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/08/man-with-pointy-teeth.html' title='The Man with Pointy Teeth'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xa118J5AIDI/Tjgpa60IPHI/AAAAAAAAAbY/FAfJKIUbPrk/s72-c/1451573774.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-3130559722578716723</id><published>2011-07-24T14:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T15:46:59.535-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee with Thunderbolts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lh_eIrb_Q/TixoJxedreI/AAAAAAAAAbU/5TSntsnrcRk/s1600/a2ee46632344265597879385967434d414f4541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lh_eIrb_Q/TixoJxedreI/AAAAAAAAAbU/5TSntsnrcRk/s1600/a2ee46632344265597879385967434d414f4541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By Marianne G Petrino&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here we follow part of the journey of Elena and her Aunt and mentor Rosemarian. The cast of characters who each play a role in this journey are interesting and magical. By magical, I mean in the literal sense, not just an adjective for a well thought out character. Elena feels that she has failed to live up to her mothers ambitions for her, and in fact she has. The most important aspect of this is that her mothers ambitions and Elena's are worlds apart, literally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elena and Rosemarian and company journey to some mystical areas of our country in pursuit of Mayan truths. The adventures they have along the way are well worth reading, but perhaps even more so the antics of the beings they encounter, both corporal and non. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that this may not be a book for everyone, but really, what book is? And how do you know unless you give it a try? I enjoyed spending time with these characters and think that anyone who has a curiosity about the Mayans, 2012, magic, metaphysics, labyrinths or for that matter family dynamics will enjoy this story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-3130559722578716723?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0983352011/ref=cm_cr_mts_prod_img' title='Coffee with Thunderbolts'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3130559722578716723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/07/coffee-with-thunderbolts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3130559722578716723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3130559722578716723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/07/coffee-with-thunderbolts.html' title='Coffee with Thunderbolts'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s6lh_eIrb_Q/TixoJxedreI/AAAAAAAAAbU/5TSntsnrcRk/s72-c/a2ee46632344265597879385967434d414f4541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-3374003524135252880</id><published>2011-07-24T14:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T14:13:07.972-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special needs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handicapped'/><title type='text'>Broken Tees and Mended Hearts. A Life's Journey Serving Wounded Warriors and Injured Spirits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8Dkgtm3a2M/TixgVdiNKVI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/eMFrFqsnwX0/s1600/9bc67da415a2871593257535a51434d414f4541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8Dkgtm3a2M/TixgVdiNKVI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/eMFrFqsnwX0/s1600/9bc67da415a2871593257535a51434d414f4541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found this book to be a truly inspiring collection of stories about a small group of people &lt;br /&gt;who refused to allow a physical handicap to define them. Armed with courage and support of &lt;br /&gt;friends and family, this group of athletes prove to themselves and others that you cannot allow&lt;br /&gt;the opinions or doubts of others to keep you from challenging yourself. Not even if these naysayers are &lt;br /&gt;medical professionals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having worked with special needs children and young adults for several years, I have been witness to many everyday miracles. This author has seen quite a few of her own and she shares them with her readers. I think this is a wonderful book for those facing physical challenges and their families. One cannot help but to be filled with admiration and respect for individuals profiled. Hopefully they will find the optimism and inspiration they need to create a miracle of their own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-3374003524135252880?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.librarything.com/work/11482356/book/75389539' title='Broken Tees and Mended Hearts. A Life&apos;s Journey Serving Wounded Warriors and Injured Spirits'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3374003524135252880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/07/broken-tees-and-mended-hearts-lifes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3374003524135252880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3374003524135252880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/07/broken-tees-and-mended-hearts-lifes.html' title='Broken Tees and Mended Hearts. A Life&apos;s Journey Serving Wounded Warriors and Injured Spirits'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8Dkgtm3a2M/TixgVdiNKVI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/eMFrFqsnwX0/s72-c/9bc67da415a2871593257535a51434d414f4541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-5979843251118166700</id><published>2011-06-18T19:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T19:10:08.202-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beneath the Hallowed Hill  by Theresa Crater</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1CwdeKWCH2k/Tf0wEWsJNVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/hfOa-H64AMU/s1600/99962109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1CwdeKWCH2k/Tf0wEWsJNVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/hfOa-H64AMU/s1600/99962109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What you will feel when you read this book is enraptured. That is a feeling &lt;br /&gt;I haven't had since I read Crater's last offering, Under the Stone Paw. These&lt;br /&gt;books have more than the story in common, There is a basic feeling of rightness&lt;br /&gt;here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, if you have not read Under the Stone Paw, I urge you to do so. That is &lt;br /&gt;not only a wonderful book in its own right, but it lays the groundwork for this&lt;br /&gt;story. If you choose not to, and just read this as a stand alone, that will work &lt;br /&gt;for you as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atlantis. Who hasn't wondered about Atlantis? Have you ever wanted to visit Merlin's&lt;br /&gt;Crystal Cave? How about Avebury, England or Stonehenge? Well, pick up this book and &lt;br /&gt;you will be there. You will meet faerie, and the Maidens of Avalon, too. Like Avalon &lt;br /&gt;itself, this book seems to be a sum of magic, as there are far too few pages to hold&lt;br /&gt;what you will experience if you read the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael and Anne travel to Glastonbury to visit the home left to Anne Le Clair by&lt;br /&gt;her mother's sister. This is where the story begins, or should I say takes off?&lt;br /&gt;Once in Glastonbury, they find that there is a problem with one of the Sacred Springs. &lt;br /&gt;They take time off from their pursuit of the Illuminati to lend a hand. Here is where &lt;br /&gt;the story begins and ends. But, ends is perhaps not the right word? I think the ending &lt;br /&gt;lies somewhere in the future. I think you will enjoy the journey, but each journey has a &lt;br /&gt;beginning. Pick up the book and see where your beginning lies.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strongly recommended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-5979843251118166700?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1615723668/ref=cm_cr_mts_prod_img' title='Beneath the Hallowed Hill  by Theresa Crater'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5979843251118166700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/06/beneath-hallowed-hill-by-theresa-crater.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/5979843251118166700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/5979843251118166700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/06/beneath-hallowed-hill-by-theresa-crater.html' title='Beneath the Hallowed Hill  by Theresa Crater'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1CwdeKWCH2k/Tf0wEWsJNVI/AAAAAAAAAZg/hfOa-H64AMU/s72-c/99962109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-2890081814771374305</id><published>2011-06-12T18:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T19:24:00.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heart Specialist by Claire Holden Rothman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G1ZMsAK8zPk/TfU7AwGUrSI/AAAAAAAAAZc/tYtoHZ3mDyo/s1600/113519423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G1ZMsAK8zPk/TfU7AwGUrSI/AAAAAAAAAZc/tYtoHZ3mDyo/s1600/113519423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The inspiration for this book was taken from the life &lt;br /&gt;and work of Dr Maude Elizabeth Seymour Abbot. She was one &lt;br /&gt;of Montreal's first female physicians. This is not at all &lt;br /&gt;the story of her life, but a novel that takes us along the &lt;br /&gt;path with a woman of that time who wanted to become a physician. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were still the years when women were expected to make a home&lt;br /&gt;for their men, and considered ill equipped or not intelligent enough&lt;br /&gt;to consider more than minimal education. To think of those times now, &lt;br /&gt;it seems impossible. We have women like Dr Abbot to thank for the&lt;br /&gt;fact that women are now understood to be the equals of men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agnes White and her younger sister were being raised by their paternal &lt;br /&gt;grandmother. But although her younger sister was quiet and considered &lt;br /&gt;to be ladylike, Agnes was more inquisitive. She wanted to know how things&lt;br /&gt;worked. Specifically, she was interested in the human body and even as a &lt;br /&gt;child revered her father, who was a doctor. She had in face taken some &lt;br /&gt;of his equipment for her own. In particular she took and hid away, a microscope.&lt;br /&gt;She had quietly removed it from among her fathers belongings which her&lt;br /&gt;grandmother had given away, long after the man himself had disappeared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a scandal, but of course Agnes believed that all of the talk was &lt;br /&gt;wrong, and that her father, Doctor Bourret was not guilty of the murder of &lt;br /&gt;his sister. A happy circumstance of a new governess, who was herself well&lt;br /&gt;educated, but that at the knee of her own father, is what helped to set Agnes &lt;br /&gt;on the path to become a physician, herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a well told and extraordinary story of a women whose struggle &lt;br /&gt;to enter medical school seemed to be blocked at every turn. Finding out if &lt;br /&gt;she would prevail, was a more than worthy read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend this extraordinary book to men and women alike. &lt;br /&gt;Anyone interested in history, or just a good strong story will &lt;br /&gt;be glad to read The Heart Specialist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-2890081814771374305?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.librarything.com/work/8145588' title='The Heart Specialist by Claire Holden Rothman'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2890081814771374305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/06/78-heart-specialist-by-claire-holden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2890081814771374305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2890081814771374305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/06/78-heart-specialist-by-claire-holden.html' title='The Heart Specialist by Claire Holden Rothman'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G1ZMsAK8zPk/TfU7AwGUrSI/AAAAAAAAAZc/tYtoHZ3mDyo/s72-c/113519423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-8548494869564635032</id><published>2011-06-03T08:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T08:51:17.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie St. Cloud: A Novel by Ben Sherwood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M6JtyRcyJ3I/TejX7SAB1RI/AAAAAAAAAZU/3S4N2a2auiw/s1600/055338693X.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M6JtyRcyJ3I/TejX7SAB1RI/AAAAAAAAAZU/3S4N2a2auiw/s1600/055338693X.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OPDZCv2muFM/TejYva2FKSI/AAAAAAAAAZY/LvImIMfuGAU/s1600/055338693X.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OPDZCv2muFM/TejYva2FKSI/AAAAAAAAAZY/LvImIMfuGAU/s1600/055338693X.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M6JtyRcyJ3I/TejX7SAB1RI/AAAAAAAAAZU/3S4N2a2auiw/s1600/055338693X.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a book remarkable in it's beauty.&lt;br /&gt;It is insightful, hopeful and filled with tragedy, but the message&lt;br /&gt;I believe is to remember that things are not always as they seem.&lt;br /&gt;Endings are beginnings too, and whatever we believe, truth is truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie and his brother steal a neighbors car and sneak out to a baseball game. &lt;br /&gt;their beagle was smuggled into the game too, in a backpack. They had a wonderful&lt;br /&gt;time and were headed home when it happened. The thing that would change life&lt;br /&gt;as they knew it forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie lives the life of a lonely man, but it is also filled with&lt;br /&gt;love and beauty. He is a good person who did a foolish thing,&lt;br /&gt;This thing has been the center stone of his life until one day, another &lt;br /&gt;tragedy happens. But remember, things are not always as they seem.&lt;br /&gt;One seeming tragedy took away what he knew, could another tragedy&lt;br /&gt;change his life yet again? Or will it be the end of Charlie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-8548494869564635032?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.librarything.com/work/4967722/book/74000807' title='Charlie St. Cloud: A Novel by Ben Sherwood'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8548494869564635032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/06/charlie-st-cloud-novel-by-ben-sherwood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/8548494869564635032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/8548494869564635032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/06/charlie-st-cloud-novel-by-ben-sherwood.html' title='Charlie St. Cloud: A Novel by Ben Sherwood'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OPDZCv2muFM/TejYva2FKSI/AAAAAAAAAZY/LvImIMfuGAU/s72-c/055338693X.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-1006243391046530008</id><published>2011-05-06T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T10:59:08.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister: A Novel By: Rosamund Lupton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_ns7FsSaVg/TcQMq-5ECXI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/_paYnhnWAmQ/s1600/0307716511.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_ns7FsSaVg/TcQMq-5ECXI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/_paYnhnWAmQ/s1600/0307716511.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beatrice has moved to America from England. She has become &lt;br /&gt;used to the distance both geographically, and emotionally, &lt;br /&gt;from her sister Tess and their mother. She uses it as an excuse, &lt;br /&gt;in fact. After all, she is busy with her career and her own life. &lt;br /&gt;A phone call from her mother calls her back across the Atlantic &lt;br /&gt;when she learns that Tess is missing. Tess, who was pregnant, and&lt;br /&gt;struggling, has not been seen for far too long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be unfair to suggest that it was only guilt that sent&lt;br /&gt;Beatrice to the airport, because she did love her family, when &lt;br /&gt;it wasn't too inconvenient. So, leaving life, career and fiance &lt;br /&gt;behind, she arrived in England as soon as was humanly possible&lt;br /&gt;after she received the call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before long, Bea realizes what she has been missing, while letting&lt;br /&gt;her family get on without her all of this time. All of the love and &lt;br /&gt;closeness to Tess comes flooding back. With it there is fear. She truly&lt;br /&gt;did love Tess, and when she found her sister's body, could not believe the &lt;br /&gt;verdict of suicide due to psychosis after after the death of her baby. Tess&lt;br /&gt;would never kill herself, Bea was sure. Even after finding the body, and learning &lt;br /&gt;that the baby Xavier had died, Bea felt something was being missed, and so she &lt;br /&gt;set out to find the truth on her own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What follows is a griping story, one that has you sure that you have&lt;br /&gt;come to the end of the mystery, only to find that there is yet another twist. &lt;br /&gt;By the time this breathtaking story concludes, you will be breathless with the&lt;br /&gt;build up and the climax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-1006243391046530008?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.librarything.com/work/9914753/72698701' title='Sister: A Novel By: Rosamund Lupton'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1006243391046530008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/05/sister-novel-by-rosamund-lupton.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1006243391046530008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1006243391046530008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/05/sister-novel-by-rosamund-lupton.html' title='Sister: A Novel By: Rosamund Lupton'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_ns7FsSaVg/TcQMq-5ECXI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/_paYnhnWAmQ/s72-c/0307716511.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-626037400397284118</id><published>2011-05-05T18:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T18:40:19.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Arms Wide Open: A Midwife's Journey by Patricia Harman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y194nKb-lFo/TcMm-ppAfWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/1BnQ8-gndcI/s1600/99ffee22705d7e5593050615967434d414f4541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y194nKb-lFo/TcMm-ppAfWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/1BnQ8-gndcI/s1600/99ffee22705d7e5593050615967434d414f4541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A time or two, I almost gave up on this book. &lt;br /&gt;The author and I are of an age, I think.. &lt;br /&gt;and I remember the days where the book began, remember them clearly.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the idealism and the search for freedom and love. Her &lt;br /&gt;journey was far more productive and inspirational than my own, however. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that the the author did not intend that the most commonly felt&lt;br /&gt;link between author and reader be fear. I think that it is a very personal &lt;br /&gt;thing. I fear. I fear the things that cannot be stopped. I fear the demise&lt;br /&gt;of this planet due to the greediness and blindness of those who walk on&lt;br /&gt;her skin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear not being able to protect my children. I fear that the most. I&lt;br /&gt;too, can be accused of being a hyper worrier, and in fact have been. I &lt;br /&gt;almost gave&amp;nbsp; up on the story. I think that the very pure and optimistic&lt;br /&gt;energy in the beginning of the book nearly drove me away. It became easier&lt;br /&gt;to read however, the deeper into the story I went. Sadly, it was because &lt;br /&gt;of the current reality that began to creep in, and the admission of fear. &lt;br /&gt;I felt as if I have a comrade out there somewhere. Someone else who knows&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of loneliness, missing her children, and the inability to change &lt;br /&gt;what is into what a mother wants it to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not as much the story of a midwife, as it is of a woman who &lt;br /&gt;happens to serve other women by helping them have their children. She&lt;br /&gt;is real, and she is vulnerable. Maiden, Mother and Crone, she is woman. &lt;br /&gt;And she tries.. she tries hard to hold on,onto the optimism of the early days. &lt;br /&gt;She reached me on a visceral level with this, her story of being woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-626037400397284118?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.librarything.com/work/10287889/book/72948008' title='Arms Wide Open: A Midwife&apos;s Journey by Patricia Harman'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/626037400397284118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/05/arms-wide-open-midwifes-journey-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/626037400397284118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/626037400397284118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/05/arms-wide-open-midwifes-journey-by.html' title='Arms Wide Open: A Midwife&apos;s Journey by Patricia Harman'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y194nKb-lFo/TcMm-ppAfWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/1BnQ8-gndcI/s72-c/99ffee22705d7e5593050615967434d414f4541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-9096313765656204847</id><published>2011-04-20T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T21:42:00.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tiger's Wife: A Novel by Tea Obreht</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jW5GnioGO3g/Ta-LVhRmgCI/AAAAAAAAAZI/-P5ZvL-B19A/s1600/6c490f287c48112593838745967434d414f4541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jW5GnioGO3g/Ta-LVhRmgCI/AAAAAAAAAZI/-P5ZvL-B19A/s1600/6c490f287c48112593838745967434d414f4541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I should simply have gone to the last page, and not wasted the  &lt;br /&gt;last several hours of my life. This is a story of .. well I wish I knew.  &lt;br /&gt;There is a young girl, who is close with her grandfather. The grandfather &lt;br /&gt;is a doctor and the girl would be someday as well. He told her stories of his life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mishmash of stories revolves around a time when her grandfather was a  &lt;br /&gt;boy in a town in the Balkans. And ther eare stories of when he was an adult,  &lt;br /&gt;a doctor and well respected. It swings back and forth through time so often that &lt;br /&gt;it takes concentration to sort out where or when you are.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a story of murder, of evil and of children who are not loved.  &lt;br /&gt;There is a fantasy or maybe a legend that is the thread that runs through the  &lt;br /&gt;book. The thread is more the Tiger, than the young woman who came to be referred &lt;br /&gt;to as the Tiger's Wife.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit it. I got sucked into the hype, the marketing and I suffered for it.  &lt;br /&gt;This is a book I requested from the vine program because it sounded like &lt;br /&gt;it would be a faery tale or lovely story. There was nothing lovely about it. &lt;br /&gt;The story is was like a salad, One made of iceberg lettuce.  A salad with little bits &lt;br /&gt;and pieces of this and that. But the bits and pieces are so small, and so widely spread  &lt;br /&gt;throughout that they have no hope of adding interest or flavor.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man who couldn't die, turned up now and then for a bit of spice. Other  &lt;br /&gt;than that, the very best part of this book is the final paragraph. That earned  &lt;br /&gt;the book a star to add than the single star rating I had planned to give it.  &lt;br /&gt;The final paragraph was beautiful.       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-9096313765656204847?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0385343833/ref=cm_cr_mts_prod_img' title='The Tiger&apos;s Wife: A Novel by Tea Obreht'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/9096313765656204847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/04/tigers-wife-novel-by-tea-obreht.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/9096313765656204847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/9096313765656204847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/04/tigers-wife-novel-by-tea-obreht.html' title='The Tiger&apos;s Wife: A Novel by Tea Obreht'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jW5GnioGO3g/Ta-LVhRmgCI/AAAAAAAAAZI/-P5ZvL-B19A/s72-c/6c490f287c48112593838745967434d414f4541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-1513842655991575416</id><published>2011-04-17T10:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T18:20:19.049-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reincarnation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shirley Maclaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>I'm Over All That: And Other Confessions by Shirley MacLaine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUChxJiNzao/Tar9afj_uAI/AAAAAAAAAZE/yqq9QPpW_M0/s1600/1451607296.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUChxJiNzao/Tar9afj_uAI/AAAAAAAAAZE/yqq9QPpW_M0/s1600/1451607296.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When Shirley Maclaine writes, it feels more like a conversation with her. So, this won't be a review so much as a comment or two. I feel the need to mention that I love her madly, and feel that she has never written a book that was not at least interesting, if not fascinating. I also feel that she has never given a performance on screen that was anything but stellar. I guess you could say that I am a fan. I have been a fan since I saw her on tv, way back in the distant past. It was either the movie My Geisha, or a clip. I am not sure of anything except I saw her and was immediately drawn to her and have never lost that feeling of connection. Past life connection perhaps? Maybeso. Like Shirley, that is part of my belief system.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have read all of her books except Saging While Aging , because somehow that one fell off my radar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have enjoyed them all, and always feel that the most recent is my favorite. This hasn't changed. As in her other books, I'm Over All That is full of her thoughts and opinions. She share freely and she explains why she feels the way she does. I love the&amp;nbsp; idea of her "wall of life". I saw it on Oprah when she was there to be interviewed recently. She has a lovely home. It looks right for her. And the idea of having a place to go in your home to simply remember times and people who have shared your life is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;brilliant. I might just try a variation of it myself. I am not a celebrity, but my life is mine, and the people and times are my own. I like it.&amp;nbsp; Stay tuned.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We hear about her relationships with some of the leading men in her life, as well as men she has met and men she simply fell in love with at the time. There were a lot of them, but I truly believe that she loved them all. She is so open and honest, and interested. Yes interested as well as interesting. I share her trait of being an individual who questions. I want to know why, how and when. I want to learn . There are many things like religion, politics and spirituality where we share similar questions, Shirley and I .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are some references to journeys she has taken in other books, in fact there are references to journeys he has taken in other lifetimes. So often she is validated in strong and simple, yet meaningful ways.&amp;nbsp; For instance, a cross she had owned in a previous lifetime came back to her this time. How much more validation can you get? To find out how this happened you need to read the book. I encourage you to read the book, because it is filled with answers. And questions, and love. She is a loving person, and a down to earth one. She is still beautiful, by the way, she isn't over that..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am over many of the same things she is, by the way.. Thanks Shirley!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-1513842655991575416?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.librarything.com/work/10955478/book/72226613' title='I&apos;m Over All That: And Other Confessions by Shirley MacLaine'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1513842655991575416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-over-all-that-and-other-confessions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1513842655991575416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1513842655991575416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-over-all-that-and-other-confessions.html' title='I&apos;m Over All That: And Other Confessions by Shirley MacLaine'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUChxJiNzao/Tar9afj_uAI/AAAAAAAAAZE/yqq9QPpW_M0/s72-c/1451607296.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-5149213196248109757</id><published>2011-04-11T08:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T08:28:55.369-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Swan by Chris Knopf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pex2D1K4BRE/TaLzMhTZyCI/AAAAAAAAAY4/eHxWYHsvC3o/s1600/8e4b409fae6f8645938375a5967434d414f4541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HTJNm8Bi01g/TaLz_TDx4kI/AAAAAAAAAY8/lzJkHzbUJEk/s1600/96074415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HTJNm8Bi01g/TaLz_TDx4kI/AAAAAAAAAY8/lzJkHzbUJEk/s1600/96074415.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pex2D1K4BRE/TaLzMhTZyCI/AAAAAAAAAY4/eHxWYHsvC3o/s1600/8e4b409fae6f8645938375a5967434d414f4541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pex2D1K4BRE/TaLzMhTZyCI/AAAAAAAAAY4/eHxWYHsvC3o/s1600/8e4b409fae6f8645938375a5967434d414f4541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pex2D1K4BRE/TaLzMhTZyCI/AAAAAAAAAY4/eHxWYHsvC3o/s1600/8e4b409fae6f8645938375a5967434d414f4541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the first book in the Sam Acquillo series that I have read. I enjoyed it from the first page. &lt;br /&gt;The reader is drawn into some fast action and witty dialogue immediately. The book opens with &lt;br /&gt;Sam , girl friend Amanda, and Sam's lively mutt Eddie, delivering a sleek, new, sailboat to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;A storm came up with no warning and Sam and Amanda have their hands full keeping the&amp;nbsp; boat on the&lt;br /&gt;water, instead of under it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, they do manage to survive or it would have been a very short book, and that would have&lt;br /&gt;been a shame. This was a good Sunday afternoon read. It was fast paced, very fast paced. No time&lt;br /&gt;to be bogged down, as every page was filled with either charming and witty dialog or pertinent events. &lt;br /&gt;It was filled with improbable situations that only made the story more fun. Who needs a fun read to be&lt;br /&gt;realistic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking for deep drama, or a literary challenge, avoid this book. You won't be impressed.&lt;br /&gt;If you want a good fast paced mystery on an island being rocked by sudden storms and an even more &lt;br /&gt;sudden spurt of serious crime, give it a try. The solution to the mystery is interesting and has a unique &lt;br /&gt;twist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-5149213196248109757?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.librarything.com/work/10833830' title='Black Swan by Chris Knopf'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5149213196248109757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/04/black-swan-by-chris-knopf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/5149213196248109757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/5149213196248109757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/04/black-swan-by-chris-knopf.html' title='Black Swan by Chris Knopf'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HTJNm8Bi01g/TaLz_TDx4kI/AAAAAAAAAY8/lzJkHzbUJEk/s72-c/96074415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-6574241272401645782</id><published>2011-04-10T18:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T18:21:26.029-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Doc: A Novel by Mary Doria Russell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I freely admit that I had no interest in reading&lt;br /&gt;anything remotely "Western" in flavor. I had no interest in John Henry "Doc" Holiday. I&lt;br /&gt;requested this book because it is my opinion that Mary Doria Russell is not capable&lt;br /&gt;of writing anything but a wonderful book. I was not disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have all heard of Doc Holiday and the the gun fight at the OK Corral. For many of us,&lt;br /&gt;that is as much as we know. Gun fight, shooting, Wyatt Earp, Doc Holiday. For many&lt;br /&gt;of us, that has been enough. Who cares really, what a couple of gunslingers did during&lt;br /&gt;one of their less then stellar moments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say that I care a lot more now than I did before. Doc is a novel. And of course a&lt;br /&gt;certain amount of license was taken with the materiel available. This is not to say that&lt;br /&gt;this is a work of pure fiction. Russell states that much of her research was based on a&lt;br /&gt;biography that was written by a member of Doc's own family. That biographer was privy to&lt;br /&gt;much family information and many letters and stories that another researcher might not&lt;br /&gt;have available. This explains how the character of Doc Holiday and those around him are&lt;br /&gt;so rich and full and real. This also explains why Doc is portrayed as so much more than&lt;br /&gt;previous movies and novels suggested. We are shown a good, and in fact, sickly man who had some&lt;br /&gt;bad times. He lived during a time when law was often taken lightly, when in fact there were&lt;br /&gt;laws or lawmen to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Henry Holiday was well educated. He came from a good family, and he loved and was&lt;br /&gt;loved. He left them, and the relative comfort of his family home in order to try to&lt;br /&gt;keep his health. He like his mother before him suffered from tuberculosis. He was&lt;br /&gt;a practicing dentist when he left home, and continued with the practice of dentistry&lt;br /&gt;over the years, although it was not his main source of income. Doc will introduce you&lt;br /&gt;to a much different man than the one you think you know. This is a page turner like all of&lt;br /&gt;Russell's books. You will find yourself caring about the characters and wishing them well.&lt;br /&gt;I found myself wondering how it would end, and sorry when it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you might want to find yourself more books by this author, once the last page has been read&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-6574241272401645782?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.librarything.com/work/10488467/book/71674368' title='Doc: A Novel by Mary Doria Russell'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6574241272401645782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/04/doc-novel-by-mary-doria-russell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6574241272401645782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6574241272401645782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/04/doc-novel-by-mary-doria-russell.html' title='Doc: A Novel by Mary Doria Russell'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e9EhcyjRXT0/TaItXDDlGRI/AAAAAAAAAY0/j5ZT7uucsL4/s72-c/2a8282e5b3c58cc597a6f465951434d414f4541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-3253963278327497634</id><published>2011-04-04T19:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T19:41:58.405-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newfoundland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midwife'/><title type='text'>Galore  by Michael Crummey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5yTlKjaTV0/TZpXLzodZJI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0GcCsx2z0mQ/s1600/1590514343.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5yTlKjaTV0/TZpXLzodZJI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0GcCsx2z0mQ/s1600/1590514343.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Newfoundland always has a bit of a magical ring to me. When I had the opportunity to read&lt;br /&gt;this for the Vine program, I was intrigued. It takes place in Newfoundland,in a place called&lt;br /&gt;Paradise Deep. It opens with a beached whale being carved into for oil and food by the starving&lt;br /&gt;inhabitants of this fishing community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they all worked for their share, and arugued with the man who said he owned that part&lt;br /&gt;of beach, A woman, known as Devine's Widow, cuts into the belly of the poor whale, and out&lt;br /&gt;came a man. He was an albino. He is a central character to the story, and yet, nary a&lt;br /&gt;word passes his lips. Despite this, a more extraordinary man is seldom found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story leads us down through the generations of the family of Devine family. Suffice to say&lt;br /&gt;that few men of the family manage to make much of a name for themselves, and certainly no one&lt;br /&gt;is quite like the albino, who came to be known as Judah. The women of the family are another&lt;br /&gt;story altogether. They are a force to be reckoned with, each and every one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we watch as some leave the community for other ports, including the United States. Eventually,some of the men head for Europe. We follow them through good times and bad. We find characters to loveand other that we can barely tolerate, just as we would in any town. I suspect that some of us would notagree on which was which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ongoing theme is poverty, and want. Each generation will face it and tragedies of their own. I&lt;br /&gt;was sorry to see the story end, and would not have minded seeing it continue to the present. I felt&lt;br /&gt;that as much as the story offered, I would gladly have accepted more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-3253963278327497634?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.librarything.com/work/8256363/book/71674338' title='Galore  by Michael Crummey'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3253963278327497634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/04/galore-by-michael-crummey.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3253963278327497634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3253963278327497634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/04/galore-by-michael-crummey.html' title='Galore  by Michael Crummey'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5yTlKjaTV0/TZpXLzodZJI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0GcCsx2z0mQ/s72-c/1590514343.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-5869549027081675787</id><published>2011-04-02T16:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T16:53:06.374-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama Day by Gloria Naylor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="commentHeader" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ah9DdyQd7-U/TZeMPJRoIDI/AAAAAAAAAYo/JiT_HfjtKWk/s1600/0679721819.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ah9DdyQd7-U/TZeMPJRoIDI/AAAAAAAAAYo/JiT_HfjtKWk/s1600/0679721819.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="postinfo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/53834"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/author/naylorgloria"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="postinfo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/53834"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/author/naylorgloria"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="postinfo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/53834"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/author/naylorgloria"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a story filled with the magic of full rich characters,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;most of them strong and loving women. Much of it takes place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on Willow Island, a barrier island off the shores of Georgia and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;South Carolina. The residents of Willow Island live a life similar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to that which their ancestors lived a hundred years before. While they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;did have modern conveniences, they certainly didn't depend on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;them for happiness. Love, family and tradition ruled their day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mama day, Abigail, Cocoa, Ruby and more. They all have their own &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;story, and they tell it, or have it told in rich mellow voices. I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;don't know how anyone can read this book and not love Mama Day and Abigail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And they have within them a magic all their own. A knowing that has been lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to most over the generations. I have to believe that they are based on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;women known by the author, otherwise how did she make them so real? And&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if they are not, all the more kudos to their creator. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cocoa, a younger woman from their family spends most of her time in New&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;York City, where she lives, works and falls in love. She too, is quite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a force, but often more negative then she should be. We find out in the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;story how life changes her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-5869549027081675787?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.librarything.com/work/53834' title='Mama Day by Gloria Naylor'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5869549027081675787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/04/mama-day-by-gloria-naylor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/5869549027081675787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/5869549027081675787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2011/04/mama-day-by-gloria-naylor.html' title='Mama Day by Gloria Naylor'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ah9DdyQd7-U/TZeMPJRoIDI/AAAAAAAAAYo/JiT_HfjtKWk/s72-c/0679721819.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-4958673740512773645</id><published>2009-11-03T18:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:39:04.476-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bermuda Triangle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sci-fi'/><title type='text'>Through the Triangle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SvC-LD3CUUI/AAAAAAAAAXk/PdecSiKlPeU/s1600-h/1432740369.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SvC-LD3CUUI/AAAAAAAAAXk/PdecSiKlPeU/s400/1432740369.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400025050441208130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by C.P. Stewart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science Fiction was one of my early literary loves. When I was young, I devoured it book after book after book. Robert  Heinlein was probably the first Sci-Fi writer that I followed. Of his works, Stranger in a Strange Land was and remains my favorite. Valentine Michael Smith, born and raised on Mars was my first literary crush. I have read several compeis of Stranger to tatters, and given several copies as gifts over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray Bradbury. I still love Bradbury. The Martian Chronicles, The Illustrated man, Something Wicked This Way Comes, Fahrenheit 451, Dandelion Wine. I love all of his books and stories, and have never really accepted him as a Sci Fi writer, he is so much more. I reread Bradbury with the same affection and expectation of delight that I had the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since I have found a Sci Fi writer that I have enjoyed. Don't get me wrong, I know that they are out there, but I haven't found one that speaks to me. Meanwhile I have moved on and fallen in love with other writers, different genres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess to having a special place in my heart (and on my shelves) for books and stories about time travel, Atlantis and Lemuria. Then there are the paranormal-like occurrences of the Bermuda Triangle. Very addictive for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, it was my pleasure to receive a copy of Through the Triangle from the author C. P. Stewart.&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, I requested a review copy due to the fact that the author was somewhat local. I was slightly intrigued by the blurb that came along with the offer of the book, but that alone would not have been enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All too often I am disappointed by the offers of review copeis by new authors. This was not the case here. I have not been as drawn into a Sci Fi novel for a very long time. The characters were full and three dimensional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Oblique View, Captained by Mason Bankowski takes us on an adventure the likes of which I have not enjoyed for a very long time, We have aboard this small fishing vessel Jake and Nathan Myers. A broken father and son team where dad is looking for ways to reconnect. There is Juan, wiser than he should be for his years, and an experienced hand to Mason. The enigma of the journey is Manny. There is something about him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are offered so much more than the usual fare of the compass spinning or something vanishing without a trace. We are offered a story. An alternative future of our very own country. The descriptions of the electronic wonders alone were fascinating, but along with them we are shown the many faces of human nature. Could something like this actually happen here? I have to ask, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to read this one. This author has a lot to offer and I am left hoping for more from him in the not too distant future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-4958673740512773645?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1432740369/ref=nosim/librarythin08-20' title='Through the Triangle'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4958673740512773645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/11/through-triangle.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4958673740512773645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4958673740512773645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/11/through-triangle.html' title='Through the Triangle'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SvC-LD3CUUI/AAAAAAAAAXk/PdecSiKlPeU/s72-c/1432740369.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-1114266542056511381</id><published>2009-09-27T18:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T18:46:28.729-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twins'/><title type='text'>The Last Will of Moira Leahy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/Sr_rFmIRa-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/kybK-ugcPv4/s1600-h/0307461572.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/Sr_rFmIRa-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/kybK-ugcPv4/s400/0307461572.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386282160725519330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;by Therese Walsh&lt;br /&gt;Enough. Just light enough. Just dark enough. Just perfectly balanced and just enough.&lt;br /&gt;Maeve and Moira were twin girls who lived with their family on the Penobscot. They lived&lt;br /&gt;with loving parents, an adventuring grandfather and good friends and neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like so many twins they shared a special closeness, and even a language between just the&lt;br /&gt;two of them. For years they had all that they needed in just themselves in the security of their&lt;br /&gt;family. Time passes. Things change. A mothers well meaning choices came back to haunt them all. One&lt;br /&gt;day, a boy came into their lives and things changed forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of how Maeve lived after the changes, and what happened to this loving family..&lt;br /&gt;is entrancing, magical at times and filled with sorrow and loneliness. Just for a while.. and&lt;br /&gt;then as they do, things changed. They changed because Maeve found a strength in her she didn't know she had.&lt;br /&gt;She was prodded by her father to step out, step forward and to live. A wise man, he was. He set both of his daughters free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this book. Highly recommended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-1114266542056511381?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0307461572/ref=cm_cr_mts_prod_img' title='The Last Will of Moira Leahy'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1114266542056511381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-will-of-moira-leahy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1114266542056511381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1114266542056511381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-will-of-moira-leahy.html' title='The Last Will of Moira Leahy'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/Sr_rFmIRa-I/AAAAAAAAAXc/kybK-ugcPv4/s72-c/0307461572.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-3644779338845069518</id><published>2009-08-13T08:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T08:30:11.930-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game wardens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hydro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='niagara falls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Day The Falls Stood Still</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SoQGbMd-FyI/AAAAAAAAAXU/eFQPXutkzpw/s1600-h/506e2e0b34222215933626b5577434d414f4541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SoQGbMd-FyI/AAAAAAAAAXU/eFQPXutkzpw/s400/506e2e0b34222215933626b5577434d414f4541.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369423720005637922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Cathy Marie Buchanan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story takes place in Niagara Falls beginning in 1915. The main character is Bess Heath.&lt;br /&gt;Bess is a warm and gentle young lady who loves her family, and is especially close with her sister Isabel. She is a student at Loretto Academy for young ladies, and has a pleasant and genteel life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things begin to fall apart for her family early on in this book. The end of the school year is being celebrated at Loretto, and Bess finds that her father and sister have not come to participate in the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;As the ceremony ends she begins to learn just why and what that is going to mean to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Cole is introduced soon after, but is not fully explained immediately. He is a fascinating and important character in this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interspersed between chapters are newspaper stories about the area both at that time, and stories from the past. They are fictional, of course but add a lot to the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We follow the effects that progress, grief, war and depression have on Bess' family. Each of the characters is given enough background to round them out and make them three dimensional and believable. I found myself caring what happened to these good people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first read the blurbs for this book, I thought it sounded interesting, and it was. It was however, so much more, in a way that is difficult to explain. Perhaps the fact that the setting is one that is so familiar to so many is part of that. The authors gift for drawing the reader into the story is no doubt another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-3644779338845069518?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3644779338845069518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-falls-stood-still.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3644779338845069518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3644779338845069518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-falls-stood-still.html' title='The Day The Falls Stood Still'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SoQGbMd-FyI/AAAAAAAAAXU/eFQPXutkzpw/s72-c/506e2e0b34222215933626b5577434d414f4541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-807286347817189108</id><published>2009-08-05T21:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:50:17.666-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christopher columbus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>Waiting For Columbus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/Sno2lV0z6UI/AAAAAAAAAXM/YRf3u29eNWw/s1600-h/0385529139.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/Sno2lV0z6UI/AAAAAAAAAXM/YRf3u29eNWw/s400/0385529139.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366661921107077442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an interesting read. Although it was a long and winding road, the journey&lt;br /&gt;was a good one. Columbus. Who would have guessed that Christopher Columbus would ever&lt;br /&gt;be a controversial figure. Columbus discovered America in 1492. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so fast~ that may not be the way it happened. But although this book is called&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Columbus, it is not that Columbus. Or, is it? Well maybe. It might&lt;br /&gt;be Christopher Columbus, pal of Queen Isabella and Captain of the la Callega. But wait,&lt;br /&gt;isn't that the Santa Maria? Well yes it is! Confusing, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Columbus is a somewhat confusing book. The man who was gor many years honored&lt;br /&gt;for discovering the Americas flipping channels on tv, and using a phone. How can that be?&lt;br /&gt;Ask Zimmerman, whoever he is. What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What indeed. Fifteenth century, twenty first century, one overlaid by the other.&lt;br /&gt;Intriguing. Who is this Christopher Columbus anyway? That indeed is the question.&lt;br /&gt;We do find out by the way. With the help of the most intriguing Emile, the earnest Dr Balderas,&lt;br /&gt;and the beautiful Consuala who is a little bit in love with...someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad I read this book. It is a mystery, a love story and has a form of time travel tossed in&lt;br /&gt;for good measure. Mental time travel, but it is there, to be sure. It is worth getting through the&lt;br /&gt;occasionally slow and redundant story to get to the answer. Most of the story drew me in and&lt;br /&gt;the characters were likable and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Like I said.. three stars, I am glad I read it, and think you will be too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-807286347817189108?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/807286347817189108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/waiting-for-columbus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/807286347817189108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/807286347817189108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/waiting-for-columbus.html' title='Waiting For Columbus'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/Sno2lV0z6UI/AAAAAAAAAXM/YRf3u29eNWw/s72-c/0385529139.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-103660221965115553</id><published>2009-07-29T20:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:53:07.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Sight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SnDu2VQEuFI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kyYdmIf8Yz8/s1600-h/1416599797.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SnDu2VQEuFI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kyYdmIf8Yz8/s400/1416599797.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364049773383170130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by George D Shuman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was drawn into this story immediately. There are many books with psychic characters out there, but I have never&lt;br /&gt;before run into one where the psychic reads the last moments of a persons life, with a touch of her hand. Interesting concept. I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry was likable, if a little naive. Perhaps that naivete was meant to come from her blindness, but that is one thing that rang a false chord with me. One who had lived the life Sherry Moore lived, should not have been naive. Vulnerable, maybe, but naive didn't feel right. Regardless, she was a good dependable character with a sens of herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her friend Brigham was a darling man who had taken on a father-like role with her. He became a surprisingly powerful man in the end. Something I had not suspected at all. I liked that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author created many compelling and interesting characters. Along with the good and kind folk, there are some reprehensible characters to balance out the story. They all brought out strong feelings, good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was a well told story, with an interesting concept. It held my attention, and I did not feel that the ending was predictable. I recommend this one for anyone who likes a good thriller.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-103660221965115553?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/103660221965115553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/07/second-sight.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/103660221965115553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/103660221965115553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/07/second-sight.html' title='Second Sight'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SnDu2VQEuFI/AAAAAAAAAXE/kyYdmIf8Yz8/s72-c/1416599797.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-1414346236735372764</id><published>2009-07-27T08:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T08:14:28.262-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gate at the Stairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/Sm2aAvbFGFI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Z1I2AOnZgwU/s1600-h/0375409289.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/Sm2aAvbFGFI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Z1I2AOnZgwU/s400/0375409289.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363112068788852818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Lorrie Moore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of families. Two families, that are broken in different ways. The book is told in the voice of Tassie Keltjin, the daughter of one of these families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tassie is the daughter of a potato farmer. He is successful in his own way, but has a laid back attitude to pretty much everything. Still, he is a man with heart. Her mother is a little on the vague side, and has some problems of her own that keep her from being fully invested in the lives of her two children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tassie goes to college, and in her search for a job as a babysitter, she is drawn into the lives of Edward and Sarah who are in process of adopting a baby. But of course, no one is really as they first appear, and so it is with this couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her unusual job description has Tassie meeting birth mothers and giving some weak and inexperienced support to people she doesn't know. She has a personal life too, of course.&lt;br /&gt;And as a young pretty woman, meets a young pretty man and falls enthusiastically into a relationship that eventually affects her position as a babysitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a sad story, but not a depressing one. It is really a story of life. Growing, learning, loving and guilt of course. There is always guilt. Do not make the mistake of labeling this one as fluff. It is much more than that. It is a good story, well told. The characters are compelling interesting, down to the ones who appear only for a moment. I recommend this for a good solid relaxing read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-1414346236735372764?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1414346236735372764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/07/gate-at-stairs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1414346236735372764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1414346236735372764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/07/gate-at-stairs.html' title='A Gate at the Stairs'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/Sm2aAvbFGFI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Z1I2AOnZgwU/s72-c/0375409289.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-623337071992172227</id><published>2009-07-12T14:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:50:10.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Into The Beautiful North</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SlowMDpY9HI/AAAAAAAAAW0/tuk672daogc/s1600-h/0316025275.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SlowMDpY9HI/AAAAAAAAAW0/tuk672daogc/s320/0316025275.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357647690406098034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Luis Alberto Urrea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read and loved Urrea's book The Hummingbirds Daughter. Because of this I did not hesitate to buy Beautiful North, without a second thought. I was then a little afraid to read it, thinking it might be disappointing to me. I shouldn't have worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nayeli is a young girl from a Mexican village. One day, she realizes that the men in her village have slowly drifted away. They have nearly all gone north, into the United States. Most of them, including her father, have eventually simply disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nayeli is from a family of strong positive women. In fact, the small village has several strong woman, and some of the young ones decide to go on a mission. They are going to go north and find men. They want to bring back seven good, strong, brave men to their village. It isn't safe to live in a place with not enough men, they decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of their mission. The people they meet and the way that they themselves grow and change.  They learned a lot along the way and found themselves in some very difficult situations. This is about taking the road from childhood to adulthood, and about loyalty strength and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-623337071992172227?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/623337071992172227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/07/into-beautiful-north.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/623337071992172227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/623337071992172227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/07/into-beautiful-north.html' title='Into The Beautiful North'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SlowMDpY9HI/AAAAAAAAAW0/tuk672daogc/s72-c/0316025275.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-8471681367141750224</id><published>2009-07-12T09:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T09:23:23.204-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new orleans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paranormal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghosts'/><title type='text'>Year of Past Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SlnjVDdEQrI/AAAAAAAAAWs/l9C_qT2uvcU/s1600-h/0156029804.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SlnjVDdEQrI/AAAAAAAAAWs/l9C_qT2uvcU/s320/0156029804.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357563182577894066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by M.A. Harper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrien died 3 years ago. He died but he didn't actually leave.&lt;br /&gt;The reasons are not immediately apparent, but his presence is.&lt;br /&gt;This creates a situation that is not comfortable for Adrien's widow Michelle and her new husband Phillip. Perhaps, not even safe. Things happen in the household that range from curious, to chilling. Complicating matters is the fact that Michelle is more than a little bit still in love with Adrien. Their son Cam has never come to terms with the death of his father. Nichole, the younger child is troubled as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phillip is trying to be understanding, but when the things that go bump in the night become more substantial and in fact detrimental to not only his marriage but his health and safety. Or does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phillips brother, Father Dominic is not only an important factor to the story, but someone that I would like to know. In fact I found most of the characters to be compelling and likable. There is one in every crowd, they say and in this story it was... well, I will let you come to your own conclusions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-8471681367141750224?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8471681367141750224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/07/year-of-past-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/8471681367141750224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/8471681367141750224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/07/year-of-past-things.html' title='Year of Past Things'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SlnjVDdEQrI/AAAAAAAAAWs/l9C_qT2uvcU/s72-c/0156029804.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-4041908567256864892</id><published>2009-06-20T20:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T20:46:40.308-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communication devices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special need'/><title type='text'>Schuyler's Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/Sj2CcJ1L_iI/AAAAAAAAAWM/OzHMen1MDFw/s1600-h/0312372426.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/Sj2CcJ1L_iI/AAAAAAAAAWM/OzHMen1MDFw/s320/0312372426.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349575352572968482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;span id="ep_author_blog"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Robert Rummel-Hudson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story of loving (and all too human) parents, and an extraordinary child. Rarely do you find a child who has special need described with such humor. There is always love, just as there was in this story, but humor and honesty and passion have equal roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work with children who have special needs. Even though none of them have the same diagnosis as Schuyler, some of the obstacles they face are the same. The most difficult, is always communication. It is what the parents want the most, the children need badly and what is all too often not given enough attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story of Schuyler's life, from conception to present day, more or less. The reader learns all about the world she developed in and how she began to grow. We learn what Mom and Dad are like, and how they learned along with their daughter what she needed to be happy and purposeful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that more of the parents had the gumption of these two, instead of sitting in IEPs and just going with the flow. I wish that more use was made of these communication devices, and not just 10 or 20 minutes during the day. I would like to give a copy of this book to every single family in our school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Things would really start hitting the fan, then!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done Schuyler's daddy...! Good job Schuyler's mom. Keep up the good work, because I am sure that there will be more beneficiaries from it than just your amazing little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend this book to anyone who has a child, and anyone who does not. I particularly recommend this book to anyone who works with or runs schools for special needs children...or typical children. You are the ones who need to learn to reach for the stars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-4041908567256864892?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0312372426/ref=cm_cr_rev_prod_title' title='Schuyler&apos;s Monster'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4041908567256864892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/06/schuylers-monster.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4041908567256864892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4041908567256864892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/06/schuylers-monster.html' title='Schuyler&apos;s Monster'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/Sj2CcJ1L_iI/AAAAAAAAAWM/OzHMen1MDFw/s72-c/0312372426.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-6513746254393227576</id><published>2009-06-07T15:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T15:12:48.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Columbine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SiwQw-3uIAI/AAAAAAAAAV8/LPmKNzJwK_g/s1600-h/0446546933.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SiwQw-3uIAI/AAAAAAAAAV8/LPmKNzJwK_g/s320/0446546933.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344665291478409218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Dave Cullen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is more than a history of events. It is a story of the people involved, and the many ways people were impacted by the events of that day. Intellectually, I knew that it was not just the families of the victims, but others who also had personal storms to weather. This is their story, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a story of the horror, that is present but only as background. It is a story of a town, a school, and the people. It is a dispassionate telling of events, the shooters and their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly recommended&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-6513746254393227576?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/Columbine-Dave-Cullen/dp/0446546933/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1244401578&amp;sr=8-1' title='Columbine'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6513746254393227576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/06/columbine.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6513746254393227576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6513746254393227576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/06/columbine.html' title='Columbine'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SiwQw-3uIAI/AAAAAAAAAV8/LPmKNzJwK_g/s72-c/0446546933.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-7197642198000737539</id><published>2009-05-30T21:08:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T15:10:12.981-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neglect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suicide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abuse'/><title type='text'>The Last Bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SiwQjhvAQaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/gwRQNpjMKbo/s1600-h/90c70d4a1a35dea597a766f5551434d414f4541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SiwQjhvAQaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/gwRQNpjMKbo/s320/90c70d4a1a35dea597a766f5551434d414f4541.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344665060318921122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Teri Coyne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider this story to be a harsh one But it is the telling of a harsh life, so it cannot be any other way. Alexandra "Cat" Wilson is introduced very early in the story. We see her driving home for her mother's funeral. Death by suicide. Home is not exactly where she is headed either, as she had left the place she was raised and never went back. A decade had passed. Just for a little added drama, her abusive father was lying in a hospital having suffered a massive stroke only days earlier.That would be a lot to take on for any family. But Cat's family was different. And not in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving through the night, swigging bourbon from the bottle.. Cat arrived home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The county sheriff was waiting for her as she drove up to her mothers house. The place she grew up. It was a small town and everyone knew everyone else. They all knew everyone else's business, too. And they had long memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before long, Cat is joined by her brother Jared, her sister Wendy...and others from her past. She hadn't expected any of this to be easy. Nothing in her life so far had given her reason to expect anything to be easy. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was abuse, there was no love, there were few friends or even acquaintances to help her through this troubled time. But then, Cat didn't want any help. She didn't need it, she would tell you so herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the secrets that seemed to trouble her most. The stories, the facts, that no one knew. All she wanted was to get this next thing over with and get out of town. Again. Or did she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first instinct was to get out of this horrible story. Lay it down and walk away. I'm glad I didn't, because things are not always as they seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The suicide note read: Cat, he is not who you think he is... Mom xxxooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-7197642198000737539?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7197642198000737539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-book.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/7197642198000737539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/7197642198000737539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-book.html' title='The Last Bridge'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SiwQjhvAQaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/gwRQNpjMKbo/s72-c/90c70d4a1a35dea597a766f5551434d414f4541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-8102028020930555771</id><published>2009-05-25T12:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T17:32:30.800-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deceit'/><title type='text'>of BEES and MIST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/ShrOIqprptI/AAAAAAAAAVs/CXQtHIloWEw/s1600-h/6a0a4642ed03ab49a65d945ed0e34117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/ShrOIqprptI/AAAAAAAAAVs/CXQtHIloWEw/s320/6a0a4642ed03ab49a65d945ed0e34117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339806956484536018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Erick Setiawan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiki says : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fable is a succinct story, in prose or verse, that features animals, plants, inanimate objects, or forces of nature which are anthropomorphized (given human qualities), and that illustrates a moral lesson (a "moral"), which may at the end be expressed explicitly in a pithy maxim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is meant to be a fable, and so it is. An adult fable with adult themes and adult situations. IT is the story of Meridia, a young woman who spent her childhood in a home whose mirrors held images of strangers within them. A home whose stairway was apt to grow or shrink while traveling on it. A home filled with chill, and cold and empty hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It her coming of age story. Something that is accomplished in a small town where anything might happen. She meets Daniel, and her life continues and becomes a life she wouldn't have recognized from her dreams. They battled hardship and hate and his shrewish mother. Her unloving father broke Meridia's heart, and her mother Ravenna's as well. Still, goodness and love grew in Meridia's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mysterious Hannah, though seldom seen was often vital to the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Bees and Mists? well, you will see their role as well. One that you wouldn't expect to find in an ordinary story. This though, is not that, not ordinary at all. There is magic and mystery and defiance and most of all there is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recommended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-8102028020930555771?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8102028020930555771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/05/of-bees-and-mist.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/8102028020930555771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/8102028020930555771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/05/of-bees-and-mist.html' title='of BEES and MIST'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/ShrOIqprptI/AAAAAAAAAVs/CXQtHIloWEw/s72-c/6a0a4642ed03ab49a65d945ed0e34117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-2181352907030646681</id><published>2009-05-23T17:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T17:50:52.628-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barcelona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paranormal'/><title type='text'>The Angel's Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/ShhvKPRC1yI/AAAAAAAAAVk/LwH4sxbl4mk/s1600-h/28b70623b56b9ec02ce2667c30eb05dc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/ShhvKPRC1yI/AAAAAAAAAVk/LwH4sxbl4mk/s320/28b70623b56b9ec02ce2667c30eb05dc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339139579935119138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by  &lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/author/zafoncarlosruiz"&gt;Carlos Ruiz Zafon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an all enveloping love story that......no, maybe not. This is a paranormal mystery that will draw you in from the...no, maybe not that either. This is an extraordinary piece of literary fiction, touched by murder, deception and deep friendship. I'm sorry, that isn't quite right either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of these things describe this book. All of these things describe this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is like a fire opal. Hold it up and from each direction, and in different light the color that you see blazing through is different. Also like a fire opal, this story is a gem worth having. It is worth passing on to others , to share the wealth. Perfection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, surely not. Nearly all gems have flaws. I read, and even went back to reread some passages, I never lost interest for one moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of a remarkable life. David Martin's life. All of the experiences that fed or sucked away at his soul. The events that broke his heart, or filled it. It is the explanation of how spirit kept him going, and where he landed. Some parts may sound familiar, because who among us has never had a broken heart, or spirit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend this book. I am at a loss to explain it, but I do recommend it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-2181352907030646681?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2181352907030646681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/05/angels-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2181352907030646681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2181352907030646681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/05/angels-game.html' title='The Angel&apos;s Game'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/ShhvKPRC1yI/AAAAAAAAAVk/LwH4sxbl4mk/s72-c/28b70623b56b9ec02ce2667c30eb05dc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-4763565611570823349</id><published>2009-05-02T14:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T14:49:48.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Physick Book of Deliverance Dane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SfyVwyJT_-I/AAAAAAAAAVU/YKFNPkGBwLg/s1600-h/f3a6e28da6e5310dbb9a336d3d6fa1fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SfyVwyJT_-I/AAAAAAAAAVU/YKFNPkGBwLg/s320/f3a6e28da6e5310dbb9a336d3d6fa1fd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331300724226916322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Katherine Howe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that the author herself is a descendant of two of the women who were accused during the Salem witch trials does make this story very interesting. I have to imagine that there were some interesting stories passed along in her family. At least, I would hope so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I have to say that the physical book itself charmed me. I received an advance copy and was very taken by its appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I did like Connie and Liz and Grace (who did somehow have some of Endora's energy. Remember Bewitched?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most books or stories that I have read about the witch trials have assumed that anything outside of the ordinary was witchcraft and therefore bad or wrong. I myself never felt that way. It is my personal belief that there is magic in the most mundane if only we look. I have always felt that there was more to the Salem story than some women who were wrongly accused and punished. Did these women, or at least some of them have abilities outside the typical? I have always thought so. Can folk remedies and the use of herbs and intention do good or harm. Well, yes. To my thinking intention is very important, and it has been clearly proven that many ills can be treated from natural sources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early on in the book, it is given to Connie to consider that those accused were perhaps witches. While she is not interested in pursuing this line of thought at first, so called coincidence intervenes and her interest is piqued. She begins to do research with a much more open mind than she had in the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this book. The story drew me in from the beginning, and held my interest throughout. I liked the characters, and enjoyed the interludes where we were taken back to the sixteen hundreds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe that the ending leaves room for a sequel as do so many books these days. When and if one is written I will be waiting eagerly for its release. A little bit of mystery, a little bit of magic, a pinch of romance, good characters, interesting story and yes, I would recommend it to my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-4763565611570823349?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4763565611570823349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/05/physick-book-of-deliverance-dane.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4763565611570823349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4763565611570823349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/05/physick-book-of-deliverance-dane.html' title='The Physick Book of Deliverance Dane'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SfyVwyJT_-I/AAAAAAAAAVU/YKFNPkGBwLg/s72-c/f3a6e28da6e5310dbb9a336d3d6fa1fd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-7250071319117502806</id><published>2009-04-26T18:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:11:09.792-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alaska'/><title type='text'>Tide, Feather, Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SfTbr8gtWuI/AAAAAAAAAVM/OWfzmNH3bbU/s1600-h/0061710253.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SfTbr8gtWuI/AAAAAAAAAVM/OWfzmNH3bbU/s320/0061710253.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329125807110314722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Miranda Weiss&lt;br /&gt;For many years I have been intrigued by Alaska. I have heard stories from people who have traveled there, read magazines and books that featured this mysterious place. I have longed to visit, all the while knowing that chances of that happening were slim, at best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently read Not One Drop by Rikki Ott, a book that tells the story of the aftermath of the Exxon Valdez disaster as it relates to Cordova and its people. An engrossing and compelling read, that made me want to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this book became available, I knew I wanted to read it, and I am glad to have the opportunity to do so. It too explores the vastness and purity of our forty ninth state. It paints a picture of the beauty as well as the hard core grittiness to be found there. This book takes us across Alaska and allows us to look into the lives and homes of some of the people who have chosen to make the state their home, as well as those who were born there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is a must read for anyone who enjoys a good adventure story, learning about another way of life, or simply enjoys reading a memoir about someone who is essentially like them, an ordinary person but one who makes extraordinary choices.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-7250071319117502806?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7250071319117502806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/04/tide-feather-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/7250071319117502806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/7250071319117502806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/04/tide-feather-snow.html' title='Tide, Feather, Snow'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SfTbr8gtWuI/AAAAAAAAAVM/OWfzmNH3bbU/s72-c/0061710253.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-7469237143236487224</id><published>2009-04-26T12:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:55:17.674-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ptsd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plane crash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='author'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snowblind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survivors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cape cod'/><title type='text'>Down Around Midnight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SfSRqLsKyzI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Hwe9IxPhu50/s1600-h/0670021024.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SfSRqLsKyzI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Hwe9IxPhu50/s320/0670021024.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329044412964719410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Robert Sabbag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a fact filled, mostly unemotional account of the authors experience of a plane crash in 1979.&lt;br /&gt;It was a foggy night and after a delay, Air New England Flight #248 flight left LaGuardia  airport, bound for Hyannis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the plane went down, killing the pilot and critically injuring the co-pilot, there were ten passengers on board, including Suzanne. She was to play a significant part in the rescue of the survivors. She was in fact, quite a hero that night. The author Robert Sabbag played an important role himself, but this is described dispassionately and with no self importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book, written so many years after the actual event, gives us a unique perspective into how a single event can affect lives forever. The author began by speaking with his own family about the crash, something that had never really been done in the days immediately following. He then found and interviewed other passenger, as well as rescue personnel. The result being one of the most intriguing books I have ever read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend this book . It is an easy read, and an interesting, if not fascinating topic.&lt;br /&gt;Truth is of course stranger than fiction, and some of the events described here bear that out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-7469237143236487224?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7469237143236487224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/04/down-around-midnight.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/7469237143236487224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/7469237143236487224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/04/down-around-midnight.html' title='Down Around Midnight'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SfSRqLsKyzI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Hwe9IxPhu50/s72-c/0670021024.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-2063050186335862256</id><published>2009-04-14T07:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T07:37:44.771-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Champlain Islands ( Images of America)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SeR1MUAH9MI/AAAAAAAAAT8/yZFhV7W9fUM/s1600-h/0738562114.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SeR1MUAH9MI/AAAAAAAAAT8/yZFhV7W9fUM/s320/0738562114.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324509513846879426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Tara Liloia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.5em;"&gt;         &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;       &lt;/div&gt; This book contains beautiful pictures and good information. It was obviously well researched. This is the first of the Images of America books that I have read, but it certainly will not be the last. I have found that similar books are available for many areas of the country that I am interested in learning more about. I can only hope that they are as wonderful as the book about the Lake Champlain Islands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-2063050186335862256?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2063050186335862256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/04/by-tara-liloia-this-book-contains.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2063050186335862256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2063050186335862256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/04/by-tara-liloia-this-book-contains.html' title='Lake Champlain Islands ( Images of America)'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SeR1MUAH9MI/AAAAAAAAAT8/yZFhV7W9fUM/s72-c/0738562114.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-6739106683116231034</id><published>2009-04-12T08:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T11:08:34.233-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saints'/><title type='text'>The Mystery of Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SeHaYBwd_AI/AAAAAAAAATk/RlIQ5EN9ngM/s1600-h/da5ffae3bb4775c538eecfee10881bfc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SeHaYBwd_AI/AAAAAAAAATk/RlIQ5EN9ngM/s320/da5ffae3bb4775c538eecfee10881bfc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323776340852079618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Charles De Lint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a blurb on this book by Alice Hoffman. She said "Nobody does it better".&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually put much stock in these author blurbs, but I have to say that I agree with this one.&lt;br /&gt;I don't  remember how I found Charles De Lint, but I am grateful that I did, because as Ms Hoffman says, nobody does it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of Grace. It is a story of life and love and faith, or the loss of it.&lt;br /&gt;It is a story of friendship and commitment and death. Most of all, it is a story that reminds us, as do all of De Lint's books of the magic within us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace with her tattoos and her grease and her family, the good and the bad,, is each one of us. Grace is more aptly named than you might think at first look. Grace learns to open her heart wider than she ever believed that she could, and see truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is yet another must read in a long line of must reads by this magical author.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-6739106683116231034?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0765317567/ref=cm_cr_mts_prod_img' title='The Mystery of Grace'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6739106683116231034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/04/mystery-of-grace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6739106683116231034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6739106683116231034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/04/mystery-of-grace.html' title='The Mystery of Grace'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SeHaYBwd_AI/AAAAAAAAATk/RlIQ5EN9ngM/s72-c/da5ffae3bb4775c538eecfee10881bfc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-1296646091513419137</id><published>2009-04-11T17:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T18:00:40.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SeES3nWXAxI/AAAAAAAAATc/wsIPZNupxBk/s1600-h/9b95d62e5564a0c452730ba0754e3142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SeES3nWXAxI/AAAAAAAAATc/wsIPZNupxBk/s320/9b95d62e5564a0c452730ba0754e3142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323556981193507602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Joy Fielding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy Fielding is quite a story teller! Casey Marshall has a life that would be envied by nearly anyone. She is young, healthy, beautiful, successful, wealthy and happily married. After a lunch with her two best friends, while walking to her Lexus, she is struck and nearly killed by a speeding SUV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for the perfect life. Fielding brings the horror of being trapped helpless in your own body a new twist. While lying in a hospital bed, Casey can hear all that is said around her, and has no way to communicate to anyone that she is able to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her younger, and very troubled sister Drew visits, as do her two friends. Janine and Gail. They continue their visits throughout the months that Casey lies unable to connect with them in any way. Her husband Warren makes the decision that Casey would be happier if she were to be taken to her own home, and cared for by professionals he hires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really is a wonderful, yet horrifying and suspenseful read. It is a book that you will not want to put down, and I didn't. I have never read anything by this author before, but I absolutely will. I recommend this book to anyone who enjoys a good suspenseful story with a lot of believable twists and turns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-1296646091513419137?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1296646091513419137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/04/still-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1296646091513419137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1296646091513419137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/04/still-life.html' title='Still Life'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SeES3nWXAxI/AAAAAAAAATc/wsIPZNupxBk/s72-c/9b95d62e5564a0c452730ba0754e3142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-8665562789839160381</id><published>2009-04-11T11:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T11:06:32.087-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='critical care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life flight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PICU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>A Final Arc of Sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SeCxmReGy1I/AAAAAAAAATU/IKWl6Qeqk_4/s1600-h/8ded3043f50a336ef5b9fb37223b4404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SeCxmReGy1I/AAAAAAAAATU/IKWl6Qeqk_4/s320/8ded3043f50a336ef5b9fb37223b4404.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323450030634748754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Jennifer Culkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book has only one failing as far as I am concerned. It is far too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The episodes related in this book range from critical care for infants in PICU units, to lifesaving measures applied while being bounced around in a helicopter. Each of the stories told by the author of her experiences on the job are mirrored by other stories about her personal life. This serves to make a very compelling read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The style of this author is informal and down to earth. This is a style I enjoy when reading a memoir. It provides a sort of intimacy that is not to be found by a more formal approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will indeed recommend this book to my friends, and I will also hope for a volume II by Jennifer Culkin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-8665562789839160381?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0807072850/ref=cm_cr_mts_prod_img' title='A Final Arc of Sky'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8665562789839160381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/04/final-arc-of-sky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/8665562789839160381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/8665562789839160381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/04/final-arc-of-sky.html' title='A Final Arc of Sky'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SeCxmReGy1I/AAAAAAAAATU/IKWl6Qeqk_4/s72-c/8ded3043f50a336ef5b9fb37223b4404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-7548651043481603055</id><published>2009-04-05T08:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T08:06:00.119-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Abandonment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SdiegD5K48I/AAAAAAAAATM/w8bc_26FYz4/s1600-h/0151014140.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SdiegD5K48I/AAAAAAAAATM/w8bc_26FYz4/s320/0151014140.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321177233376338882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Peter Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Valor consists in the power of self discovery"&lt;br /&gt;There are many such quotations in the book. A book filled with both bits of wisdom and mounting horror. Caroline is a thirteen year old girl. She and her father are homeless, and living in a public forest. It doesn't take long to realize that her father is both mentally ill and very protective and loving in his own peculiar way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline is "home schooled" meaning that her father, who is not unintelligent, sees to her education. They visit the public library in the town nearest to them. Caroline has encyclopedias which she reads, and she is taught math and an odd sort of philosophy among other things, by her dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Caroline has been warned to stay out of sight at all times, they do live on public land, and inevitably, one day she is spotted. What follows is enough to give you hope that she will somehow be given an opportunity to live a more typical life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters in this book are compelling, especially Caroline. I was impressed to find a teenage girl so well portrayed by a male writer. There was something very unique about the writing style of this book, the cadence of the text. I found this book to be difficult to put down. It is so easy to become deeply involved in the story, you just want to go on and on. I will recommend this to friends, it is a very good read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-7548651043481603055?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0151014140/ref=cm_cr_mts_prod_img' title='My Abandonment'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7548651043481603055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-abandonment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/7548651043481603055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/7548651043481603055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-abandonment.html' title='My Abandonment'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SdiegD5K48I/AAAAAAAAATM/w8bc_26FYz4/s72-c/0151014140.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-7027518081159580894</id><published>2009-04-02T05:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T05:54:44.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Stranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SdSLW2Fj1cI/AAAAAAAAASM/18ndCE1JNO8/s1600-h/645607f2055f724d29e221650aecc11e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SdSLW2Fj1cI/AAAAAAAAASM/18ndCE1JNO8/s320/645607f2055f724d29e221650aecc11e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320030284423615938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Sarah Waters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this book from Amazon vine. I want to say that Sarah Waters is a favorite author of mine. I have read all of her books, and I have seen the British films made of Tipping the Velvet and Fingersmith. Wonderful on all counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thrilled to see that a new book was soon to be released, and I was particularly happy to be able to read an advance copy, and not have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story mostly takes place at Hundreds, the family estate of the Ayres family. When we are first introduced to this home it is in its heyday, the family at it's peak of social and financial success. The story takes place after the war however, a time when many estates are failing. Hundreds has not escaped this fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ayres family is doing their best to save their home. In fact, they are struggling even to keep food on the table and feed their livestock on the estate farm. The bulk of the responsibility has fallen on the shoulders of Roderick, the man of the family since his fathers passing. Roderick suffers from emotional and physical injuries sustained in a plane crash while he served his country. The burden of saving the family's home and fortune is almost impossible for him to bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline, his older sister busies herself with keeping house and caring for her mother. Roderick will not allow her to help him with what he sees as his duty to the family. Mrs Ayres has perfected the ability to live in denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are introduced to Dr. Farraday, when he is summoned to care for Betty, the young girl who works for the family. He is to play a huge role in this story and the fate of this family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sad to say that none of the characters in this novel appealed to me as much as those in her previous novels. These characters were lackluster and annoying. The story seemed to trudge along, rather than flow naturally as all of Water's other novels do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps if one has not become so enamored with the type of novels that Water's has written in the past, one would enjoy it more. I knew this was going to be a bit of a departure for her, but perhaps it is just not what she does best. I am sorry to say that I was disappointed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-7027518081159580894?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7027518081159580894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-stranger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/7027518081159580894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/7027518081159580894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-stranger.html' title='The Little Stranger'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SdSLW2Fj1cI/AAAAAAAAASM/18ndCE1JNO8/s72-c/645607f2055f724d29e221650aecc11e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-8360634938149506862</id><published>2009-03-09T19:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T19:21:00.939-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RFK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Legacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JFK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catholics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camelot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kennedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>The Kennedy Legacy: Jack, Bobby and Ted and a Family Dream Fulfilled</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SbWj847undI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/e4LfO5KLkxc/s1600-h/0230613675.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SbWj847undI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/e4LfO5KLkxc/s320/0230613675.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311331602023751122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a set="yes" linkindex="141" href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/search-handle-url/ref=ntt_athr_dp_sr_1?%5Fencoding=UTF8&amp;amp;search-type=ss&amp;amp;index=books&amp;amp;field-author=Vincent%20Bzdek"&gt;by Vincent Bzdek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just uttering that name is sure to elicit some response. I think that when it comes to the Kennedy family, it is either love or hate and little in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it has always been love. I was ten years old when JFK was killed in Dallas. Fair or unfair, I think that single act has affected my opinion of Texas ever since. The announcement was made in our school, and we were let out to go home soon after. I remember crying so hard, I could barely see my way. My father had recently walked out on us, and I felt that we lived in a very precarious world. When JFK died the feeling that nothing would ever be the same, and we would never be safe again washed over me.&lt;br /&gt;I have not altered that opinion much since that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby died on my sister's birthday...Leaving us with Ted to carry on for the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a compelling story of the Kennedy family and the manner in which these men were raised. We have all heard the stories of the Kennedys being a close, competitive, intelligent and loving family. The Kennedy Legacy presents them no differently, but does perhaps make us more aware of just how much the brothers all had each others backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a fairly comprehensive and very readable account of the gifts of this family, listing the most important changes that they have brought to our lives while working within the political system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people are well aware of jFK and RFK's legacies. Somehow it seems that despite the many years of service he has given, Ted's is often glossed over or overlooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last section of this book is devoted to Ted. I have to admit that having always been a fan of the Kennedys, my favorite of the brothers has always been Ted. Back in the eighties I worked in small town outside of Boston, and was fortunate to see Ted every three months or so when he came into our business. I found him to be jovial, friendly, respectful and just plain nice. I always looked forward to seeing him and his aide enter the room. There were times his briefcase was carried in like a try, with papers hanging out the sides, as if he was working as he walked. He made me smile, he made me laugh, and his staff was just as nice. We would take calls asking us to remind him of his next stop.. and he would accept the reminders boyishly and in a friendly manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted, like the rest of us has made a few bad decisions, but overall..I can only describe him as down to earth, friendly and a man of service and love. This book makes it very clear that Ted has worked hard all of these years. He has worked Hard for his country, and his fellow countrymen. He has worked for equality, healthcare and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a fantastic read. It is a book that not only those of us who lived during the Camelot years will enjoy, it will be appreciated by readers of all ages, young and older.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-8360634938149506862?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0230613675' title='The Kennedy Legacy: Jack, Bobby and Ted and a Family Dream Fulfilled'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8360634938149506862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/03/kennedy-legacy-jack-bobby-and-ted-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/8360634938149506862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/8360634938149506862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/03/kennedy-legacy-jack-bobby-and-ted-and.html' title='The Kennedy Legacy: Jack, Bobby and Ted and a Family Dream Fulfilled'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SbWj847undI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/e4LfO5KLkxc/s72-c/0230613675.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-3130710220372992257</id><published>2009-03-07T18:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T18:43:11.929-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeffrey Archer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mt Everest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Mallory.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical novel'/><title type='text'>Paths of Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SbMGJ4CIYII/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mUPnw-pDkxM/s1600-h/51Ol4bINHjL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SbMGJ4CIYII/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mUPnw-pDkxM/s320/51Ol4bINHjL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310595152329859202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Jeffrey Archer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of George Leigh Mallory, a novel based on history. I had never been drawn to read about Mr Mallory prior to this. I had never read anything by Jeffrey Archer either. For some reason, when given the opportunity to read this book, I enthusiastically took it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story begins when George Mallory was a child living in his fathers house. His father was a conservative clergyman of limited means who wanted to provide the best possible life for his three children. For George, this included the best education he could manage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a young age, Gorge showed a lack of fear, and a love of climbing. His father encouraged his sons sense of adventure, even to the point of accompanying him on ever more rigorous climbs, at least accompanying his as best he could. This trust and encouragement surely contributed to the self confident young man George became.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his years at school, he knew that his mountain climbing had to take a backseat to his education, and so it did. TO his satisfaction, there were others who shared his interests, thus enabling him to continue with what brought joy to his life, scaling mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became so invested in the people portrayed in this book, I had a hard time putting it down. I had a vague and passing knowledge of Mallory and his Everest climbs, but nothing more than that. After reading about his life and family, as well as his dreams. I am searching for more information on this clearly incredible man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly recommend this book to anyone who enjoys a good read, or is interested in mountaineering. I will be reading more books by this author very soon, as well as more books about George Mallory and Everest. A book that inspires a new interest is the very best kind of book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-3130710220372992257?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3130710220372992257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/03/paths-of-glory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3130710220372992257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3130710220372992257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/03/paths-of-glory.html' title='Paths of Glory'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SbMGJ4CIYII/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mUPnw-pDkxM/s72-c/51Ol4bINHjL._SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-6364019375644810039</id><published>2009-02-22T20:09:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:42:34.775-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='North America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saint of Cabora. healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mexico'/><title type='text'>The Hummingbird's Daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SaH3qeU-CWI/AAAAAAAAAQc/6eggomOCdIw/s1600-h/0316154520.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SaH3qeU-CWI/AAAAAAAAAQc/6eggomOCdIw/s320/0316154520.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305794145086736738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.waterbridgereview.org/092006/cnv_urrea.php"&gt;Luis Alberto Urrea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author, at the end of this work of wonderous  and beautiful fiction, this  history, tells us it is the result of 20 years of historical and cultural research for the this book. It is the story of Teresa Urrea, also known as The Saint                 of Cabora. It is a story that was carried down through his family for many generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes you from the days before her birth, a fatherless child, in a hut with a dirt floor through her childhood, her life and so much more. This is a work of history, of spirituality and religion, of war, love hate and betrayal. It is a story of God, and healing and deep humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teresita, as she was called was eased from her mother's womb by Huila, a midwife and healer. At the moment of her birth, she was recognized as a gifted child. One who would be a healer in her own right, in the years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abandoned by her mother, she lived a life of poverty and abuse with her mothers sister and that sister's own children. It was only after an episode of extreme abuse that Huila took the child under her own protection, and saw to it that her life would be eased. Huila not only looked into her eyes and saw a gifted girlchild, but knew who her father had been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circumstances forced her to leave the only home she had ever know, and follow Don Tomas' Urrea to a new home, and a new life. Her aunt chose another path, which freed her to live with Huila, whom she learned to love and respect. Huila was free to become the teacher the child Teresita was waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words to describe the terrible beauty of this book fail me. It is a book filled with love, with hate, with food and music, with worship and heresy ( but not where you expect it to be). It is a tale of  opportunities, war , betrayal and martyrdom, joy and earthiness. This is a book that should sit on a shelf in every readers home. It is one to read again and again. IT is a book with no need for a sequel, as to read it again is to read more, learn more and see more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-6364019375644810039?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.luisurrea.com/books/books.php' title='The Hummingbird&apos;s Daughter'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6364019375644810039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/02/hummingbirds-daughter.html#comment-form' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6364019375644810039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6364019375644810039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/02/hummingbirds-daughter.html' title='The Hummingbird&apos;s Daughter'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SaH3qeU-CWI/AAAAAAAAAQc/6eggomOCdIw/s72-c/0316154520.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-6445477094880023580</id><published>2009-01-31T11:19:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T11:32:27.649-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweepstakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sara Gruen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water for Elaphants'/><title type='text'>Chance to dine with Sara Gruen, author of Water for Elephants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SYR7uHVizuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/YMLKat1zMFQ/s1600-h/sara-gruen-water-for-elephants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SYR7uHVizuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/YMLKat1zMFQ/s400/sara-gruen-water-for-elephants.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297495093868154594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Algonquin Books is holding a huge&lt;a href="http://www.parade.com/opencms/campaign/enterCampaignOne?campaignId=01"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parade.com/opencms/campaign/enterCampaignOne?campaignId=01"&gt;sweepstakes&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1565125606/ref=nosim/librarythin08-20"&gt;Water for Elephants,&lt;/a&gt; which is being sponsored by &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.parade.com/opencms/campaign/enterCampaignOne?campaignId=01"&gt;Parade&lt;/a&gt; magazine. The &lt;a href="http://www.parade.com/parade-picks/2009/paradePickIndex.html"&gt;sweepstakes&lt;/a&gt; will be awarded to a book club (max. 5 members) and prizes include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Round-trip airfare to Asheville, NC&lt;br /&gt;--Two nights’ lodging at the Inn on Biltmore Estate&lt;br /&gt;--Ground transportation&lt;br /&gt;--Dinner with Water for Elephants author Sara Gruen&lt;br /&gt;--Signed copies of Water for Elephants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parade.com/opencms/campaign/enterCampaignOne?campaignId=01"&gt;ENTER NOW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-6445477094880023580?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.parade.com/opencms/campaign/enterCampaignOne?campaignId=01' title='Chance to dine with Sara Gruen, author of Water for Elephants'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6445477094880023580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/01/chance-to-dine-with-sara-gruen-author.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6445477094880023580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6445477094880023580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/01/chance-to-dine-with-sara-gruen-author.html' title='Chance to dine with Sara Gruen, author of Water for Elephants'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SYR7uHVizuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/YMLKat1zMFQ/s72-c/sara-gruen-water-for-elephants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-993163941323249316</id><published>2009-01-30T21:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T07:20:53.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Seance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SYOwvZloXvI/AAAAAAAAAQE/f4yWaQzxpn0/s1600-h/0151012032.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SYOwvZloXvI/AAAAAAAAAQE/f4yWaQzxpn0/s400/0151012032.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297271915086896882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by John Harwood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what comes to mind. Too much to the story. The story is too convoluted. Too many twist and turns. It strikes me that more depth could have been provided rather than more characters. It became difficult to keep track of who was who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some characters seemed to simply drop out of the story without explanation.They did reappear, abruptly and just as abruptly brought the threads of the story together.To me this story is reminiscent of Wilke Collins, THE WOMAN IN WHITE, but not quite uo to that standard. I had high hopes for this book up until the halfway point, when the meandering of the story seemed to get out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A running theme was the appearance both desired and undesired of spirits, or ghosts. There were fraudulent mediums and gifted ones. Marriages not blessed by love, broken families and blackmail. It was exhausting rather than entertaining. I cannot think of a single person that I would recommend this book to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-993163941323249316?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/993163941323249316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/01/seance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/993163941323249316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/993163941323249316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/01/seance.html' title='The Seance'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SYOwvZloXvI/AAAAAAAAAQE/f4yWaQzxpn0/s72-c/0151012032.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-6591382969397119098</id><published>2009-01-03T18:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T05:58:03.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reliable Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SdSMJ_v95aI/AAAAAAAAASc/GHE6LFn8tD4/s1600-h/1565125967.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SdSMJ_v95aI/AAAAAAAAASc/GHE6LFn8tD4/s320/1565125967.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320031163190732194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by  Robert Goolrick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just a story about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will have to make up your own mind. This is a compelling story woven within the lives of A lonely man, a broken woman and sorrow. But there is more. There is love, joy, and contentment.&lt;br /&gt;by Robert Goolrick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is interwoven with emotion. There are so many twists and turns the reader is left feeling amazement, but never left unbelieving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lives of Ralph and Catherine have been flawed and empty for many years. The story of their coming together, a poor young woman and a hollow man of wealth is one that will pull you in from the beginning. You keep reading to see where the next turn takes you and and when you find out, you read more because you are so drawn into the complexity of characters and plot that closing the covers of this book begins to feel physically impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens to this couple, for so they have become, and the people around them is labyrinth. For me, I was anxious to find my way out, and reluctant to leave it behind. This books is a keeper. I believe it will become a classic piece of literature that will be discussed, shared, read and read again. I will recommend it to everyone I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-6591382969397119098?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6591382969397119098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/01/reliable-wife.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6591382969397119098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6591382969397119098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2009/01/reliable-wife.html' title='A Reliable Wife'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SdSMJ_v95aI/AAAAAAAAASc/GHE6LFn8tD4/s72-c/1565125967.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-6252270180188868163</id><published>2008-11-16T10:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:05:37.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>shelter me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SSA22V6oEiI/AAAAAAAAAPI/zmW2RJjvir4/s1600-h/0061673390.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SSA22V6oEiI/AAAAAAAAAPI/zmW2RJjvir4/s400/0061673390.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269271871247356450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Juliette Fay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass kicking widow? Loving mother? Betrayed daughter? Vulnerable friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these and more. When this book came my way as an advance copy I expected it to be an interesting and light read. It is. It is that and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janie is a thirty something mother of two small children who lost her husband in a freak accident.There are many ways to lose a loved one, but to lose a soulmate with no time to say good-bye has to rank as one of the most difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expected to find a story that was sad and depressing and maybe a little difficult to read. Sad was there,betrayal, vulnerability and fear were all there. And humor. There is lots of humor. Hard to believe I know, considering the basic story. But difficult, no...no. I was drawn into this story, and found myself caring about the characters immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janie is strong, hurt but strong. When she was young, she simply did not believe that she would be one of those women who found true love and a happy life. But she did. She found a man who was able to "Get" her. To understand where she was coming from and to support her, love her and be a wonderful father to their children, Dylan and Carly. Her life had become so much more than she expected. Then he was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fatal decision, a moment in time and he was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly a single mom who felt broken, she was carrying on as best she could. She had a wonderful supportive family behind her. Cormac, her cousin and a variety of slightly nutty but caring relatives and friends. Counseling from her priest was at first just an annoyance, but became more, much to her surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life was not through with surprising her, or testing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book will land on my KEEPER shelf with the books never to give away and to read again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be another book I will recommend and in fact give as a gift to friends. I have said before that I love stories about strong women. Women who do not let the stumbles on lifes path get them down. I love Janie and her family and friends and I know you will too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-6252270180188868163?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6252270180188868163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/11/shelter-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6252270180188868163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6252270180188868163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/11/shelter-me.html' title='shelter me'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SSA22V6oEiI/AAAAAAAAAPI/zmW2RJjvir4/s72-c/0061673390.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-4816692223885733857</id><published>2008-11-14T19:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:05:36.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Irish Country Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SR4SJotz98I/AAAAAAAAAPA/5QNoIN8HHPg/s1600-h/0765320703.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SR4SJotz98I/AAAAAAAAAPA/5QNoIN8HHPg/s400/0765320703.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268668570827749314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by Patrick Taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not have been more pleasantly surprised. The characters in the novel are gentle, kind and good.&lt;br /&gt;Barry Laverty, the associate doctor compliments the older more curmudgeonly Dr. Fingal O'Reilly. The story of the practice these two share in a small Irish town very simply warms the heart. As the story flows we hear about the path these men take to become who and where they are today, and what Mrs Kinkaid has to do with it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an easy manner this story is from the home and office of these two gentle doctors, into the lives and homes of the people who count on them. Each family has its own story, and some of them are hard indeed. That it is the holidays makes these stories all the more compelling. It is impossible not to feel drawn to Donal and Susan a set of newlyweds with typical issues but a far from typical history. Similarly, Sonny and Maggie but they are anything but typical. Unusual in appearance they turn out to be angels in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eileen who does factory work to keep family and home after her husband leaves them and never looks back. Her three little ones are expecting a visit from Father Christmas. Will it take a miracle for him to appear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enchanting and engrossing, this is a perfect read for this special time of year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-4816692223885733857?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4816692223885733857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/11/irish-country-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4816692223885733857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4816692223885733857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/11/irish-country-christmas.html' title='An Irish Country Christmas'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SR4SJotz98I/AAAAAAAAAPA/5QNoIN8HHPg/s72-c/0765320703.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-49169686320633620</id><published>2008-11-08T18:22:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T07:33:57.287-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salmon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exxon Valdez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strength'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishermen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wildlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supreme court rulings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alaska'/><title type='text'>Not One Drop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SRYhC9inwcI/AAAAAAAAAO4/NKLXzwye9bU/s1600-h/not.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SRYhC9inwcI/AAAAAAAAAO4/NKLXzwye9bU/s400/not.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266433149019603394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Riki Ott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story that began on Friday March 24, 1989.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the day that the oil tanker Exxon Valdez spilled many millions of gallons of oil into the sound, and began one of the biggest corporate cover-ups and political shames in the history of this country. The day that a nightmare began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book tells the tale of this unwilling journey undertaken by the town of Cordova Alaska, by its families, small businesses and not least of all the wildlife of this microcosm of American Life. People like you and me who wanted nothing more than to work, to live and to seek happiness in their corner of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main characters of this story, Riki , Dan, Sam and Linden and their children put faces on the misery, on the loss, pain and fear. You will not find a just collection of data here. You will learn about the people who endured this tragedy and fought for years to bring life back to their home. Never giving up but always giving. Helping each other is truly a way of life in Cordova. That is one thing that has not changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took five years for the "speedy trial" of Exxon to take it into the courts. A ruling finally came down and was of course appealed. It was February 2008 before Exxon's appeals reached the Supreme Court, and June of 2008 before they ruled. That a ruling reduced the amount of punitive damages to 10% of the original ruling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are fish in the sound these days, but it is not the same. I will never be the same. The herring have not rebounded, it may take many years for that. The people are another story. They have carried on. They have found their way through some very bad times. Life changing times. But most of them found a way to survive, to not give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is a reminder that what happened to the people of Alaska could happen to any of us during this time when the rights of the individual matter far less than those of the corporations. What was brought to the attention of the country and the world by what happened when the Exxon Valdez bled oil into the waters off Alaska, was only the beginning. The last chapters admonish us to step away from our televisions, climb out of our cocoons and get involved with our communities, our politics and our country as a means to save our own way of live and indeed, our republic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very timely, as this book comes to us at a time when our country is experiencing a surge of renewal. A time when our rights have suffered blow after blow, but we find ourselves ready to once again stand up and fight for ourselves and our country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-49169686320633620?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1933392584/ref=cm_cr_mts_prod_img' title='Not One Drop'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/49169686320633620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-one-drop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/49169686320633620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/49169686320633620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-one-drop.html' title='Not One Drop'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SRYhC9inwcI/AAAAAAAAAO4/NKLXzwye9bU/s72-c/not.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-4795759684356940694</id><published>2008-11-01T18:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:16:46.321-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='British'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='betrayal'/><title type='text'>Another Mother's Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SQzVF2CHfLI/AAAAAAAAAOA/j1K2Nuv5g5o/s1600-h/41wa6CCY8mL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SQzVF2CHfLI/AAAAAAAAAOA/j1K2Nuv5g5o/s320/41wa6CCY8mL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263816360869723314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Rowan Coleman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a British novel. I tend to enjoy books these books because there is a subtle difference between them and the books written by Americans. In fact, that difference may be subtlety itself. I often find the stories to be more charming than those by Americans. The same reason I enjoy British films, I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, this was a good story of two friends and a life circumstance ( read: man) that came between them. Most of the story of these two woman as youngsters, and then young women is told in flashbacks. The lives that they are living today, years after that final, crushing separation are compared. Such different paths they have traveled to bring them to the same crossroads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they are both young mothers, they are both taken aback when they meet at this crossroad of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;It is the last thing either has ever expected to happen. Their children, daughters are becoming friends in much the same way that they did so many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of the possibility of renewing their friendship. Can it ever be as good as it once was?&lt;br /&gt;It is a story of families, and frailties and the ability to trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to go home again is a question we often come across, because it is really a question with no answer. Or perhaps a question with too many asnwers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this in one afternoon, as I was drawn in and wanted to find out what happened to Catherine and Alison.&lt;br /&gt;Many of us have had a good friend from childhood lost to time, or circumstance. That is what drew me in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad I read it and will pick up The Accidental Mother by the same author.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a good read that I will recommend to friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-4795759684356940694?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4795759684356940694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-mothers-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4795759684356940694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4795759684356940694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-mothers-life.html' title='Another Mother&apos;s Life'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SQzVF2CHfLI/AAAAAAAAAOA/j1K2Nuv5g5o/s72-c/41wa6CCY8mL._SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-3282754435709587077</id><published>2008-10-26T20:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:25:03.145-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennessee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live'/><title type='text'>Heart In The Right Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SQUKIL4odFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KFoFoHVBjWE/s1600-h/1565124871.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SQUKIL4odFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KFoFoHVBjWE/s320/1565124871.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261622875397846098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Carolyn Jourdan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hardly know where to begin. This is a beautiful story of a loving family and a very special community. It is a story of a woman who finds her truest self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carolyn Jourdan was a high profile attorney who worked on Capitol Hill. She drove a Mercedes, and had a high profile circle of friends. She knew all of the important people, and they knew her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A family emergency sent her back to the hills of Tennessee, for a few days. It wasn't easy. She missed her place in DC from almost the first moment she was away. Her best friend was there. Her life and work were there. She was somebody there...or was she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the days and then weeks passed, far longer than she had expected or planned, Carolyn began to see things just a little differently. She had always wanted to help others, but had seen it more as a grand scheme. Helping many at one time. Making a difference . But is is more important to make a difference to many people at one time than it is to do so one by one. That was a conundrum she had trouble solving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved each and every one of the people I met in this book. There were tears in my eyes more than once. A story filled with compassion, love and faith that will have a firm place on my small self of books that are to be read again and again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-3282754435709587077?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3282754435709587077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/10/heart-in-right-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3282754435709587077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3282754435709587077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/10/heart-in-right-place.html' title='Heart In The Right Place'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SQUKIL4odFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KFoFoHVBjWE/s72-c/1565124871.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-5990782718731364742</id><published>2008-10-26T20:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:23:01.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah's Key</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SQUJsLzK6ZI/AAAAAAAAANw/YWq63WNEUBo/s1600-h/51vC-l5Es1L._AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SQUJsLzK6ZI/AAAAAAAAANw/YWq63WNEUBo/s320/51vC-l5Es1L._AA240_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261622394338601362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Tatiana de Rosnay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Story of Sarah, a little girl who even when terrified herself, looks to protect her little brother.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah was taken away from her home, and then from her parents when French police gathered Jewish families, to send them to their deaths simply for who they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of neighbors betraying neighbors. People who closed their hearts to the people they had known for years, for the reward of some cash in hand and perhaps their own safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story of love and compassion. Heros in every day life who took it upon themselves to save little children. Particularly one family who took one such child to their hearts and into their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah's Key tells the story of Julia. A woman who comes into her own when she too, stands up for a child and saves a life. It reminds us how fragile life is, and how many ways our own lives are entangled with the lives of others. It begins in 1942 in France, and ends more than sixty years later . It is a story of horror and death,   It is a story of love and life and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was invested in the characters from page one. By the time I closed this book, they were friends that I will miss, but will visit again. I will recommend this book to others, many others. This is a book that I will give as a gift, share with my children and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatiana de Rosnay has a way with words that is rarely found these days. Mere words become a story well told,  and told with a delicate touch. I look forward to whatever she offers us next, and thank her for this tale well told.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-5990782718731364742?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5990782718731364742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/10/sarahs-key.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/5990782718731364742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/5990782718731364742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/10/sarahs-key.html' title='Sarah&apos;s Key'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SQUJsLzK6ZI/AAAAAAAAANw/YWq63WNEUBo/s72-c/51vC-l5Es1L._AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-5966179895939449993</id><published>2008-10-26T20:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:19:28.307-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marcello in the Real World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SQUIrcFkv5I/AAAAAAAAANo/nQTfAlO5M5Q/s1600-h/51xjrNqV0wL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SQUIrcFkv5I/AAAAAAAAANo/nQTfAlO5M5Q/s320/51xjrNqV0wL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261621282019262354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by Francisco Stork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I considered saying that this is a wonderful book about a young man with disabilities. But that wouldn't be quite correct. Marcello does indeed see the world differently, but would I call it a disability? Not for Marcello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about saying that this is a coming of age story. That is true, almost. Marcello does indeed find the strength within himself to see the world differently. In all of its ugliness and sad reality. So in this way, I guess he did go through a coming of age period, or at least began to find the strength he will need to make a place for himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of an extraordinary young man. A teenager who sees things differently, and thinks about what it is he sees. Really thinks. And finds understanding. He grows up in a family where he is embraced by his mother and sister for who he is, and who he can be. He is taught in an environment where there is no judgment, just unconditional acceptance.  When the time comes for him to be tested, these all serve him well in finding his strength, his place in the world, his happiness and perhaps his love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcello drew me in immediately. He and his family mattered to me. I so wanted him to be more than fiction, and I am sure that somewhere, he is. Marcello in the Real World is a wonderful book. I read it in one long session, because i couldn't make myself leave. I had to know how he faired. I couldn't step away before reaching the end of his story. But as with all good stories, there is no ending here. It is all about beginnings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-5966179895939449993?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5966179895939449993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/10/marcello-in-real-world.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/5966179895939449993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/5966179895939449993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/10/marcello-in-real-world.html' title='Marcello in the Real World'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SQUIrcFkv5I/AAAAAAAAANo/nQTfAlO5M5Q/s72-c/51xjrNqV0wL._SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-6983437210876164270</id><published>2008-10-05T19:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T19:48:33.972-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunnies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parrots depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ducks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal advocacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love.'/><title type='text'>Enslaved by Ducks and Fowl Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOlRg_6YOKI/AAAAAAAAANY/piOzV9Gtaug/s1600-h/1565124502.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOlRg_6YOKI/AAAAAAAAANY/piOzV9Gtaug/s320/1565124502.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253820067658348706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOlRbeEUZQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/E-3Agz5Kt1Y/s1600-h/1565125029.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOlRbeEUZQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/E-3Agz5Kt1Y/s320/1565125029.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253819972673889538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Bob Tarte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an entertaining read. Enslaved by Ducks is the first of two books telling the story of Bob Tarte, His wife and family of pets. The author tells of being a young man who was completely disinterested in the animal kingdom to someone who has learned the joys of life with pets after being dragged kicking and screaming into this knowledge by his wife Linda. Linda is a unique individual whose empathy with animals is legendary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their story is told by Bob himself in such a humorous and entertaining way that fifty pages into this book I had purchased the next one, Fowl Weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Tarte's second book about his life with ducks, ( cats, parrots, bunnies and more) was just as compelling as the first. I enjoyed learning more about his wife Linda and his best friend Bob. This book was a little more about  finding his way in in the world while in the throes of depression after losing his father and more members of his animal kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;He appears more vulnerable and unsure, but never fails to have his life brightened and gilded by Linda and his pet family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of us who have grappled with depression can find many ways to connect with his feelings, and the occasional feeling that his life was whirling out of control. He is more fortunate than some, with a good support system of family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of these books will make you laugh out loud, and shed a tear. I know that they did that for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to review these two books together as I read them back to back, as the should be read I think. They are great stand alone reads but much better together. I am hoping for book three&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-6983437210876164270?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6983437210876164270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/10/enslaved-by-ducks-and-fowl-weather.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6983437210876164270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6983437210876164270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/10/enslaved-by-ducks-and-fowl-weather.html' title='Enslaved by Ducks and Fowl Weather'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOlRg_6YOKI/AAAAAAAAANY/piOzV9Gtaug/s72-c/1565124502.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-6634581616957163992</id><published>2008-10-04T16:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T16:37:12.525-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Through Walls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOfTmdMOspI/AAAAAAAAAMw/uNbR580YbRo/s1600-h/1416542949.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOfTmdMOspI/AAAAAAAAAMw/uNbR580YbRo/s320/1416542949.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253400147975385746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Philip Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked forward to this book after reading the description on Amazon. It sounded charming and&lt;br /&gt;funny. I looked for it to be an entertaining read. I found myself at the end of the book and still not caring about any of the family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it happens I am a believer in energy healing and many things mentioned here in the book. It seemed to me that more often than not such things were made to look ridiculous. The family was composed of the oft confused Philip, who grew up to be rather self centered and spoiled. His mom who tottered through her days on high heels with her head in the clouds, pretending to be someone she was not. Dad seemed to have most of the redeeming qualities although it was he who was most often made to look silly, and frankly, he often was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a book can be redeemed by its underlying tone. The tone of Walking Through Walls seemed a little whiney to me. I am sure that this family was in reality much nicer than this book made them seem. I dislike giving books a review that isn't positive, and so I try to find at least one positive thing about these reads.&lt;br /&gt;With this book, I am sure that there are those who will find it more entertaining than I did. It was nowhere near as depressing or shocking as Running With Scissors. It just turned out to be much like the oft mentioned brown rice. Rather dull.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-6634581616957163992?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6634581616957163992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/10/walking-through-walls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6634581616957163992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6634581616957163992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/10/walking-through-walls.html' title='Walking Through Walls'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOfTmdMOspI/AAAAAAAAAMw/uNbR580YbRo/s72-c/1416542949.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-2796431736588263864</id><published>2008-09-22T17:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T07:25:47.897-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drowning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bookshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tragedy'/><title type='text'>Goldengrove</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SNgPYcTVQ0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/xZCqNmzvXPs/s1600-h/rv_goldengrove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SNgPYcTVQ0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/xZCqNmzvXPs/s200/rv_goldengrove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248962278288868162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Francine Prose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd allowed myself to drift into that hushed and watery border zone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is an example of the word pictures created by Francine Prose. This is a story of sadness and loss, grief and discovery. A story told in the voice of Nico, the sister left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nico's family struggles to survive the death of a beloved child. A whimsical, talented and loving girl just beginning to become a woman. The angst and the fear that it could have been prevented if only something were different, or someone had done or not done this or that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, this is a story that has been told before, but rarely in such a compelling and beguiling way. I read Goldengrove in one sitting. I had to know how it ended for Nico. It is her story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-2796431736588263864?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2796431736588263864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/09/goldengrove.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2796431736588263864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2796431736588263864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/09/goldengrove.html' title='Goldengrove'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SNgPYcTVQ0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/xZCqNmzvXPs/s72-c/rv_goldengrove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-6991023551801779622</id><published>2008-09-21T16:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T16:43:58.913-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital ship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WWII'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shipwreck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nurses'/><title type='text'>Beside A burning Sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SNaxFVwXDTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/vYfiswKqkrI/s1600-h/61O2uqauV3L._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SNaxFVwXDTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/vYfiswKqkrI/s320/61O2uqauV3L._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248577121044335922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will know that great lives have been lived and that our memories will forever bind us together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ends Beside a Burning Sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writer is an excellent storyteller. I must admit that once I had this book in my hands, I was not expecting much. Between the choosing and the reality The description had lost its draw. I decided to carry on and have a look, and stepped into a story well worth reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within a very few pages I realized that I already cared about the characters. Isabelle and Annie are sisters. Nurses serving on the hospital ship Benevolence, during WWII. They cared for Americans and Japanese alike. In fact it was a Japanese man who was in their care when the torpedo struck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atrocities have always been part of war. In this case a Japanese plane purposely torpedoed this hospital ship.&lt;br /&gt;Within seconds water came to the waists of the sisters. That they could only try to save themselves was immediately clear to the Japanese patient, Akira.It was then that he became the caretaker and helped the sisters to leave the quickly sinking ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Captain, husband to Isabelle, also managed to survive. He was on deck when the attack occurred and found himself in the water. He and only a few others survived, and all found themselves swimming for a nearby island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This group of people bonded and found a way to survive. The story takes place over a remarkable eighteen days. Days when life, death, and love would make an everlasting impression on the small group of survivors.&lt;br /&gt;This is a story that will draw you in and characters who will sty with you for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not hesitate to take this one on. It is beautifully written, with a sensitivity that will have you searching for more books by this author.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-6991023551801779622?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6991023551801779622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/09/beside-burning-sea.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6991023551801779622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6991023551801779622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/09/beside-burning-sea.html' title='Beside A burning Sea'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SNaxFVwXDTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/vYfiswKqkrI/s72-c/61O2uqauV3L._SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-3192732624099641848</id><published>2008-08-11T13:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T13:04:19.478-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfect pitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teacher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abuse'/><title type='text'>The Music Teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SKBw_setaTI/AAAAAAAAAJA/HiNH0ho-wq0/s1600-h/1565124634.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SKBw_setaTI/AAAAAAAAAJA/HiNH0ho-wq0/s320/1565124634.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233307006578551090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Barbara Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a book that is rather hard for me to define. It is, most of all, a book about a woman that never really knew who she was. Even by age forty, Pearl was unable to define herself  with any confidence. It seemed to me that she was moving purposelessly through life, waiting for someone else to tell her what her life's purpose was to be. This was perhaps due to the fact that she was allowed to drift through her childhood without the anchor of love and security that she craved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An intuitive and empathetic woman, she taught music in a small music store. The other characters were mostly other musicians who put in some time working behind the counter of this small independent music shop. They were an idiosyncratic crew, brilliant like so many artists, and flawed like all people everywhere. Rather than developing any close friendships, they seemed to be at odds with each other, for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearl's interaction with the children that she taught was an important aspect of this novel . She came closest to feeling as if she could define herself when she was teaching. Without a doubt she was a caring teacher at times. Other times found her as much at odds with her students as she was with her colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters are compelling and rich. For this reason, it is well worth reading. The story itself is well told and a bonus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-3192732624099641848?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3192732624099641848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/08/music-teacher.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3192732624099641848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3192732624099641848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/08/music-teacher.html' title='The Music Teacher'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SKBw_setaTI/AAAAAAAAAJA/HiNH0ho-wq0/s72-c/1565124634.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-4543229244627998054</id><published>2008-08-10T12:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T13:17:09.662-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reincarnation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='democrats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='republicans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>American Savior: A Novel of Divine Politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SJ8c5F59uSI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7zlCtz1zh7s/s1600-h/88c33df37fbf38255855d35bbec9f896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SJ8c5F59uSI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7zlCtz1zh7s/s320/88c33df37fbf38255855d35bbec9f896.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232933059191224610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Roland Merullo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ for President of the United States. I expected this book to be entertaining, somewhat amusing, maybe Pratchett like. I was right. I was also wrong. This was a fascinating political satire that challenges our political system, the media and indeed our very culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does this in a way that is certainly entertaining. At times it is amusing. But essentially, it is so much more. This book forces us to look more deeply into our beliefs, and the way we live and behave. It forces the reader to see that there are options and that perhaps more than options, possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would the country be like if we chose kindness over cruelty. Generosity over greed. Truth over lies.&lt;br /&gt;Compelling stuff. It had the effect of making me more dissatisfied than ever with the status quo. I miss more than ever, something that we never really had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this book. It doesn't preach to you. It is a quick read, it won't strain your brain, it will make you smile. It is certainly an easy read. But when you close the cover after you have read the last word. You will feel better about yourself. You will know just a little bit more about love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-4543229244627998054?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4543229244627998054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/08/american-savior-novel-of-divine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4543229244627998054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4543229244627998054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/08/american-savior-novel-of-divine.html' title='American Savior: A Novel of Divine Politics'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SJ8c5F59uSI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7zlCtz1zh7s/s72-c/88c33df37fbf38255855d35bbec9f896.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-6774182560609417095</id><published>2008-08-08T15:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T15:55:44.071-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='necklace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diamonds'/><title type='text'>The Necklace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SJyksizfGQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/j36cuRVFYm0/s1600-h/0345500717.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SJyksizfGQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/j36cuRVFYm0/s320/0345500717.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232237952261626114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Cheryl Jarvis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a literary work of art. It is a work of art all the same. Thirteen women whose lives were changed because of what began as a simple leap of faith and what might seem to be a frivolity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each woman has a chapter that describes who she was, and who she has become due to her commitment to be more. A commitment that began with the necklace and moved forward because of a strength it ingited within them. An unspoken agreement that came as part a parcel of the investment in a piece of fine jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read through each chapter I was filled more and more with admiration and hope born of this sisterhood. I felt my own part in it simply as a woman who has reached maturity and a certain contentment and wisdom . These women took what they had of that, shared it,  and then they soared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The women who owned Jewelia became more than friends, They became a force. A force for rising above, and for doing good. A force for taking small positive steps and making a big difference. This is a book that women of all ages need to read, share and read again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-6774182560609417095?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6774182560609417095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/08/necklace.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6774182560609417095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6774182560609417095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/08/necklace.html' title='The Necklace'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SJyksizfGQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/j36cuRVFYm0/s72-c/0345500717.01._SX140_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-2180197293475148430</id><published>2008-08-07T19:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T20:15:29.136-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puzzles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical'/><title type='text'>The Fire: A Novel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SJuMRH9pr7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/-3Jgaq7tdAw/s1600-h/fdf122b015f189f301fb4d6348599c68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SJuMRH9pr7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/-3Jgaq7tdAw/s320/fdf122b015f189f301fb4d6348599c68.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231929617944260530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Katherine Neville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sequel to the novel The Eight, The fire continues a saga involving a treasure of immeasurable worth.&lt;br /&gt;A treasure that was handed down through the centuries. One that was protected at all cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read The Eight only a week or two ago. I felt that it was a good story that was somewhat buried under far too many plot twists, details and historical figures. This was not a problem in the sequel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book not only allows us to catch up with the characters we had become involved with whole reading the Eight, but introduced more characters to the Game of protecting the treasure. Cat Velis has a daughter now, a young lady who is as spirited as her mother had once been, A daughter born to play the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also find new and equally compelling characters whose family legacies were entwined with The Game. I found some of the methods of communication puzzling, and I do not use that word lightly. Both books were full of obscure references and many puzzles that only the author and presumably chess masters would be able to decipher. Often, I felt, to a point where they became distracting, and sometimes annoying. Nothing was ever clear cut or honest within these families. Nothing was ever as it seemed. Again, I felt it was just a little much. I do not know how any family could survive so much deceit, much less thrive within those constraining boundaries. Where even a childhood friend was not as what they seemed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said all of that. The basic story was an interesting one. At first I thought that this book would be same story different characters, and that proved to not be so. There were original twists and turns here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, one of the hallmarks of an excellent read is the question. Would you recommend this book.&lt;br /&gt;For The Fire, as well as The Eight, I would have to say no. Even though my bookoholic friends are enthusiastic about many different genres.. I honestly cannot think of one who would be interested in devoting the hours that it takes to read these books. Despite the fact that it is, as I said, a good story, it required far to much time for too little payoff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-2180197293475148430?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2180197293475148430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/08/fire-novel.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2180197293475148430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2180197293475148430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/08/fire-novel.html' title='The Fire: A Novel.'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SJuMRH9pr7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/-3Jgaq7tdAw/s72-c/fdf122b015f189f301fb4d6348599c68.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-8792905454646783339</id><published>2008-08-05T16:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T16:29:07.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SJi4DbFRTrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/qaZ8xo5Rq28/s1600-h/9780765321701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SJi4DbFRTrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/qaZ8xo5Rq28/s320/9780765321701.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231133336139812530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/kathleenwagner/Desktop/9780765321701.jpg" alt="" /&gt;By Eric Van Lusbader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one president is about to leave office and inauguration day looms for the next man to take that office, the country is in turmoil. In a novel apparently meant to use the events following 9/11 and the inept leadership in place at that time in history, terrorism is of course, a theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is fraught with allusions to terrorism and the lame duck president seems to see a terrorist behind every bush. When reality proves that they are not there, his insistence simply trumps reality. Thus we are taken on a merry chase for terrorists, real and imagined. What is real is that the daughter of the president elect has been kidnapped. Whether or not she survives is made very clear in the first pages of this book. The rest is the convoluted tale of this kidnapping and its results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thread, no, rather the wide ribbon of religion that runs throughout this story often strikes a discordant not, cropping up in conversations and situations where rather than enhancing, it distracts. This was a promising story that for me failed to thrill but some mystery did indeed remain. Although the reader may believe that the ending would lead us in a certain direction, instead it was a good solid surprising end. Sadly, I found the finish to be the best of the book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-8792905454646783339?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8792905454646783339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-daughter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/8792905454646783339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/8792905454646783339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-daughter.html' title='First Daughter'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SJi4DbFRTrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/qaZ8xo5Rq28/s72-c/9780765321701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-5862231574777402256</id><published>2008-07-18T17:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T17:12:12.834-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='titanic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NDE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='research'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='near death experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life after death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindenberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disasters'/><title type='text'>Passage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SIEHC2tljrI/AAAAAAAAAHw/59POX9WHPh0/s1600-h/11111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SIEHC2tljrI/AAAAAAAAAHw/59POX9WHPh0/s320/11111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224464788354338482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Connie Willis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a gripping story. The characters are realistic and compelling. Willis manages to tell this story about NDE research, that has you longing for an answer, yet nearly consumed with compassion for her characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne is working on researches NDEs from a scientific and psychological point of view. She is hampered by the intrusion of an author who is more interested in selling books and saying what he thinks people want to hear than in producing an honest report of what happens during these near death experiences. He leads patients on and implants ideas, thus contaminating the information Joanne is trying to garner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The arrival on the scene of yet another NDE reasearcher would seem improbable in a single hospital setting, yet somehow Dr Wrights appearance is blended carefully enough into the storyline that it makes perfect sense. He is researching near death experiences from a physical cause point of view. Joanna teams up with Dr Wright and things start happening pretty cquickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wright and Joanna carefully compile a lot of information that seems to be going nowhere. Their team of volunteers begins to fall apart. Even though they are working with the same information, it looks like they are both being led in different directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an edge of the seat read for anyone who likes Willis, or is interested in NDE's. The ending is just that. I was completely unable to guess where it would all lead until the last page ended. And still, She leaves it to you to draw your own conclusions . I heartily recommend this book!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-5862231574777402256?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/5862231574777402256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/07/passage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/5862231574777402256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/5862231574777402256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/07/passage.html' title='Passage'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SIEHC2tljrI/AAAAAAAAAHw/59POX9WHPh0/s72-c/11111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-848099883759432698</id><published>2008-07-13T08:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T11:51:27.938-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ARC Harper Collins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lace making'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abuse'/><title type='text'>The Lace Reader</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SHn44qzGsNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0yHteTsoock/s1600-h/11111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SHn44qzGsNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0yHteTsoock/s320/11111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222478895357800658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Brunonia Barry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning this story is like leaning back into a soft feather bed on a winters night. I am breathless with anticipation as each page ends and I turn to the next. I want more, and I want it now. But also, I dread coming to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the breeze blowing my hair back from my face, and smell that northern sea. There is nothing like it. I watch the bricks of Salem passing under my feet. I am there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towner is the main character. Her story is no less compelling or real than those of the others in the book. Eva, May, even Ann one of the more renowned witches in town all have their own equally strong personalities and stories. Mostly, it is about the Whitney family, life in a small town, and the injuries we all suffer as we make our way through life. It is the story of life through the eyes of Sophya, who takes the the name Towner in a desperate attempt to distance herself from things she cannot bear to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May lives on Yellow Dog Island, and her home is a sanctuary for abused women. Emma, her half sister lives there as well. They work the land for food, and they make lace. The Whitney family woman all read lace. It is a family gift, or curse depending on how each woman sees the lace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towner is living in California until a call from her brother draws her to her home in Salem. A home only minutes away by boat from Yellow Dog Island. Once she is again face to face with where she spent her childhood, she has to deal with family mysteries both current and in the past. Facing these mysteries, learning to accept the abilities she had to read people, and to see them after they have passed on is a fascinating and intriguing read. No less intriguing is the story of Towner's healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the most beautiful examples of lace itself, this story is woven, interwoven and no thread is left hanging free. It pulls them all together to create a work of art to be cherished. A piece to look at again and again merely because it exists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-848099883759432698?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0061624764/ref=nosim/librarythin08-20' title='The Lace Reader'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/848099883759432698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/07/lace-reader_13.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/848099883759432698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/848099883759432698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/07/lace-reader_13.html' title='The Lace Reader'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SHn44qzGsNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0yHteTsoock/s72-c/11111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-561026202490198700</id><published>2008-07-13T08:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T08:31:50.534-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child rearing'/><title type='text'>The Resilient Child: Seven Essential Lessons for Your Child's Happiness and Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SHn1nPb4tFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Bkd3A3A0ROY/s1600-h/11111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SHn1nPb4tFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Bkd3A3A0ROY/s320/11111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222475297419998290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by George S. Everly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important and compelling information this book provides, is what it calls the seven essential lessons that every person should learn. The lessons, which are each presented as a chapter in the book are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The Value of Friends, Mentors, and the Support of Others&lt;br /&gt;2) The Three Most Difficult Decisions&lt;br /&gt;3) Teach Your Children to Take Responsibility for Their Actions&lt;br /&gt;4) Making the Most Important Investment of a Lifetime: Invest in Your Health&lt;br /&gt;5) Learn the Power of Optimism&lt;br /&gt;6) The Importance of Faith&lt;br /&gt;7) Follow a Moral Compass and Cultivate Integrity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to write this review, I was going to choose the one which I thought to be the most important. I found that I was unable to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a simple, clear and concise manner, this book explains to parents who feel that they are floundering without a manual to raise this little person, that very guide. In a non-judgmental way it suggests how to implement these lessons and make them a part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be on my list of favorite things to give new parents. I will be sure to tell them that these are the instructions that should have been included at birth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-561026202490198700?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/561026202490198700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/07/resilient-child-seven-essential-lessons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/561026202490198700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/561026202490198700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/07/resilient-child-seven-essential-lessons.html' title='The Resilient Child: Seven Essential Lessons for Your Child&apos;s Happiness and Success'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SHn1nPb4tFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Bkd3A3A0ROY/s72-c/11111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-7284142225529068302</id><published>2008-07-07T18:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T18:22:08.525-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pirates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murder...etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghosts'/><title type='text'>Sea Born Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SHKWtIG__fI/AAAAAAAAAG4/TLY3GfCVhGY/s1600-h/11111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SHKWtIG__fI/AAAAAAAAAG4/TLY3GfCVhGY/s200/11111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220400620090949106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by BJ Mountford&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to like this book. I kept it on my shelf until I had a whole day to savor it. The blurbs and reviews were good enough to fuel my anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea Born Women was okay. I was interested in the story. It was fairly well told, and had a bit of everything from history, to mystery to ghosts. It was somewhat unrealistic in my opinion in the portrayal of how often an island such as the one portrayed was visited. The park department had enough employee, and it was those characters that rounded out the story. Each of them was in my opinion, more believable than Bert, the main character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a completely superfluous daughter who was mentioned twice and needlessly. I do not understand what the pint was. But if my own mother was in harms way and neglected to get in touch with me I would be quite upset. But then again, Bert was rather busy fantasizing about the male Park Service employees and doing ridiculously stupid things like wandering around in the dark of night where a previous volunteer such as she died mysteriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bert was a disappointment to me. She was over fifty, yet acted like a simpering juvenile when men were around. Then she did something so incredibly stupid, I kept hoping they would just let her lie in the bed she had made for herself! Sadly it was not to be. She was rescued and back in bed with one of her colleagues in short order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it worth reading? If it comes your way, give it a read, but I would be surprised to find it on anyones favorite reads list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-7284142225529068302?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7284142225529068302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/07/sea-born-women.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/7284142225529068302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/7284142225529068302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/07/sea-born-women.html' title='Sea Born Women'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SHKWtIG__fI/AAAAAAAAAG4/TLY3GfCVhGY/s72-c/11111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-559452667729402330</id><published>2008-07-06T12:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T17:46:26.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Safety of Secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SHD3dii2_JI/AAAAAAAAAGw/iAarEUsNCik/s1600-h/11111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SHD3dii2_JI/AAAAAAAAAGw/iAarEUsNCik/s200/11111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219944054983687314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Delaune Michel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story about two young women who grew up together, both from dysfunctional families.&lt;br /&gt;Patricia and Fiona met in first grade and became best friends. It was a friendship that endured throughout childhood, and even through both working in the dog eat dog world of acting. They were two little girls who learned to help each other through all of the bad times, and to share all of the good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life often finds a way to come between the best of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story of how Patricia and Fiona find their way through life changing events, and what happens in their friendship in the end. This book is entertaining, the characters endearing and real. Some of us will find ourselves knowing just how the experiences described felt for us, others will wish they had a friend just like one of these women. And some will smile, knowing that they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this book. It is more than chic lit, it is a story for women about women. I would recommend it to a friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-559452667729402330?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/559452667729402330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/07/safety-of-secrets.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/559452667729402330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/559452667729402330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/07/safety-of-secrets.html' title='The Safety of Secrets'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SHD3dii2_JI/AAAAAAAAAGw/iAarEUsNCik/s72-c/11111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-2288429456943977575</id><published>2008-06-29T16:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T16:46:15.408-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black plague'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle ages'/><title type='text'>The Doomsday Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SGfz8ri2yMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/4bH1isN682c/s1600-h/11111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SGfz8ri2yMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/4bH1isN682c/s200/11111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217406917138630850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Connie Willis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A historian by training, adventuress by nature. That describes Kivrin, the young woman whose dream is finally coming through as she is sent to study life in the year 1320. The middle ages is a time fraught  with danger, especially for a woman alone. Kivrin shrugs this off as she prepares to be a part of something that she has dreamed of for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can go wrong. There are checks and cross checks and redundancies everywhere. The net has been used before and often. So often that Gilchrist, the arrogant, self serving unprepared and untrained man in temporary charge of the facility seems fine with foregoing some of the tests and checks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kivrin is all too willing to believe him, and to take the risk to live her dream. Nothing can go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;She has made preparations down to the last detail of proper clothing, and language, She even made sure that her nails were worn and broken by volunteering at a local archeological dig before she leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The archeological  dig that was nearly the undoing of everyone for miles around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kivrin herself and Baldri the tech assisting at sending her to 1320 are both infected by a bacteria that has survived the tomb they helped to uncover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does Kiverin arrive at her destination infected, but something else has gone gravely wrong.  People are dying in the time she left and the time where she is now living. Was it her? Did she bring this upon them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit to an affinity for time travel stories. Who would not want to see what it was like when the Pyramids were being built? Who would turn down a chance to see a time before they were born, a simpler, happier time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters in this story were realistic, complicated and human. People doing the best that they can to have the best that life can offer them. They lived and loved and worked together in communities 700 years apart, but not so different after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story filled with dreams, with anguish and fear. But it is also a story of love and hope and strength.  I was captivated by the characters and the tale. I couldn't put it down, until I finally learned how the story ended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-2288429456943977575?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2288429456943977575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/06/doomsday-book.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2288429456943977575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2288429456943977575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/06/doomsday-book.html' title='The Doomsday Book'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SGfz8ri2yMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/4bH1isN682c/s72-c/11111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-2340387677998981955</id><published>2008-06-29T16:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T17:23:52.299-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words fail me'/><title type='text'>As Good As It Got</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SGftUA6y70I/AAAAAAAAAGg/rORE7GjK1os/s1600-h/11111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SGftUA6y70I/AAAAAAAAAGg/rORE7GjK1os/s200/11111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217399621431783234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; By Isabel Sharpe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry to say that I did not enjoy this book. I have passed it to my sister, who I believe will like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it to be to simple, too predictable and utterly boring. By the time Martha was introduced, I was disgusted that these women felt too weak and needy to carry on without a man in their lives. The idea of a camp for these women to attend in order to recover from the amputation of their man was almost too much to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am honestly sorry that I cannot give this a good review. I could not finish it fast enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-2340387677998981955?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2340387677998981955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/06/as-good-as-it-gets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2340387677998981955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2340387677998981955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/06/as-good-as-it-gets.html' title='As Good As It Got'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SGftUA6y70I/AAAAAAAAAGg/rORE7GjK1os/s72-c/11111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-2577152182911744034</id><published>2008-06-17T15:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:56:14.803-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ARC Algonquin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post partum depression'/><title type='text'>Between Here and April</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SFgWgd24yRI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1Tej69W1FkU/s1600-h/no-image.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SFgWgd24yRI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1Tej69W1FkU/s200/no-image.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212941315707816210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deborah Copaken Kogan    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an extraordinary book in so many ways. The main character is Elizabeth, a young mother who stepped away from a successful career as a journalist to raise her young daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story begins when Elizabeth suddenly recalls an event from her childhood. When they were six years old, Elizabeth's friend April vanishes from her life. No one ever really discussed what had happened to April, or what had become of her. Only after research from that time brought to light that April had died. She and her sister were killed in a murder suicide by their mother. There are threads of post partum depression in Aprils story, and a mother who was without diagnosis or help, as it was not a recognized condition at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This information comes to light when Elizabeth's daughters are the same ages as April and her sister. Although in the beginning one might think this is a story about April it is far more about Elizabeth. She is a young woman who has lost confidence in her marriage and her decisions. Her self esteem and self worth are in seriously short supply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a story of how Elizabeth finds her way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-2577152182911744034?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2577152182911744034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/06/between-here-and-april.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2577152182911744034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2577152182911744034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/06/between-here-and-april.html' title='Between Here and April'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SFgWgd24yRI/AAAAAAAAAGY/1Tej69W1FkU/s72-c/no-image.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-493528091665838631</id><published>2008-06-04T10:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T10:30:37.423-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short stories'/><title type='text'>New Stories From The South 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SEam6mCXhjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/61dfeK9DZ0M/s1600-h/no-image.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SEam6mCXhjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/61dfeK9DZ0M/s200/no-image.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208033544673658418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Edited by ZZ Packer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are lovers of the short story, or those who enjoy tales from the not so innocent south, this will be a good read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bridge of Sighs takes us into the heartbreaking, gut wrenching world of  Cattle Killers who visit "humane " death on steers raised to die.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ease of Living is about a desperate mothers attempt to keep her son from being affected by death, by sending  him away. Providing distance between him and the death of two boys. Can we ever get far enough away from death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Candidate is the story of a single mother distracted, if only for a moment from her own small life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child of God and the ugly world of St Jude's. But is it truly ugly? Cannot some beauty be found in the darkest of dark places?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is more, so much more. Eighteen Stories filled with characters that we all have known or heard about. All told with the scent of magnolias in the background, and the tangible heat of a deep summer night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have not been a reader of short stories, this is a good place to start.  The stories are so rich and powerful that you take away all that you usually find in a longer read. There is something for you here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-493528091665838631?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/493528091665838631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-stories-from-south-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/493528091665838631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/493528091665838631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-stories-from-south-2008.html' title='New Stories From The South 2008'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SEam6mCXhjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/61dfeK9DZ0M/s72-c/no-image.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-6139389057420574123</id><published>2008-06-04T08:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T09:12:05.466-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><title type='text'>Tomato Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SEaTby3ShAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1nWGo2ihqrE/s1600-h/no-image.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SEaTby3ShAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1nWGo2ihqrE/s200/no-image.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208012124819981314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Jayne Pupek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this to be a well written story with characters who are both compelling and interesting. It takes place in simpler times, but was there ever such a thing? Ellie Sanders has had to grow up too fast. She lives in a world with a mother whose madness makes it impossible for her to care for Ellie as she should. Her father does the best he can, but it is not enough. Particularly when the tomato girl comes into his life and Ellie's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie takes care of herself. She sees things through a child's eyes, but with a vision distorted by fear and pain. Those eyes have seen more than any young girls eyes should see. Birth, death , betrayal , abandonment and murder are not small things, Yet Ellie sees or endures the knowledge of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are "angels" in Ellie's life, as in each of ours. Will they be in time to save her? Is there hope for Ellie in the end?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-6139389057420574123?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6139389057420574123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/06/tomato-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6139389057420574123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6139389057420574123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/06/tomato-girl.html' title='Tomato Girl'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SEaTby3ShAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1nWGo2ihqrE/s72-c/no-image.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-2330246053496544013</id><published>2008-05-13T18:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T18:55:25.314-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='energy field healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='massage therapy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet chiropractic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='herbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese herbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeopathy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vaccines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holistic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acupuncture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aromatherapy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natural remedies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SCoU_nvcvPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Dt3KlBWq4No/s1600-h/11111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SCoU_nvcvPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Dt3KlBWq4No/s320/11111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199991802984971506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holistic Health Guide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural Care for the Whole Dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Dr Doug Knueven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most  of us who have dogs in our lives consider them part of the family. We  all know how it feels to not know how to help them when they hurt. We have all  been in a position where we just don't know where to turn. Even the simple  questions can sometimes be difficult to answer.We are fortunate to live in a  time when science has made great strides in dealing with health issues for not  only ourselves, but our pets as well. We also have the benefit of the ancient  wisdom of eastern medicine. With all of these opportunities why just take  advantage of one or the other?  Dr Doug helps to find the answers. He uses his  experience with both Eastern and Conventional  medicine to explain how a  balanced body, mind and spirit is important not only to ourselves but to our  canine companions as well. This is not only an informative read, but an  entertaining one. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you questioning the need for vaccines? Do you wonder if you should use a flea treatment for your dog? Does acupuncture really work? What about those herbal remedies? Chiropractic for my dog? Do you just not know the best way to ensure that your dog is getting the best possible care? Does massage really help my dog? What is homeopathy anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;This book shows a typical pet lover how to care for their dogs in the  healthiest and most compassionate and helpful ways. You will never regret having  this book on your shelf, or in your hands when your little friends need you  most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-2330246053496544013?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2330246053496544013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/05/holistic-health-guide-natural-care-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2330246053496544013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2330246053496544013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/05/holistic-health-guide-natural-care-for.html' title=''/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SCoU_nvcvPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Dt3KlBWq4No/s72-c/11111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-131803470591231103</id><published>2008-04-26T15:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T15:05:36.749-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sphinx'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Magdalene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cayce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tombs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pyramids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atlantis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><title type='text'>Under The Stone Paw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SBN88kc0E-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/I5TV02MfKlQ/s1600-h/11111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SBN88kc0E-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/I5TV02MfKlQ/s200/11111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193632175306839010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Theresa Crater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myth, magic, prophecy, metaphysics, adventure, romance and majestic vistas described with poetic accuracy, barely begin to describe what you find within these pages.  From the first page until the last, I was captivated by the story, the history and the drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Anne Le Clair, the first member of the renowned clan we meet, up through ancestry of her line, we meet strong, gifted and powerful women and men who willingly serve the family legacy.  They serve all of their lives and by giving their lives if that is what they are called to do. They, along with five other families hold, literally within their hands, the keys to universal mysteries and life as we know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each character introduced is part of an intricate design centuries in the making. We journey with them to Egypt, and walk the paths of the ancients, and find magic beyond our wildest dreams. As the story unfolds, we find treachery, betrayal and murder, but also, love and hope. There is as much history here as there is fiction. This is a book for the seekers among us, and also for those who just like a well told story with compelling characters and an ending that brings the many lines of the story together. It also leaves the reader wanting more of the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-131803470591231103?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/131803470591231103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/under-stone-paw.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/131803470591231103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/131803470591231103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/under-stone-paw.html' title='Under The Stone Paw'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SBN88kc0E-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/I5TV02MfKlQ/s72-c/11111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-4605163944663944194</id><published>2008-04-20T10:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T10:49:26.924-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suspense'/><title type='text'>No One Heard Her Scream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SAtXn9yfWXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6sTDiYq06YY/s1600-h/11111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SAtXn9yfWXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6sTDiYq06YY/s200/11111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191339339587475826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a wonderful read. Suspense, and romance is possible in one story, and you will get it here. The characters are not only believable but compelling. Becca, a homicide detective has a sister who has gone missing. This tragedy in has affected her career and every aspect of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When an opportunity arises for her to investigate a case regarding remains found in her own hometown, she puts every effort into resolving another family’s tragic loss. In doing so, she begins to find her own strength and is able to confront and accept her own vulnerability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A book is only as good as its ending, in my opinion. This book has an amazing ending. All of the loose ends are tied up. All situations are resolved. This is a story that keeps you on the edge of your seat, and involved in every chapter. The ending is an even bigger payoff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-4605163944663944194?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4605163944663944194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-one-heard-her-scream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4605163944663944194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4605163944663944194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-one-heard-her-scream.html' title='No One Heard Her Scream'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SAtXn9yfWXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/6sTDiYq06YY/s72-c/11111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-1221145808812953614</id><published>2008-04-14T21:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:05:22.439-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magnet therapy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Pain relief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mind Body connection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hunter House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acupuncture'/><title type='text'>The Journey To Pain Relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SAP-pFl9kAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/z4TP6ryd0Hs/s1600-h/1111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SAP-pFl9kAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/z4TP6ryd0Hs/s200/1111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189271177490436098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Phyllis Berger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Anyone who has ever endured pain  for a length of time will understands how important it is to find  relief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:130%;"  &gt;All too often, stretches  ,heat, icing, and medications fall short. Many have learned to search farther  afield for help and relief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This book presents case studies,  explanations of the reason for the pain, and a wonderful variety  of treatments.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The depth of understanding by  this author is incredible. She offers options for treatment of everything from  skin hunger, ( a very real condition resulting from the absence of  touch) to neuralgia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Treatments  are suggested relevant to the conditions discussed. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Since  many of us are using  alternative treatments more and more often, this book is an invaluable resource  . Treatments we have heard about but may not be familiar with, such as laser  treatments, acupuncture, TENS machines and more are explained in simple easy to  understand. The mind body connection is addressed and the importance of  emotional well being for good health is presented with suggestions on how to  achieve this physical harmony. Laughter, meditation and prayer should not be  discounted, as they can be very helpful in conquering pain and achieving the  relief and ability to cope with pain that many of us seek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-1221145808812953614?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1221145808812953614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/journey-to-pain-relief.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1221145808812953614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1221145808812953614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/journey-to-pain-relief.html' title='The Journey To Pain Relief'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SAP-pFl9kAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/z4TP6ryd0Hs/s72-c/1111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-3491807723668441298</id><published>2008-04-09T09:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T09:58:14.864-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mid life  crisis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olympics'/><title type='text'>Off the Deep End</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R_zLNTDqBzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BDbmQIa8F2s/s1600-h/1111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R_zLNTDqBzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BDbmQIa8F2s/s200/1111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187244300138317618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;by W. Hodding Carter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story of a man who somehow never managed to grow into his own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a youth he had a dream of swimming in the Olympics, but his father did not support the idea.&lt;br /&gt;Giving up his pursuit of Olympic fame and joining the Peace Corps did not  give him the satisfaction or the notoriety that he craved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year followed excruciating year, college, marriage and children. Still he swam, but never seemed to derive any pleasure from the activity. At the age of forty one, his dream revived and he once again began to train to be an Olympic swimmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it helps if the reader is a middle aged man. As I turned page after page searching for a reason to continue reading, I became more angry with this man. He had a somewhat stable and successful career, but could have achieved so much more if he could focus on reality and be a man with a family who loves to swim. Even a man who enjoys competing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, he comes off as a selfish, self centered individual who ignores the responsibility he took on when he became a husband and father. He leaves his wife with an unfair share of responsibility for finances and family, while he jumps into various bodies of water and paddles his way to nowhere. A soggy Peter Pan, no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-3491807723668441298?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3491807723668441298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/off-deep-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3491807723668441298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3491807723668441298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/off-deep-end.html' title='Off the Deep End'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R_zLNTDqBzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BDbmQIa8F2s/s72-c/1111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-3238398072705613247</id><published>2008-04-06T10:54:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T10:58:52.877-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healthy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='menu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>The Dinner Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R_jkUzDqByI/AAAAAAAAAEw/RCQWQ5DOOSs/s1600-h/1111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R_jkUzDqByI/AAAAAAAAAEw/RCQWQ5DOOSs/s200/1111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186146016871188258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Betsy Block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A real family, a real dilemma. How to eat in a healthy way, and still enjoy food. And what is healthy eating anyway? Who to listen to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betsy Block's enchanting family and endlessly witty presentation made every page an adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does she tell the story of her family's journey to good health, but she honestly admits to her own foibles and stumbles along the way. Every chapter made me laugh. Confounded by the picky eaters, and her family's, and secretly her own, love of fried foods she struggles to find the perfect groove for her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, besides entertaining you, this book will educate you. You will learn about additives that go into our food supply and how what we eat makes its precarious way to our tables. Sometimes you will feel it is way too much information, but it is information we all need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not only recommend this book, but it will become one of the books I give to friends with families.. and those without.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-3238398072705613247?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3238398072705613247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/dinner-diaries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3238398072705613247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3238398072705613247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/dinner-diaries.html' title='The Dinner Diaries'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R_jkUzDqByI/AAAAAAAAAEw/RCQWQ5DOOSs/s72-c/1111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-6914796637543313872</id><published>2008-04-06T10:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T10:42:55.599-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adolescent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Playing With the Grown-ups: A Novel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R_jgxjDqBxI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Nmiz7kuGjd4/s1600-h/1111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R_jgxjDqBxI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Nmiz7kuGjd4/s200/1111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186142112745916178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Sophie Dahl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was really an interesting read. The children, Sam, Violet and Kitty are innocent and filled with joy during the days they live in Hay with Bestmama and Bestpapa, their grandparents. The household also includes two aunts, a nanny, and their mother, Marina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly their innocence comes to a sad and abrupt end When their mother makes some poor choices. It is clear from the beginning that Marina is not blessed with an iota of common sense, and her love for her children seems more an act than a fact. It is Nora, the nanny who provides them with stability and nurturing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After becoming involved with a cult, Marina chooses to live her life according to Swami-ji, and to do exactly as he says is right for herself and her daughters. This begins with uprooting them from the loving family and haven like home they have always known and taking them far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really Kitty's story, but of course a child's story is always built on the family she is born to. We see Kitty going from innocent child, to harsh and confused adolescent, and finally to an adult, living her own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is good, enchanting and funny in places. Sad and dark in places, as well. It seemed to be a bit disjointed. There was a lack of flow between the chapters showing the past and those showing the present. And to me, its the ending that tells the tale. A good story, which this is, deserves a good ending.&lt;br /&gt;I feel this was not the case here, that the ending was rather abrupt and did not live up to the rest of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I would certainly recommend this to others, but as a good book, not an excellent one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-6914796637543313872?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/6914796637543313872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/playing-with-grown-ups-novel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6914796637543313872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6914796637543313872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/04/playing-with-grown-ups-novel.html' title='Playing With the Grown-ups: A Novel'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R_jgxjDqBxI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Nmiz7kuGjd4/s72-c/1111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-4879578435254476568</id><published>2008-03-27T19:26:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T20:13:05.322-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autoimmune disease'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fibromyalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graves disease'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workforce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myasthenia Gravis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CFS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lupus'/><title type='text'>Women, Work, and Autoimmune Disease: Keep Working Girlfriend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R-wtQjDqBwI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Aa7e0mEWQsw/s1600-h/1111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R-wtQjDqBwI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Aa7e0mEWQsw/s200/1111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182567033508333314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;By Rosalind Joffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a book meant to encourage women who suffer from autoimmune disease, and help them navigate through the labyrinth of the workplace. It does this in a variety of helpful ways.This is an anecdotal offering, which I usually enjoy. Seeing how real people face a problem and deal with it can be very educational and uplifting, as well as encouraging. The stories included in this book are all of these. I began reading with great curiosity and hope that certain friends of mine would find the information helpful, and I am certain that some will.&lt;p&gt;In addition to suggesting ways that woman can work around their illnesses and continue in the workplace, if that is what they choose to do, it seems to push women in that direction, rather than just encouraging them to make their own choice. I was startled by what was said about young women who decide to choose their families over a career while their children are young. To work or not to work is a very individual decision, It is one based on any number of factors, which included family dynamics and child rearing preferences. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To not work is sometimes a difficult and painful decision. There were times that I felt the book was prejudiced in the direction of women belonging in the work for no matter what. I feel that it is difficult enough to choose to leave a career if it is what is best for your children and that choice should be applauded, not discouraged. At the very least it should be respected. I felt the same way about the slant given to those who may choose not to continue working, due to their illnesses. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The title does indeed lead one to expect that working is encouraged within the pages of the book, but I do feel that more respect should have been shown to those who choose to do otherwise. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aside from that I feel that some women will find this a very helpful resource. It did seem as if this book was directed more at those who work in careers rather than day to day jobs where many more women in the workplace are found. The women who allowed their stories and solutions to be used should be applauded for their generosity of spirit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-4879578435254476568?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4879578435254476568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/women-work-and-autoimmune-disease-keep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4879578435254476568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4879578435254476568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/women-work-and-autoimmune-disease-keep.html' title='Women, Work, and Autoimmune Disease: Keep Working Girlfriend!'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R-wtQjDqBwI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Aa7e0mEWQsw/s72-c/1111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-8957080790108932842</id><published>2008-03-23T12:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T12:08:42.064-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apostles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carbon-14 dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greece'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crucifixion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='France'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lingustics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rebirth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DNA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reincarnation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sangreal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jewish Law'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Grail'/><title type='text'>LA MAGDALENA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R-aAgTDqBuI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/AeoHuQ1Mw1k/s1600-h/1111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R-aAgTDqBuI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/AeoHuQ1Mw1k/s200/1111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180969713696114402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by William Valtos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Magdalene as a biblical and historical figure has been much maligned over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this book, Valtos uses his unique approach to story telling to bring out many of the controversies and historical findings to create a rich and compelling story of the Magdalene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An infant is found on the steps of a convent in Spain, and is brought up within the order. She is cared for primarily by a single nun. A woman who became her surrogate mother, her playmate, her teacher and in the end, one who introduces her to her true legacy. At the age of eighteen, the girl known as Sister Mariamme begins to behave in a peculiar manner.She argues with those in authority, including priests who are offering Mass. She disputes the Gospels, and even tries to remove any crucifix that enters her sight.Most peculiar of all, She claims that she is Mary, the Magdalene. The Church sends in a Jesuit psychiatrist, at first believing that she is suffering from mental illness. Then things change, and Vatican itself becomes involved in what can only be described as a cover up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theophanos Niikonos, ( who first appeared in the book The Authenticator) becomes involved in this case when La Magdalena as she is now called by many, discreetly hands over a document and requests that he deliver it for her. She does this when she encounters him during a visit to a cathedral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story that unfolds is one that uses science and religion to prove ( or disprove) the truth about reincarnation. Many legitimate studies on the subject are quoted. The science behind DNA testing and carbon-14 dating are used to explore the possibilities.  The history and the dedication of the Templar's in regards to the Sangreal are addressed.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-8957080790108932842?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8957080790108932842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/la-magdalena.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/8957080790108932842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/8957080790108932842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/la-magdalena.html' title='LA MAGDALENA'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R-aAgTDqBuI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/AeoHuQ1Mw1k/s72-c/1111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-3269017775312226821</id><published>2008-03-21T18:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T09:24:22.909-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairy god queen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='actors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='partying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ARC  Algonquin'/><title type='text'>Dorothy On The Rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R-Q4KjDqBtI/AAAAAAAAAEI/hB-tQqY0ByU/s1600-h/1111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R-Q4KjDqBtI/AAAAAAAAAEI/hB-tQqY0ByU/s200/1111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180327225243338450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Barbara Suter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story about Maggie Barlow. At first, Maggie seems to be a self centered and immature woman heading into middle age drinking too much, smoking to much and having promiscuous sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie is an entertainer who makes a living doing voice overs and commercials at times. Most often she pays her bills by participating in a children's theater group. The group is made up of down on their luck actors who seem to have outlived their dreams, but not their pain. But as I continued to read, I realized that they had stories. They were survivors. They had lived through loss and hardship, and lived to tell about it, and their stories are worth hearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie herself is recovering from a staggering loss. She has been thrown off the track of her life when she loses her great friend and partner, and is struggling to regain some balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She finds love, and recognizes that she has friends, good friends. She even has a fairy god-queen.  All of whom ultimately help her begin to grow into her life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-3269017775312226821?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/3269017775312226821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/dorothy-on-rocks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3269017775312226821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3269017775312226821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/dorothy-on-rocks.html' title='Dorothy On The Rocks'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R-Q4KjDqBtI/AAAAAAAAAEI/hB-tQqY0ByU/s72-c/1111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-1971256591217726665</id><published>2008-03-19T19:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T19:51:15.810-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='searching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kidnapping'/><title type='text'>The Year of Fog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R-GmZDDqBsI/AAAAAAAAAEA/RgjSgwLPPro/s1600-h/1111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R-GmZDDqBsI/AAAAAAAAAEA/RgjSgwLPPro/s320/1111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179603995700364994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Michelle Richmond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby Mason walks along a beach with Emma. The daughter of her fiance. A child she already loves. Following along behind the little Emma, she stops and looks away for just seconds. When she looks up again the girl is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby searches frantically, and calls the police. It is left up to her to call Jake, Emma's father, and let him know what has happened. That call is the beginning of a journey that will tale Abby deep into the depths of her own heart and soul, and a great distance away to another country, where she believes that she will find the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story journals the days and weeks from the first moment Abby realizes Emma is missing, through the weeks and months where her thoughts are with the child, and during which she attempts to hold her relationship with Jake together. Can any relationship survive such a tragedy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a mystery, it is a love story, and compelling story of faith and growth of the human spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a period about three quarters of the way through, where the story lags a bit, but stick with it, for an emotional and intriguing ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend it .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-1971256591217726665?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1971256591217726665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/by-michelle-richmond-abby-mason-walks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1971256591217726665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1971256591217726665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/by-michelle-richmond-abby-mason-walks.html' title='The Year of Fog'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R-GmZDDqBsI/AAAAAAAAAEA/RgjSgwLPPro/s72-c/1111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-2318366458716936</id><published>2008-03-16T17:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T20:17:08.861-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pandora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mind reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Listener'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CIA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finder'/><title type='text'>Pandora's Daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R92TT2kvyMI/AAAAAAAAAD4/IXr-kI_Gkjo/s1600-h/1111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R92TT2kvyMI/AAAAAAAAAD4/IXr-kI_Gkjo/s200/1111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178457115822377154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Iris Johansen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a good book. I had no idea that the author was primarily a romance writer when I found and bought this book. I enjoyed every page of it, then went looking for a sequel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main characters are Megan Blaire and Neal Grady. They are joined by an intriguing cast of characters, Renata, Harley, Phillip and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story begins when Megan is fifteen years old, and experiencing the trauma of dealing with "voices" in her head. Her mother, in what seems to be an awkward attempt to protect her, advises her to ignore them. Very early on Sarah, Megans mother is murdered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book moves ahead to when Megan is an adult, a doctor. She has not thought about those voices in a long while. But events occur to force her to not only face them, but to accept what they are and that she is one of many who deal with special abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neal becomes her protector, or more accurately reveals that he has been her protector for many years. That too, is something she has to accept. Things begin moving quickly, and lives are at stake, and lives are lost. Megan meets others like herself, with extraordinary abilities and she comes into her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an interesting and compelling story. I honestly couldn't walk away until I came to the end. I would recommend it to anyone looking for a fast paced and unique read&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-2318366458716936?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2318366458716936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/pandoras-daughter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2318366458716936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2318366458716936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/pandoras-daughter.html' title='Pandora&apos;s Daughter'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R92TT2kvyMI/AAAAAAAAAD4/IXr-kI_Gkjo/s72-c/1111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-409324127975726340</id><published>2008-03-14T18:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T18:31:00.466-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ARC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boarding school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prep school'/><title type='text'>Gossip of the Starlings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R9r4-mkvyKI/AAAAAAAAADo/OKU4R9HaSqM/s1600-h/1111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R9r4-mkvyKI/AAAAAAAAADo/OKU4R9HaSqM/s200/1111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177724476006058146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Nina de Gramont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely a book for the younger female reader. The main characters are prep schoolers.&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping to like this book more. There is a lot of sneaking around and boarding school antics. There are horses, drugs and sex. It seems rather formulaic, as if it were made to order for the young teenager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skye, is a senators daughter, Catherine is the one with the horses and blue ribbons. Susannah is Catherine's sometimes overshadowed best friend. They party, they use coke and pot, and they suffer the usual teenage angst. Then things become sticky, when a jealous lover uses information he has to create legal issues for the senators daughter, and chaos ensues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-409324127975726340?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/409324127975726340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/gossip-of-starlings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/409324127975726340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/409324127975726340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/gossip-of-starlings.html' title='Gossip of the Starlings'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R9r4-mkvyKI/AAAAAAAAADo/OKU4R9HaSqM/s72-c/1111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-4005783893171331418</id><published>2008-03-09T08:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T20:21:24.077-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game wardens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='widows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forest service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='search and rescue'/><title type='text'>Here If You Need Me :  A True Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R9PegGkvyJI/AAAAAAAAADg/uz_D2ruwSD8/s1600-h/1111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R9PegGkvyJI/AAAAAAAAADg/uz_D2ruwSD8/s200/1111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175725039880751250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Kate Braestrup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book was not quite what I expected. Knowing that Kate Braestrup was a minister, I still expected the book to be about Kate and her life as a single mother with an extraordinary career as minister to the Game Wardens in Maine. And so it was, more or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is chock full of bible references and quotations. Too full in my opinion. While the book is written in a charming and easy going way, and Kate and her family and friends are portrayed in what you know is a real and even amusing way, the Bible references become intrusive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted more of Kate! I kept hoping that th next chapter would have more about her experiences in the Maine woods and as a single mom. Clearly she is an amazing and down to earth woman. Obviously her job leads her into difficult and fascinating situation. She uses a self deprecating approach to describing herself in situations that is often endearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All too often, what I found was more of the Bible. What I missed in purchasing this book was what became all too obvious in the end, the title is a double entendre. What I took as She would be there if needed by the wardens, and her family was true, but I believe that it also means that God is there for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the ending came to quickly. I felt that I was swooped from the middle of her story, to her current life all too quickly. It felt almost as if she woke one morning feeling as if she had done enough writing and and basically wrote that they all live happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not anti-religion at all, I am just a reader who is somewhat disappointed in a book that I had looked forward to reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-4005783893171331418?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4005783893171331418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/here-if-you-need-me-true-story.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4005783893171331418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4005783893171331418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/here-if-you-need-me-true-story.html' title='Here If You Need Me :  A True Story'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R9PegGkvyJI/AAAAAAAAADg/uz_D2ruwSD8/s72-c/1111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-7662450535522856035</id><published>2008-03-07T20:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T20:29:29.487-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Nile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WWI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Great Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lawrence of Arabia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='influenza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gertrude Bell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winston Churchill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.E. Lawrence'/><title type='text'>Dreamers of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R9HroWkvyII/AAAAAAAAADY/NWw-3czZ4ZU/s1600-h/1111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R9HroWkvyII/AAAAAAAAADY/NWw-3czZ4ZU/s200/1111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175176525312411778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Mary Doria Russell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="commentHeader"&gt;&lt;div class="postinfo"&gt;&lt;a set="yes" linkindex="37" href="http://www.librarything.com/catalog.php?work=3500233"&gt;Dreamers of the Day: A Novel&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a set="yes" linkindex="38" href="http://www.librarything.com/author/russellmarydoria"&gt;Mary Doria Russell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- postInfo --&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- commentHeader --&gt;&lt;div id="brtext_27818445" class="commentText"&gt; Lawrence of Arabia, Winston Churchill, Gertrude Bell, World War I The Depression, and Agnes Shanklin and her constant companion, Rosie the dachshund . All of this and more are to be found inside the pages of Mary Doria Russell's latest offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agnes is a forty year old, somewhat dowdy and reserved school teacher. She has become cowed by an overbearing mother. It seems at first that circumstances conspire to keep Agnes in her little niche in a little town in Ohio. Then the influenza epidemic carries off her family and Agnes inherits a tidy sum of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This inheritance causes her to take a look at her life, and make some changes, beginning with her wardrobe. She goes to the city, has what amounts to a makeover, and then finds herself making plans for a trip to Egypt. With her little dog Rosie as her constant companion, she begins the journey that is to define her for the rest of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astonishingly, she finds herself befriended by T.E. Lawrence, Winston Churchill, Gertrude Bell, and other somewhat less significant figures, including a German spy. She takes the spy, Karl Weilbacher as a lover A very daring and exciting choice for a woman of that day .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But every trip has an ending and the ending most often brings the journeyer home, and so Agnes arrive back in Ohio, with money to spare an choices to make. She lived life to its fullest every day during the Roaring Twenties. Good investments allow her to live the high life until Thursday, October 24 1929. She lost all of her money in the stock market crash that was the beginning of The Great Depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, she survives, as does Rosie, who lived a happy and full life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This all brings us to and ending that is somewhat surprising, but a perfect finale to a story that seems to be filled with improbabilities, if not impossibilities. I am a Russell fan, and have been since I read her first novel some years ago. In true Russell style I was intrigued, amazed, fascinated and skeptical during my journey through the pages of this historical novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice? Never turn away from a book by this author.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-7662450535522856035?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/7662450535522856035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/dreamers-of-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/7662450535522856035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/7662450535522856035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/dreamers-of-day.html' title='Dreamers of the Day'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R9HroWkvyII/AAAAAAAAADY/NWw-3czZ4ZU/s72-c/1111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-1582285148353604931</id><published>2008-03-02T16:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T06:32:23.722-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NDE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the tunnel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='near death experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life after death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the light'/><title type='text'>The Authenticator</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R8sipfilX6I/AAAAAAAAADQ/-e4QJXEV6-Q/s1600-h/1111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R8sipfilX6I/AAAAAAAAADQ/-e4QJXEV6-Q/s200/1111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173266693201682338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By William M Valtos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A breathtaking journey into the afterlife and back again. For those of us who are curious about near death experiences, and those of us who have had them this is an amazing story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theos who is a rather down on his luck, well educated young man has found himself working for a professor whose life work is to prove the existence of an afterlife. Theos himself is somewhat doubtful about the whole business, but his loyalty to the professor as well as his need to earn a living keep him going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When his investigation leads him to the bedside of a beautiful woman who had been reported to have a remarkable NDE, he finds himself drawn into her story, and to her. Giving into her pleas that her rescue her from her current situation has them both running for their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finds in himself a strength he never imagined that he possessed. From one seemingly impossible situation to another, he finds himself falling hard for this enigma of a woman. He seeks help from people from his own past, people he never thought to see again but, her life, Laura's life stood to be lost in a horrifying manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They fled, they hid, and they grew closer Using all of his past experiences to solve the mystery of how Laura had first come to lose her life. And how she returned to tell about what lies beyond. He used all of his investigative skills, until finally it becomes clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it has all come down to him. It is up to Theos to find a way to authenticate his beloved Professor DeBray's  many years of work. He is the only one that can prove that beyond the research, beyond the investigation, and even beyond death lies a magnificent truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-1582285148353604931?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/1582285148353604931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/authenticator.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1582285148353604931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1582285148353604931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/authenticator.html' title='The Authenticator'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R8sipfilX6I/AAAAAAAAADQ/-e4QJXEV6-Q/s72-c/1111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-4845616522032926289</id><published>2008-03-01T19:14:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T08:43:48.193-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='titanic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunrise service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mind reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bed and Breakfast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='widows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funeral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family farms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quilting circles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small town'/><title type='text'>The Widows of Eden: A Novel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R8qup_ilX5I/AAAAAAAAADI/RMpkJ-KbfcY/s1600-h/1111111111111111111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R8qup_ilX5I/AAAAAAAAADI/RMpkJ-KbfcY/s200/1111111111111111111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173139158442794898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early reviewers copy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a book that can be summed up in a single descriptive sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian fiction? Sort of, it certainly has its share of religious references, but it is never preachy.&lt;br /&gt;Chic lit? Sort of, I see more women reading this one than I do men.&lt;br /&gt;Charming? absolutely!&lt;br /&gt;Witty? Its that ,too.&lt;br /&gt;A mystery? You will find more than one mystery between these pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilma is down home good ol' gal funny, The characters from Loretta, to Clare to Clem and Buford are all trite and improbable, unless you have ever lived in a very small town. Not everyone is big city savvy and chic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There really are quilting circles, ladies clubs, ad friends who have each others back. Just like in this book. Perhaps Vern Moores and widows in RV's who can read minds and obliquely promise miracles and fortell the future are less common, but mores the pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a simple story. Rich with improbability but that is its charm. I recommend it even if this is not your usual fare. You just might be surprised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-4845616522032926289?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/feeds/4845616522032926289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/widows-of-eden-novel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4845616522032926289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/4845616522032926289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/03/widows-of-eden-novel.html' title='The Widows of Eden: A Novel'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/R8qup_ilX5I/AAAAAAAAADI/RMpkJ-KbfcY/s72-c/1111111111111111111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-6640754161330231875</id><published>2008-02-24T20:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T07:59:50.093-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journalists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darfur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tribesman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='genocide'/><title type='text'>The Translator: A Tribesman's Memoir of Darfur… by Daoud Hari</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51DyQjaZVlL._AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51DyQjaZVlL._AA240_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="commentHeader"&gt;&lt;div class="postinfo"&gt;&lt;a set="yes" linkindex="224" href="http://www.librarything.com/catalog.php?work=4732163"&gt;The Translator: A Tribesman's Memoir of Darfur…&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a linkindex="225" href="http://www.librarything.com/author/haridaoud"&gt;Daoud Hari&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early reviewer selection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- postInfo --&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- commentHeader --&gt; Simple words and a country torn apart from within. Who would ever believe that they would combine to weave a story of such huge dimensions. Of a people who though torn from their homes, some tortured or killed by their own countrymen hold love within themselves for their brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like so many others I have heard some stories and seem pictures of Darfur. I knew that I had no idea of the truth of what is happening in that corner of the world. Daoud Hari uses the stories of individual or of families to bring us the true depth of the horror that occurs there every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This young man felt compelled to bring this story to the world in any way that he was able. First by being a translator and guide to reporters from other nations. Reporters that he counted on to bring their accounts to people that he counted on to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The help did come, but all too often it was and is only the help given by organizations and individuals, not governments. The story is being told in whispers, when it should be shouted from the rooftops. It is the not being acknowledged by those with the power to bring the suffering to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari is continuing his journey, his quest, in the hope that his people will be able to return to the life and families that they so cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is most of all a story filled with hope, and optimism. We all have something to learn here. &lt;span class="rating"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-6640754161330231875?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6640754161330231875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6640754161330231875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/02/translator-tribesmans-memoir-of-darfur.html' title='The Translator: A Tribesman&apos;s Memoir of Darfur… by Daoud Hari'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-6098166135998488738</id><published>2008-02-24T20:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T08:00:45.715-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journalists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='13th reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><title type='text'>The Journal of Curious Letters (Book One of The 13th Reality Series)… by James Dashner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51Mr8l0LIuL._AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51Mr8l0LIuL._AA240_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="commentHeader"&gt;&lt;div class="postinfo"&gt;&lt;a linkindex="219" href="http://www.librarything.com/catalog.php?work=4407732"&gt;The Journal of Curious Letters (Book One of The 13th Reality Series)…&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a linkindex="220" href="http://www.librarything.com/author/dashnerjames"&gt;James Dashner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early reviewers selection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- postInfo --&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- commentHeader --&gt; The longer you stay with this story, the better it gets.&lt;br /&gt;I admit that there were some parts that I believe could be changed, but they are parts that I am looking at as an adult, a mom in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go of that and reading it as a child might, just accepting the story, made all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Tick.. I like his dad and his friends. This is an entertaining read. I will probably not be a phenomenon, but it is a book that kids will read, and that alone is a positive, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is filled with improbabilities, but good ones. I am always concerned about magic being allowed to simply die in our world. Books like this one help to keep it alive . That too, is a good thing. I like the fact that the main character is a bit nerdy, not one of the "in" crowd. I like the way that he was allowed to grow in his own eyes, which is where it matters the most. I like the fact that he likes and trusts his family, that sends a good message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with some others that some characters could be fleshed out a bit more, but then, that could happen as the story continues. Something had to be saved for book two. And again, we are judging as adults, not youngsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a decent read for an adult who is reading a kids book, and I think a really good read for kids. I look forward to the next one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-6098166135998488738?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6098166135998488738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/6098166135998488738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/02/journal-of-curious-letters-book-one-of.html' title='The Journal of Curious Letters (Book One of The 13th Reality Series)… by James Dashner'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-1876292315808218572</id><published>2008-02-24T20:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T08:01:12.667-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>The Yoga Zoo Adventure: Animal Poses and Games for Little Kids (SmartFun Activity Books)… by Helen Purperhart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51Z%2BsTdf38L._AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51Z%2BsTdf38L._AA240_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="commentHeader"&gt;&lt;div class="postinfo"&gt;&lt;a set="yes" linkindex="229" href="http://www.librarything.com/catalog.php?work=4670604"&gt;The Yoga Zoo Adventure: Animal Poses and Games for Little Kids (SmartFun Activity Books)…&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a set="yes" linkindex="230" href="http://www.librarything.com/author/purperharthelen"&gt;Helen Purperhart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- postInfo --&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- commentHeader --&gt; This book had me from the very beginning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" 1. Feeling the Sun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The sun has risen, and the sunbeams shine through the window onto your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lie on your back with your arms by our sides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*feel the warmth of the sunbeams on your body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* feel the sun warming your face, your chest, your tummy, your arms, your hands, your legs and your feet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It begins like a guided meditation... a fun guided meditation for little ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It moves on to stretches, waking your fingers, shaking to wake your body, and playing at simple activities such as tooth brushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is using techniques similar to what I see used by our OT's and PT's every day and putting them into a fun and entertaining context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work with special needs children in the pre-school level, ages three to five. This book has so much that will be beneficial to them. Much of what is in this book can be used with even the lower functioning children in our classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical pre-schoolers will be challenged to use their imaginations and to play together. So many of the poses and postures are those used by the children in their play during the day. To take them a step farther will be simple and fun for everyone. It is like bringing some of the fun of a visit to the zoo into your living room, classroom or your own backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised and pleased to find a section on Animal Fables. Not only the can the children learn to move and stretch their bodies and their imaginations, but they will be learning from these wonderful stories as well. Turtles, Starfish, Lions and Owls and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best things about this book is the way it not only encourages parents to spend time with their children, but gives them ideas and information on how to make it more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be a very well used book in our classroom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-1876292315808218572?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1876292315808218572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/1876292315808218572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/02/yoga-zoo-adventure-animal-poses-and_24.html' title='The Yoga Zoo Adventure: Animal Poses and Games for Little Kids (SmartFun Activity Books)… by Helen Purperhart'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-3307890285311445704</id><published>2008-02-24T20:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T08:02:01.826-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knueven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holistic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edgar Cayce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Stand By Me: A Holistic Handbook for Animals, Their People, and the Lives They Share Together… by Douglas E. Knueven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51EJZMCW4CL._AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51EJZMCW4CL._AA240_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="commentHeader"&gt;&lt;div class="postinfo"&gt;&lt;a set="yes" linkindex="239" href="http://www.librarything.com/catalog.php?work=3483770"&gt;Stand By Me: A Holistic Handbook for Animals, Their People, and the Lives They Share Together…&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a set="yes" linkindex="240" href="http://www.librarything.com/author/knuevendouglase"&gt;Douglas E. Knueven&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- postInfo --&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- commentHeader --&gt; This is a book that was written with the Cayce readings in mind. It is book for those who love their animals and want to understand them more completely. It has a completely holistic view of how animals fit into our lives. Written simply, and beautifully, it is like having a conversation with the author who is clearly an animal lover as well as an animal healer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-3307890285311445704?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3307890285311445704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3307890285311445704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/02/stand-by-me-holistic-handbook-for.html' title='Stand By Me: A Holistic Handbook for Animals, Their People, and the Lives They Share Together… by Douglas E. Knueven'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-507095946854630921</id><published>2008-02-24T20:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T08:04:29.226-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='volunteer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coming of age'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='munchausen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Have you found her : a memoir by Janice Erlbaum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41wgn42JPDL._AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41wgn42JPDL._AA240_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="commentHeader"&gt;&lt;div class="postinfo"&gt;&lt;a set="yes" linkindex="300" href="http://www.librarything.com/catalog.php?work=4090275"&gt;Have you found her : a memoir&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a linkindex="301" href="http://www.librarything.com/author/erlbaumjanice"&gt;Janice Erlbaum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early review selection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- postInfo --&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- commentHeader --&gt; I hardly know where to begin. I have been holding my breath through the entire last half of the book. I am not sure if I was holding it for Janice, or for Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the most emotionally provoking book I have read in a very long time. It reads like a novel, but it is all too real. Each page is filled with compassion, yearning and vulnerability. The author is brutally honest about herself and her feelings, her motives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say that I could not put this book down is an understatement. Even now, when I have come to the end of the book, I know that it is not a true ending. How can it be? I think I will always wonder what has become of Sam. Will she always be hovering on the edges of the lives of women who cared enough to bring her into their lives, and truly care for and about her? How many more will there be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been angry with Sam, and felt compassion for her. I have mentally raged at Janice, and wondered why she could not see! And I have understood how she could be drawn in. Most of us want to do good things. We want to be helpful. I feel so much a part of what happened here, due to the remarkable storytelling abilities of this author. Before the end of the day I will have ordered her previous book, Girlbomb from Amazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I urge everyone to read this book, in order to be reassured that there are still more good people than bad surrounding us. There is love and selflessness., kindness and generosity. There is hope for us, due to the kinsness of strangers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-507095946854630921?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/507095946854630921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/507095946854630921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/02/have-you-found-her-memoir-by-janice.html' title='Have you found her : a memoir by Janice Erlbaum'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-3170711778665456791</id><published>2008-02-24T20:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T08:05:58.040-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shelter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='runaway'/><title type='text'>Girlbomb: A Halfway Homeless Memoir by Janice Erlbaum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51UMXXQSU1L._AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51UMXXQSU1L._AA240_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="commentHeader"&gt;&lt;div class="postinfo"&gt;&lt;a set="yes" linkindex="286" href="http://www.librarything.com/catalog.php?work=715281"&gt;Girlbomb: A Halfway Homeless Memoir&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a linkindex="287" href="http://www.librarything.com/author/erlbaumjanice"&gt;Janice Erlbaum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- postInfo --&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- commentHeader --&gt; It is simply extraordinary that the author is able to write so dispassionately about her own life.&lt;br /&gt;This is a revealing story about a young girl who made many dramatic choices, and so  many of them poor and life altering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this coming of age memoir that reads like a novel, Erlbaum relates how she managed to survive in a city filled with temptations and pitfalls. She shares with you the wild ride that took her from her mothers home, through a girls shelter and group home. It is a breathtaking ride through several years filled with drugs, sex and a palpable aloneness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is can't put it down read from the author of Have You Found Her. This is actually the beginning of her story, well and simply, if shockingly told. highly recommend this book. Read it, and then read Have You Found Her. You will want to know what happened next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to more remarkable stories in the years to come. I suspect that whatever or whoever her subject will be, that they will be revealed in a clear and penetratingly honest way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-3170711778665456791?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3170711778665456791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/3170711778665456791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/02/girlbomb-halfway-homeless-memoir-by.html' title='Girlbomb: A Halfway Homeless Memoir by Janice Erlbaum'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-2595183846363856882</id><published>2008-02-24T20:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T08:06:25.654-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Yoga Games for Children: Fun and Fitness with Postures, Movements and Breath (SmartFun Activity Books)… by Danielle Bersma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://books.google.com/books?id=Pn4AAAAACAAJ&amp;amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;amp;img=1&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;sig=c5AcaFO8DQEJZ8w538WhGXLCUE0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://books.google.com/books?id=Pn4AAAAACAAJ&amp;amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;amp;img=1&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;sig=c5AcaFO8DQEJZ8w538WhGXLCUE0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="commentHeader"&gt;&lt;div class="postinfo"&gt;&lt;a set="yes" linkindex="319" href="http://www.librarything.com/catalog.php?work=1523215"&gt;Yoga Games for Children: Fun and Fitness with Postures, Movements and Breath (SmartFun Activity Books)…&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a linkindex="320" href="http://www.librarything.com/author/bersmadanielle"&gt;Danielle Bersma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- postInfo --&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- commentHeader --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work with children. I am a paraprofessional in a special needs school, and was very excited to read this book, to see if there might be anything I could use with our kids.&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that I noticed right away is how many of the games and exercises were done in groups or pairs. This is fantastic in my opinion! It seems to me that these days kids are more isolated than in the past. I am not sure what it is, but I rarely see little girls walking and holding hands or boys roughhousing. Fighting yes, just roughhousing, no. I also have noted that most parents do not hold their children’s hands any more. This is very sad in my opinion, as touch in and of its own is healing. Touch during play is a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was very pleased to find that there were things that there were games where the kids held hands or leaned back against each other. I believe this helps to build co-operation and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;There are also plenty of games where it is individuals alone. My favorite is Sun Salutations! It incorporates many basic yoga positions, and it will be a lot of fun for the kids. The Mountain is a close runner up. I can just see the kids enjoying those games, and having fun.&lt;br /&gt;The relaxation exercises are ideal as well. Sometimes kids, as well as adults, need to just let it go and breathe. This book gives several examples of how to do this.&lt;br /&gt;I will not be able to use many of these games with my special needs classroom. We have a low functioning group and the understanding is not there in some cases, and the physical abilities are not there in others. My niece is a preschool teacher in a daycare facility, as well as being Assistant Director. She is very excited about trying many of these games with her class! I had a hard time holding onto the book long enough to finish reading it before passing it on. She is thinking that if it works out she can suggest it for other sites in the corporate system she works in .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book would also be great fun for any family with young or even not so young kids. I raised four kids of my own, and know how valuable that together time is, and there are many fun suggestions here. I highly recommend this book to anyone who has young ones in their life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-2595183846363856882?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2595183846363856882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2595183846363856882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/02/yoga-games-for-children-fun-and-fitness.html' title='Yoga Games for Children: Fun and Fitness with Postures, Movements and Breath (SmartFun Activity Books)… by Danielle Bersma'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-5650624683361255076</id><published>2008-02-24T20:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T08:07:29.538-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quaker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brigid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brigit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goddess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midwife'/><title type='text'>Brigid's Charge by Cynthia Lamb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a1055.g.akamai.net/f/1055/1401/5h/images.barnesandnoble.com/images/1760000/1766263.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://a1055.g.akamai.net/f/1055/1401/5h/images.barnesandnoble.com/images/1760000/1766263.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="commentHeader"&gt;&lt;div class="postinfo"&gt;&lt;a linkindex="328" href="http://www.librarything.com/catalog.php?work=36234"&gt;Brigid's Charge&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a linkindex="329" href="http://www.librarything.com/author/lambcynthia"&gt;Cynthia Lamb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deborah Leeds comes from a family where the women are devoted to Brigid, a goddess of the Celts. Events in her family and a hope to avoid the persecution that is becoming even more common in her native England, she moves to a town in New Jersey. It is Colonial times and she finds herself in a Quaker community.. and in fact the wife of a Quaker man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She bears many children, and continues her heritage if practicing as a midwife, while continuing to honor Brigid... and teach her own daughter the old ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- postInfo --&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- commentHeader --&gt; This book is a story for and about women. It is a story of family and healing, and the changing place of women as midwives and healers throughout the years. It is a novel based on a true story. It tells of women who demand respect and in the end, receive it. &lt;span class="rating"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-5650624683361255076?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/5650624683361255076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/5650624683361255076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/02/brigids-charge-by-cynthia-lamb.html' title='Brigid&apos;s Charge by Cynthia Lamb'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-7654638935108817082</id><published>2008-02-24T20:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T08:08:11.136-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phenomenon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='synesthesia'/><title type='text'>Blue Cats and Chartreuse Kittens: How Synesthetes Color Their Worlds… by Patricia Lynne Duffy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bluecatsandchartreusekittens.com/Blue_Cats_and_Chartreuse_Kittens_Ex.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.bluecatsandchartreusekittens.com/Blue_Cats_and_Chartreuse_Kittens_Ex.html" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="commentHeader"&gt;&lt;div class="postinfo"&gt;&lt;a set="yes" linkindex="332" href="http://www.librarything.com/catalog.php?work=368347"&gt;Blue Cats and Chartreuse Kittens: How Synesthetes Color Their Worlds…&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a linkindex="333" href="http://www.librarything.com/author/duffypatricialynne"&gt;Patricia Lynne Duffy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- postInfo --&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- commentHeader --&gt; This is an interesting and simple to understand book on the phenomenon of synesthesia. Iimagine seeing numbers as colors or words as shapes. What would music be like if you not only heard it, but saw it in your minds eye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book also explains that some synesthetes "see" time in a different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intriguing read&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-7654638935108817082?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/7654638935108817082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/7654638935108817082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/02/blue-cats-and-chartreuse-kittens-how.html' title='Blue Cats and Chartreuse Kittens: How Synesthetes Color Their Worlds… by Patricia Lynne Duffy'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912317514558273453.post-2976558503143568985</id><published>2008-02-24T20:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T08:09:08.729-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shychic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lwomen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medium'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lady'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prison'/><title type='text'>Affinity by Sarah Waters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.powells.com/cgi-bin/imageDB.cgi?isbn=9781573228732"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.powells.com/cgi-bin/imageDB.cgi?isbn=9781573228732" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="commentHeader"&gt;&lt;div class="postinfo"&gt;&lt;a set="yes" linkindex="337" href="http://www.librarything.com/catalog.php?work=5206"&gt;Affinity&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a linkindex="338" href="http://www.librarything.com/author/sarahwaters"&gt;Sarah Waters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- postInfo --&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- commentHeader --&gt; As always when Waters writes a story, I enjoy it  immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret Prior begins visiting a womans prison as a form of therapy. All goes as well as can be expected when a lady visitor spends time with women who are incarcerated for sometimes heinous crimes. Then she meets Selena. Selena is quiet, seemingly shy and withdrawn. She is different from so many of the others. She sees dead people. Selena is a medium. A young woman imprisoned due to misadventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of how the lives of Selena and Margaret become entwined, is pure compelling Waters. You will not want to miss this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters are sometimes dark, but always exquisite, as are all of Waters characters. I can never put down a Waters book until I reach the end. I always read them more than once. If endings are important to you, this one is for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8912317514558273453-2976558503143568985?l=mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2976558503143568985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8912317514558273453/posts/default/2976558503143568985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mckaitsbooks.blogspot.com/2008/02/affinity-by-sarah-waters.html' title='Affinity by Sarah Waters'/><author><name>kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05593832228754343289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGIZNkqyos4/SOgD6Mpy0OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SQVDvES2Aw8/S220/2912781593_707254d10f-1.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
