Saturday, August 20, 2016

What the Heck Happened to Kristen Ashley?

Against his will, Noctorno Hawthorne, an undercover vice cop, finds himself embroiled in magic, mayhem and parallel universes. Too late, he meets an amazing woman only to find she’s destined for his identical twin in another world.

And things aren’t going real great there.

Noc is recruited to help save that world.

What he doesn’t know is his destined love resides there.

Franka Drakkar wears a mask. A mask she never takes off to protect herself in a world of malice, intrigue and danger.

When Franka meets Noc and he discovers her secrets, convinced she carries a midnight soul, having shielded herself from forming bonds with anyone, she struggles with accepting his tenderness and care.

When Noc meets Franka, over wine and whiskey, her mask slips and Noc knows it’s her—only her—and he has to find a way to get her to come home with him.


Lori darlin' - I went to Amazon as I said I would and sure enough, this book has 4 1/2 stars! Folks, this is NOT a five star book. This is not a three star book nor a two star book. Actually, I guess it's a 0 star book because I DNF'd that sucker in Chapter 2, at Location 783, with 7% read. Perhaps I shouldn't be commenting on it since I read so little, but I was shocked, actually shocked at the writing.

KA has her own way of writing with her own quirks, etc. She'll never be a Loretta Chase or Linda Howard. But she knows (or knew) how to tell a story so I forgave the awkward writing.

Not this time.


Oh my God! I got 2 whole pages further than you before I DNF'd it.

Someone(s) actually read it to the end? I wonder if it's The Masochist's Book Club? Because nobody alive who actually likes well written books could read this piece of Motorcycle Man waste without wanting to flush (that was my clever way of calling it shit).

The last couple of KA books have been a disappointment but this was just unreadable.


It was unreadable. And even worse, it was boring. Perhaps it's just that we're aging? I don't have the patience to wade through reams of unnecessary verbiage or suffer through the awkward dialogue. I like the Colorado series, I like Motorcycle Man, there are several other books I enjoy. What the hell happened with this one? You're right, her last couple of books weren't up to her par. They all committed the sin of being boring.

But this one, this one is badly written with awkward sentences and incomplete thoughts. For example:  "I moved sedately to the morning room as the servant, who had also endured the attack that day, not to mention they had a house full of visitors to see to due to the cancelled Bitter Gates that was to happen that night, if the world had not been threatened." I had to read this several times to make sense of it. It didn't help that I remember nothing of the last book.

I also found this awkward:

"This made it safe for the most powerful men on those two continents to live out their days in harmony with the loves they'd found across universes.

Found them and impregnated them."

I promise, no more examples. Maybe it's just me and my aging brain ...


I think when reading KA  there's an agreement that what she considers alpha sometimes skids around the corner into silliness. Her men are big, bossy, intelligent men who manage to sound like a bunch of skinny, little six year olds trying to sound tough.

So here we have a man from this world who is in a Fantasy world of magic that seems very fairy princess-y with dragons and royalty and he's all "babe" and "sugar lips" and "want to play with my i-phone, little girl".

He called her sugar lips and this isn't a comedy. And the heroine who is supposedly cold as ice and regal as shit sits there and doesn't mind that this other world  dirt bag is talking to her in such a condescending and degrading manner.

Her last book was almost a DNF for me but I went back and finished it. Found it hard to read though. This one won't get that chance since I plan to delete it off my Kindle.

Carolyn, I hate to say but I think that KA will always be fondly remembered for Tack and her Colorado Men series (most of them were cracktastic at the time) but she's lost it now. Unreadable prose. Unlikable characters. Whatever she had is gone.


It pains me to agree with you. And a nonsensical aside - I find the name Nocturno ... less than appealing. He sounds like a musical score.

Anywhoo, I don't think Ms KA will see any more of my dollars. I expect authors to improve over time, not regress. It's very sad.

Thursday, August 18, 2016

Open Season by Linda Howard

For the life of me, I can't remember if I've read this book before. At the beginning, Daisy the librarian and Jack, the Chief of Police sounded vaguely familiar, even the plot sounded vaguely familiar, but I don't remember reading this book and surely it would have had the same effect on me back then (bought in 2013) as it did today.

I adored it!

Here, have a blurb.

Daisy Minor is bored. Worse than that, she's boring. A plain, small-town librarian, she's got a wardrobe as sexy as a dictionary and hasn't been on a date in years. She's never even had a lukewarm love affair, let alone a hot one. So when she wakes up on her thirty-fourth birthday, still living with her widowed mom and spinster aunt, she decides it's time to get a life.

But can a lifelong good girl turn bad? No, not exactly.

But she can pretend, right?

One makeover later, Daisy has transformed herself into a party girl extraordinaire. She's letting her hair down, dancing the night away at clubs, and laughing and flirting with men for the first time in, well, ever. With a new lease on her own place and her life, it's open season for man-hunting.

But on her way home late one night, Daisy sees something she's not supposed to see. Suddenly the target of a killer, she's forced to put her manhunt on hold. But the very moment she stops looking might be the moment she finds what she's wanted all along. Trouble is, before he can share her life, he might just have to save it.

This book, as happens in so many cases, is much more than the blurb. Although the author tackles the tough issue of sex trafficking, there is a lightness that shines throughout the book and saves it from becoming too depressing.

I liked both the main characters. In fact, Daisy reminded me a bit of me. I don't usually inject myself into a book, but like Daisy all I did was read growing up, to the point that once when my mother called me, I walked down a floor furnace (grate taken off for cleaning) because I couldn't put down my book.

If for no other reason, read this book for The Great Condom Caper. I laughed out loud. And really, it's a symbol of true love because purple, after all, is purple.

Daisy and Jack complemented each other so much. He appreciated her and all her eccentricities and fell in love with her. She didn't like or want a 'jock', but what can you do when a guy just 'gets' you? You appreciate him back and fall in love with him.

The puppy, Midus, just adds to the fun.

I highly recommend this book. It's not deep, it's not great literature, but it has likeable characters, a decent plot and although it could have been more 'in depth', there was enough depth to suit me.

Light reading at its best.  :-)

And The Kerfuzzles Just Keep On Coming

Sometimes you feel like a nut...

Okay, let me start by saying that I just finished The Hating Game by Sally Thorne and it was a really different kind of book. Most definitely a romance, written in first person in a voice that's not necessarily engaging but the writing and the story are.

About midway when the romance starts to blossom, there's moments of such delight that all is forgotten because holy shit, that's just so cute and clever.

Carolyn bought us the How To Write Sex book by Diana Galbadon. That should be fun to read. Especially if it starts Caress your pen softly until it's pliant between your fingers. It should moan as you begin to write, its opalescent scribbles like nectar on the page.

Or maybe not.

Started job hunting. I decided since there's nowhere for me to go in my current situation and no way to make more money, it was time to seek out other opportunities. Kind of a good time to start looking because (this gets kind of bad), I did a chart audit at work of my medical record and found that my co-workers have been in my chart. I see a psychologist which means that my seriously personal shit has been read by people who have no right to ever read such things.

Of course it's a violation of HIPAA laws and my boss is taking it seriously. And I'm terrified to go to work today because I think some people might be getting reamed for this and there's going to be all sorts of Lori hate going on.

But I feel so violated. My therapy notes have been read by someone. Hell, I haven't even gone in to read my own therapy notes. This whole situation just feels so fucked up.

Anyway, I'm going to read about writing sex. I might even write some. Cause those who have gotten too old and have no chances of getting laid write it.

Geez. Life sucks.

Friday, August 12, 2016

Weekend Plans?

We're seeing the Suicide Squad tonight. A nice way to end the week. Movie and popcorn followed by some midnight grocery shopping.

Going to polish up the old resume this weekend and Mollie and I are planning an eat fest with countless episodes of Teen Titans Go.

Hope to find a wall shelf to put up in my room for my notebooks and gosh, that's all my plans. (Except for finishing the Kelley Armstong novel and doing a little writing of my own).

Hugs and best wishes to those going through hard times.

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

He Said No

No raise.

He used the financially unstable excuse.

I don't think he wants to lose me but I also don't think he'd put any effort into keeping me either.

I don't know what I want to do. I love the job but I don't want to start feeling taken advantage of. And if more hits my plate, if I'm asked to do extra, why would I ever say yes again?

This became difficult.

Sunday, August 7, 2016

This Crazy Little Thing Called Life

Went to see the Tarzan movie last night. Was so looking forward to (unintelligible actor's name) to take off his shirt. After more than a few minutes into the movie I was hoping he'd take off his shirt and put it over the camera lens because that was just a bad movie.

Liked the actress though. Wish Samuel Jackson wasn't in it trying to look 20 years younger.


Amusingly politics is not currently being discussed in our house at this time. My unfortunate brother, he of the Fox Fallacies and Republican ballyhoo is lost in the quagmire of having a candidate he can't defend. Oh, he attacks Hillary with the same gusto but now even Republicans are starting to defend her and point out the lies they've told and the center is falling apart.

What can I say? I started this off feeling depressed and now I'm fascinated. I'm absorbing the news like a junkie. I want my next fix.

Do you remember that old movie Porky's? I did and I remembered it as being hysterically funny so I got a copy from Amazon and Mollie and I watched it last night. It still had some funny moments but a lot less laugh out loud. Some thing don't age as well, I guess.

Still Bullet Journaling and it's a wonderful thing. It's kind of compressing from being a million lists in one book to being a calendar with daily lists and journal. That's the great thing about it. It really does become what you need.

And my daughter has started 10th grade this year and has a paying job. I'm more than a little gob-smacked. She'll be working for the after-school program as a tutor (which she did last year as a volunteer) but with pay. And because there's so much less interest in it by other kids (missed opportunities, m'dear), she's being given more hours and a slightly higher than minimum wage. She's excited and I'm delighted.

She's talking about buying presents with her own money. I'm talking about savings. I plan to put her on a better financial path than I've ever been on myself.

And this weekend I checked my work email and found an email from a patient thanking me for doing what I told her I'd do and saying that it's rare to find someone who delivers on their promises. It made me feel amazing.

Saturday, August 6, 2016

Welcome to the Weekend

I want a raise.

I've been in my job over a year and my role has changed a lot since I was hired. And yesterday at work I was the only support staff for three doctors which meant I was on the front desk checking in and out patients, registering new patients, answering the phones, sorting through over 200 faxes, doing referrals, making travel arrangements, scheduling radiology procedures, scheduling sleep studies (which is much more time intensive than regular appointments), taking billing payments over the phone and in person (our office is the central line and when bills go out which they just did, we get all the billing calls) as well as cleaning, taking out garbage and not having a break.

I'm the only person in our office who can do a day like that and at the end of the day have the till balance, have all the faxes done, have all the tasks assigned to me done, schedule 2 sleep studies and answer all the messages on my phone, the recption phone and the nurse's phone.

I didn't lose my temper once. I had patients compliment me on my ability to juggle my duties and someone brought me a gift of limes (a patient that is).

I deserve a raise.

So why can't I ask for one?

No one is indispensable but if I leave this job, they won't get someone to replace me. They'll get someone who can do part of what I do. But they won't get be able to find someone able to do all that in a nine hour day (who can also answer billing questions, do TB shots and EKGs and help out with advertising).

I've asked for a raise once in my life with a doctor who denigrated me often. She gave a raise to the technician but refused me, saying I didn't deserve it.

I deserve it here.

I don't know how to ask.

If I ask and the boss says no then what would I do? Shrug and go back to work? I can't leave. It's honestly the best job I ever had and I love being that person who can do everything and does.

I deserve more money. I deserve to get paid for holidays and be compensated for the value I bring to the team. And I don't know how to ask. I'm driving myself crazy with this.