Today I help end the blog tour for two short stories: Magic O’Clock and Magical Memories by L.S. Fellows. I share my review for these personal yet fictional stories.
These are both fictional short stories based on the end of the author’s father’s life. The emotions and feelings the Fellows experienced are clearly put into these stories; as you read them you can’t help but experience those feelings as well.
Magic O’Clock: 16 pages
Magical Memories: 27 pages
Magic O’Clock Description:
Archie Royle is a kind, funny, gentle man.
He’s also my dad. My storyteller. My hero.
Except he doesn’t remember my face any more.
His world, these days, doesn’t include me or his family.
Life may have changed for him, but he hasn’t given up on life.
Not at all.
It’s just different.
Dad still tells his stories, albeit for a new audience.
He makes people smile and chuckle. As he always did.
He’s a fighter, a survivor and maybe sometimes too clever for his own good! He’ll surprise you. I can assure you of that.
Welcome to Magic O’Clock, where time is irrelevant and hope is unlimited.
Author: L.S. Fellows
Published: November 13, 2017
Reviewed By: Jessica
Date Read: September 25, 2018
Jessica’s Rating: 5 stars
The introduction sums up this short story perfectly:
You can miss someone who died,
You can miss someone who moved away,
But the worst is when you miss someone you see every day.
Magic O’Clock is written in first person and Fellows tells us the fictional story of her father Archie, who had Dementia. You can feel everything she deals with in the loss of her father not knowing who she is anymore. She captures the beauty and hope when her father possibly ‘reappears’ for those few moments.
Fellows skillfully captures what family members go through who have to deal with this terrible disease.
Magical Memories Description:
As Archie Royle takes his final breath, three sisters race to say their goodbyes.
Two don’t make it in time.
And now, it’s all my fault they’re too late.
Despite him having dementia.
Despite them not visiting in over a month.
But I won’t let anger win.
After all, we’re all grieving, aren’t we?
Surely, as a family, we can let bygones be bygones.
It’s what Dad would want. Expect.
It’s what he deserves.
We have so much to be grateful for.
So many fond and magical memories to share.
Magical Memories is a fictional tale of loss, grief and moving on. A sequel to Magic O’Clock.
Author: L.S. Fellows
Published: October 6, 2018
Reviewed By: Jessica
Date Read: September 26, 2018
Jessica’s Rating: 4 stars
Magical Memories beautifully captures Fellows’ continued story after Magic O’Clock with the end of her father’s life and the after effects. It deals with the differences of opinions the siblings have and how they dealt with everything and eventually come back together.
**If you have a loved one dealing with dementia or have been in the room with someone who has passed away, you may become emotional while reading these short stories. Even if you haven’t experienced those kinds of events, you may become misty-eyed. These are wonderfully written stories with many emotions.
**These stories can both be read during an hour lunch break. Do yourself a favor and read both of these stories.**
Buy Magical Memories here.
About the Author (In her own words):
Despite being born in England, my heart now lies in Spain. Many moons ago, I was a student in Granada, Spain. I loved it so much and swore I would return one day on a more permanent basis. In 2003, I did just that.
Now, as a fur-mum to two adorable but mischievous mutts, in my free time I can usually be spotted with my nose in a book, armed with just the teeniest chunk of chocolate and a zillion pomegranates!
Today I am helping in the cover reveal for Taylor Saville’s newest novel, which is available NOW! I also get to be the first to share with you the name of this novel: What is the title?????
First, here is a little about the novel:
It is a standalone at 433 pages and it is available on Kindle and Paperback….
I know, I’m such a tease….
The title to Taylor’s newest novel is:
Monotony. Isolation. Emptiness.
Can the cure for a bleak and meaningless life be found outside yourself? Can you find freedom from the plague of your existence in a sea of wire? Most importantly, is there ever any significance in a life… an identity you create outside your physical reality?
Mick Caverly wanted to find out. Depressed and socially inept, he creates an alluring persona on the internet. A persona he builds an entire world around, captivating thousands in the process with his sleeping talent as a writer. Though as the haze of his contrived popularity thickens, he loses sight of the only person he ever truly needed to connect with…
Now what does the cover look like?????? Keep scrolling to find out!!
Here it is:
I also get to share an excerpt with you! This is an excerpt of Mick Caverly’s writing:
Rust and Rot
by Mick Caverly
“The void widens in front of me, piercing my every sense with its sheer blackness. The sensation of falling forward grips my body, though I’ve remained still, lying with my back pressed against the floorboards, staring into the dark. Then, colliding with the rotted flesh of this heart, is the nothingness I have come to recognize as home. The all-encompassing sense of existence being devoid of all discernible meaning. The overwhelming desire to feel this infuriating pulse drift away from me, and dissipate much like the shadows sliding down the wall as headlights pass. It is in this moment I resent this heart for the efficient muscle it remains to be. I despise it for pounding this chemical-rich blood through a body still moving on autopilot. Against every will inside of me. Against the incessant voice screaming for me to die.
Let it break.
If I could be anything, I would be a piece of tempered glass. Struck with a single, wayward bullet, only to shatter into thousands of pieces. You would enjoy the sight of it, yet would not even be tempted to pick up one, tiny piece of me. You would not even have the thought to take me with you, nestled somewhere in your pocket. It is my deepest desire, to know you want a piece of me for yourself. Any piece at all, and I offered you everything. I would have stabbed myself in the heart if you only wanted to lick the knife. I would have laid down and made love to every demon you posses. I would have jumped without a parachute into the deepest chasm on earth, and painfully, I turned this worthless soul inside out in search of anything for you to love. Yet I returned empty handed. I returned a lesser man than you remembered.
Let it end.
After the collapse, I’m now overwhelmed by this desire to see royal blue water. To clasp soil and let it burrow into the callouses on my hands. The unexpected and unwarranted desire to live in spite of everything. In spite of this self-hatred still corroding the lining of my consciousness. Threatening to force the barrel against my temple once more, and yet I could almost imagine what it’s like to weep. Though I can’t remember if tears feel hot or cold against skin. I can’t remember what it felt like to revel in sun and wind, yet somehow this broken spirit has lifted its head enough to see the horizon.
Let it endure.
Rust and rot encase my mind, and yet an ocean churns beneath it. An ocean teeming with everything I’ve forgotten and am slowly beginning to remember. The mind awakens from this self-induced stupor, vomiting forth everything it couldn’t say, and I’m left standing in the blaring sunlight, unable to cope with the ability to think. Unable to cope with the sudden and forceful realization of the self. While the familiar nothingness still gnashes its teeth, it is now doing so behind me. It is now following me, rather than ravaging me day after day while I lie motionless. It is now propelling me forward, rather than dragging me into deeper, colder water.
Where I go from here doesn’t matter. Whether I live or die doesn’t matter. What matters to me now is what I put forth into this world before I finally sink. Before I finally succumb entirely to what may never fully release me…”
About the Author:
Taylor Saville is the author of Jagged Mind, and while it is not her first novel, it is the first novel she chose to publish. Her husband, Jeffrey Smith, or Ascending Storm, is a professional artist and designs all of her book covers. She has a new title, Korvad, just released, and a fantasy trilogy that is well under way. She is also currently writing three new novels simultaneously, so expect many more titles in the future. She will be an author to look out for!
Today’s First Line Friday is the second one in The Haunting of Sunshine Girl series.
Sixth period biology isn’t where most people expect to see a ghost, but I’m not like most people.
Sunshine Griffith can communicate with ghosts. Even more amazing, she recently discovered—with the help of her would-be boyfriend, Nolan—that she’s a luiseach, one of an ancient race of creatures who have lived among humans for centuries, protecting them from dark spirits and helping them move on to the afterlife. Now, Sunshine’s powers are awakening and she feels spirits everywhere—intense and sometimes overwhelming.
Eager to get her supernatural abilities under control, Sunshine agrees to begin training with her mentor, her estranged father Aidan. He takes her to an abandoned compound deep in the Mexican jungle. But what she learns there about her powers, and her family history, turns out to be more terrifying than Sunshine could have imagined. Can anything—Aidan’s experiments, her friendship with another luiseach named Lucio, even Nolan’s research—prepare Sunshine to face the frightening woman who haunts her dreams, and to finally learn the truth about the rift that threatens the future of the luiseach and all of humankind?
The stakes grow ever higher in this sequel to The Haunting of Sunshine Girl, revealing that Sunshine has to protect more than her own friends and family—she may be the key to saving the entire human race.