Check out this new addition by author Colin Guest to Sally's Cafe and Bookstore, from this post on the Smorgasbord Invitation blog.
Check out these new additions to Sally's Cafe and Bookstore, from this post on the Smorgasbord Invitation blog.
Meet author Alycee Lane from this post on the PBS blog.
Today I’d like to extend a warm welcome to Alycee Lane. Welcome to The PBS Blog! Let’s get started.
What is your name and where are you from?
My name is Alycee Lane and I’m from Buffalo, New York.
Nice, I’ve been to New York once. What is the most annoying habit that you have?
I laugh loudly at my own jokes, including the ones I tell in my own head.
Lol. What was your childhood dream?
My childhood dream was to be a doctor who would cure cancer. That dream ended when, at the age of six, I was spanked vigorously for having poured my secret cure into my mother’s milk at the dinner table.
Oh wow. You rebel you. What skill would you like to master?
I really would like to master playing the saxophone, but I’d actually have to learn how to play the saxophone.
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If you haven’t checked out Hugh’s Views and News blog, you need to. Here is a great post with a synopsis of some of the helpful information that has appeared on this blog in April.
A roundup of all the posts published on Hugh’s Views And News during April 2018.
A full roundup of all the posts published in March 2018 on Hugh’s Views And News.
All aboard my music time machine for the next part of an extract from my diary from 1988. Does playing with fire make a problem exciting? Continuing the story from 1988, with guest John W. Howell.
Have you voted for your favourite blogs and bloggers in this year’s Annual Bloggers Bash Awards? If you haven’t, at the time of publishing this post, there are less than 12 hours left before the polls close. Check out the post for all the details on how to vote. Hurry! Polls close at midnight (BST) 30th…
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Check out this post from the Legends of Windemere blog on the possibility of vampires blending into society.
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One of the most important things about being a vampire seems to be avoiding unnecessary attention and hiding. In fact, most times that vampires are wiped out it’s because they weren’t able to hide their presence. Some leave bodies while others attempt blatant world conquests, which attracts enemies. That’s why many will consider it smarter to stay in the shadows and only emerge for food, turning others, or stalking a high school for jailbait as if that’s normal for an immortal. Seriously, what is it with vampires and girls who are under eighteen?
One can touch on a variety of tactics for vampires to use, but many of them boil down to blending in. Sure, you can survive by isolating yourself or living with only your own kind like is done within Nyte. Yet, there are many who try to exist within the societies that they knew…
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Check out this review of the classic book, Fahrenheit 451, from The Writing Chimp blog.
About Fahrenheit 451: Set in a dystopian future, it follows the story of Guy Montag, a fireman. But in this future, firemen don’t put out fires, they create fires…of banned books.
Guy doesn’t question his existence, or the way things are…until he meets his neighbor Clarisse.
What will follow is a slow unfurling of every truth Guy has held dear.
My Review:So, this isn’t the easiest book to read. There are times when you get lost in the beautiful prose and the haunting flow of the story. And times when you are so lost in the beautiful prose that you don’t know where you are in the story…Fahrenheit 451 isn’t the kind of book you dip into while waiting for the train on a busy platform!
Trust me on this, I tried it.
There are times in life when you just want to sit down and watch a…
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Check out this guest post by author Karen Hugg from Sue Vincent’s blog.
One warm day in the summer of 2005, I was headed upstairs with a basket of laundry when I heard a yowl through the landing window. I peeked out at the strip of trees and shrubs that separated our house from the neighbor’s to see what the fuss was. I only saw greenery and the driveway. Later that day, I heard the yowl again. That evening, again. It soon became a habit that in the evenings and early mornings we heard the yowling outside. It was no doubt a cat, but it wasn’t our cat, a medium-haired calico named Madeleine, nor was it any neighbor cat we knew of. None of the neighbor cats made noise. But this one did and did so insistently.
My husband Ethan and I went about our lives as usual: working weekdays, fixing up the house, walking the dogs, cycling, gardening. And it was one…
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