Month: July 2019

Pixie and the Green Book Mystery

Author:  Coraline Grace
Illustrator: Encarna Dorado

Published: March 2019
103 Pages

Reviewed By: Jessica
Date Read: July 14, 2019
Jessica’s Rating:  4 stars

Book Description:

Pixie And The Green Book Mystery is the first in the series: The Purple Mystery, and The Yellow Mystery up next.

Magic is alive at The Rocky Point Library. ~

It’s an apple disaster day for Pixie, a second grader at Rocky Point Elementary. However, a trip to her local library changes everything. When Pixie happens upon a mysterious green book, she discovers the fairy tales have come to life out of their books. But danger is lurking just around the corner. The usual librarian, Miss Rita Goode, is nowhere to be seen. And it doesn’t take long for Pixie to learn the man behind the counter is an imposter. He’s an evil Book Guardian trying to capture the fairy tale characters and rid their books forever.

But for a girl who loves reading, Pixie will do whatever it takes to save her new friends. Tick tocktime is running out! Can she get them safely back into their books before it’s too late? Or will the world of fairy tales come to an end?

Jessica’s Review:

Pixie was a fun short children’s chapter picture book that encourages reading and library attendance.  If your child enjoys fairy tales including Peter Pan, Cinderella, Snow White, and Alice in Wonderland then they will enjoy Pixie as some of these characters come to life in their own unique way that is different from the stories we know. 

Pixie, whose real name is Marigold has a bad day at school, but then she goes to the library and there she ends up in an adventure to save our beloved fairy tale characters from the evil Book Guardian, who wants to put them in electronic devices for some unknown reason.  For me, this was confusing as some readers (including myself) may actually be reading this story on a device.  What is so bad about electronic devices? Yes, I prefer ‘physical books’, but reading is still reading.  Kids most likely won’t notice this conundrum as this book is meant for children’s enjoyment, which they will have no matter what format they are reading the story on.

This is a complete story as Pixie saves the day and she looks forward to returning to the library and more adventures. 

There were some nice additions at the end of the story.  There was “Words You May Not Know” which gives definitions to some larger words that younger children may not know.  There was “Write On” which are activities for the young reader to help them think about the story they just finished and make it interactive.  Lastly, there is a “Cooking with Pixie” child friendly recipe for ants on an apple log that was mentioned early on in the story.  The recipe of course mentions getting an ok with an adult first. 

The book is themed with green as the ‘magic’ color and it is throughout the story and illustrations.  The illustrations definitely enhance the story as they are simple, yet effective.

I look forward to Pixie’s next adventure along with the themed color. 

**Special thanks to the author for sending me a copy that I chose to read and review on my own.**

Purchase Links:
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Spring Fever by Mary Kay Andrews

Author: Mary Kay Andrews
Published: June 5, 2012
402 Pages

Reviewed By: Kim
Kim’s Rating: 5 stars

Book Description:
First husbands
Annajane truly believes she is over her ex-husband, Mason. They’ve been divorced for four years, she’s engaged to a terrific new guy, and she’s ready to leave the small North Carolina town where she and Mason had so much history. She is so over Mason that she has absolutely no problem attending his wedding. But when fate intervenes and the wedding is called to a halt as the bride is walking down the aisle, Annajane begins to realize that maybe this happened for a reason. And maybe, just maybe, she wants Mason back…

Second chances
But there are secrets afoot in this small Southern town, and soon Annajane discovers that change can bring out the worst in people-even her own friends and neighbors-and uncover family scandals. Happiness could be hers for the taking…and the life she once had with Mason could be in her future. But first Annajane must find out what she’s really made of, and what really matters most.

Kim’s Review:

One of my very favorite MKA books EVER! It’s so summery and fun! I grew up drinking Cheerwine with the rest of the Carolinas so Quixie played into all my nostalgic feelings. I even tried Cheerwine and Rum and Cheerwine and Vodka during our beach vacation and now I’m addicted. Every single character is amazing. Even the ones you’re supposed to hate. I just love hating them. It’s a classic MKA love story with lots of romance and conflict, sarcasm and stealth, plot twists and surprises. It’s an easy, happy read that is perfect for summer and the beach!

Purchase Links:
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Blog Tour: Missing in Wales

Today I will be sharing an extract for my spot on the blog tour for Missing in Wales by Jenny O’Brien.

**If you are in the UK, there is an awesome giveaway going on!**

Book Description:

Missing in Wales, the first in an exciting new Welsh-set crime series by Jenny O’Brien, author of The Stepsister. The next in series, Stabbed in Wales, will be available soon.

Alys is fine – don’t try to find us

Izzy Grant is haunted by the abduction of her newborn daughter five-years ago. When a postcard arrives from her missing partner, the man she believes is responsible, saying they’re fine and asking her not to try to find them, she knows she can’t give up hoping. Then she sees a face from her past. Grace Madden. Just where did she disappear to all those years ago? And is there a connection between her disappearance and that of her child?

DC Gabriella Darin, recently transferred from Swansea, is brash, bolshie and dedicated. Something doesn’t fit with the case and she’s determined to find out just what happened all those years ago.

Purchase Links:
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Chapter 1: Izzy, woken from her sleep, discovers that both her baby and boyfriend are missing. 

The fire had died back to nothing, the embers just a pale glow in the grate. She turned her head to glance out of the window, her hand instinctively pulling the woollen blanket around her shoulders, a shiver snaking its way across her spine. The last time she’d looked out, the sun had been streaming in through the pane but all that was visible now was the dense grey of twilight. The phone rang, slicing through her sudden fear. She struggled to sit, her neck stiff from the arm of the sofa. A million excuses chased through her mind.

They’ve been delayed, a puncture or, knowing Charlie, he’s run out of petrol.

Her hand lifted the receiver to her ear before gently replacing it. She’d learnt the best way to treat cold callers was by doing exactly that. No comment. No words. Nothing.

She pulled the throw tighter over her shoulders, her eyes now on the clock on the mantelpiece, her mind in a tangle.

Two hours? How the hell could she have slept for so long? Quickly followed by the worst thought of all – he must have had an accident. Even now he’s in some anonymous hospital bed and as for Alys

Her stomach clenched when there was no need – she’d just ring his mobile. Reaching out a hand, she quickly tapped in the well-remembered number.

The person you are trying to reach is currently unavailable. Please leave a message after the tone.

She was scared now, really scared. He never left his phone switched off even if it was only to check on the football scores. They’d been gone hours. She had no idea where the hell he could have taken her. Alys would need a feed and a nappy change. There was nowhere he’d go, not with a newborn.

She heaved a sigh at her foolishness and, for one long moment, relished the feel of wool against skin as she tried to laugh her fears off. She wasn’t his keeper. They’d got held up. Something had happened, something silly that she couldn’t guess at and, in a minute, she’d hear the creak of the gate and the turn of the key.

The moment passed. The minutes continued ticking and her sliver of calm disintegrated.

In a sudden burst of movement, she leapt from the chair and ran up the stairs.

That’s it. They came in earlier, hours earlier and even now they’re both curled up in their beds, not wanting to wake me.

But her cot was empty, apart from the pale-yellow blanket folded neatly over the end, just the way she’d left it that morning. Their bed was empty too; the duvet flung back any old how, the sheets cold, wrinkled, uninviting.

Outside. Maybe he’d pulled up and decided to close his eyes. Maybe it was like the last time when he forgot his keys and, if Alys had fallen asleep in the car, he might have decided not to wake me.

She remembered the last time. His sheepish grin when she shook him back into the land of the living, which developed into their first big row and ended in a swift coupling against the back of the sofa.

There was post on the mat but she just stepped over it.  She wasn’t in the mood for bills and flyers. She just needed to know that Alys was safe.

The air was cold, wiping the smile from her face. There was barely a glimmer of light as twilight switched to dusk. They were far enough away from everyone for darkness, when it hit, to mean exactly that. There wasn’t even a visible moon or any stars to light the way. She took a second to drag air into her lungs, the smell from the winter-flowering jasmine around the door filling her senses, but there was no joy to be had from the scent. Her eyes adjusted enough to see the outline of the gate and the telegraph pole next to it. There was no car, no indication that he’d returned. There was nothing apart from the empty track leading up to the house.

She stayed awhile, a scream building in the back of her throat. Something was wrong, dreadfully wrong – something that she had no way of putting right.

She finally wandered back into the hall, leaving the front door open, the throw trailing in her wake. She was cold down to the bone, but it wasn’t the type of cold that the warmth from wool was going to solve. Her hand stretched towards the phone for a third time, her arm brushing against her breasts, now heavy with milk. She hesitated, her gaze resting on the first nine. Was she overreacting? Was this the paranoid response of a new mum? Maybe. Probably. Hopefully.


About the Author:

Jenny O’Brien was abandoned in Dublin at the tender age of 17 by her parents when they decided to move to Wales. It was only on the completion of her studies that she was finally able to join them.

She’s an avid reader and book blogger in addition to being a RoNA book judge.

She writes for both children and adults with a new book coming out every six months or so.

In her spare time she can be found frowning at her wonky cakes and even wonkier breads. You’ll be pleased to note she won’t be entering Bake-Off. She’s also an all-year-round sea swimmer.

Jenny currently resides on the island of Guernsey with her husband, children and cats. She works as a nurse and writes in her spare time.

Readers can find out more about Jenny from her blog: https://jennyobrienwriter.wordpress.com

Contact Jenny:
Twitter: @ScribblerJB

 

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