Spotlight on…The Home Team Part 3

Reviewer Cathy Speight

I’ve decided to give my unruly pupils a little rest from lessons. Well, their attention spans aren’t great, and since another British-hosted Olympics probably won’t happen again in my lifetime and I’m somewhat obsessed, I’m going to do another round-up of books by members of the illustrious IU team.

This time, I’m featuring books by Yvonne Hertzberger, Chris James, and Carol Wyer, each uniquely different from the other and great reads.  Continue reading “Spotlight on…The Home Team Part 3”

Book Brief: Thief of Hope

Thief of Hope
by Cindy Young-Turner
Genre: Fantasy
96,000 words

Sydney, a street urchin and pickpocket in the town of Last Hope, has managed to evade the oppressive Guild for years, but there is no escaping fate when she’s sentenced to death for associating with the resistance. After she’s rescued by a wizard, Sydney is forced to accept that magic—long outlawed throughout the Kingdom of Thanumor—still exists, and the Tuatha, a powerful faery folk, are much more than ancient myth and legend. When the wizard offers a chance to fight the Guild and bring Willem, bastard prince and champion of the Tuatha, to the throne, Sydney embraces the cause as a way to find her own redemption. But Sydney’s fear of the Guild, distrust of authority, and surprising connection to the Tuatha threaten Willem’s success. Can she untangle the strange threads that entwine her life not only to the fate of the kingdom, but also to Willem himself?

This title is available from Amazon US, Amazon UK, and Barnes and Noble. Continue reading “Book Brief: Thief of Hope”

Build Your Wings

When I was maybe 12 or 13 years old, one of the first stories I ever wrote was about an old man wandering the streets in a dystopian future. He was so old and forgotten that he couldn’t even remember his name, going by the initials RDB. Those initials, of course, stood for Raymond Douglas Bradbury, and the man at the time was my literary hero. My very obvious stylistic mimicry of him back then, in that and many other proto-stories, was excruciating yet necessary; all part of a writer’s journey. But it’s no exaggeration to say I almost certainly wouldn’t have been a writer had it not been for Ray Bradbury and his short stories in particular. Up until the time I opened a well-pawed library copy of The Illustrated Man, I knew I loved stories (what kid doesn’t?), but I’d never realised until that moment how those stories could be presented, enclosed in beauty, garnished with lyricism and beauty. Not just the tale but the telling. That was Bradbury’s gift to me and countless other readers who, thanks to his example, began to dream of also being writers. Continue reading “Build Your Wings”