Val Muller

The Electronic Wordsmith

I had the chance to interview author Larissa Hinton. The young adult fantasy and paranormal romance author grew up in Virginia Beach, Virginia and Chesapeake, Virginia. She now lives in northern Virginia, but she always looks forward to going back to the sweet smell of the salty ocean.

Larissa has always loved writing since the age of 12 and hasn’t stopped since. After many years of writing whimsical tales of romance and fantasy, she is now proud to be a self-published author. When she’s not writing, she’s teaching English at a local middle school.

When seen out of the classroom, Larissa is shopping for the next great Wii game, searching for undiscovered treasure (a.k.a. sparkly jewelry) and plucking some fresh fruits (or vegetables, dependent on the year) out of her small garden.

Larissa Hinton is currently author of Everblossom: A Short Story and Poetry Anthology. However, be on the lookout for Angel Diaries (a paranormal romance) and Everblossom 2: A Second Anthology of Short Stories and Poems!

If you want to know more about this author and her sarcasm, then check out her blog (http://teacherwritebookaholicohmy.blogspot.com/) and click on FAQs.

Tell us about your book:
Everblossom: A Short Story and Poetry Anthology is a collection of short stories and poems that explore the three stages of a flower that correlates to the human different stages of life but with a paranormal and fantasy twist. Here’s more information about it in the blurb:
An anthology that will quench your thirst for more than the ordinary.
Everblossom is a journey through poems and short stories that may seem ordinary on the surface but dig a little deeper and the world not only shifts… it changes.
The author who brought you Iwishacana/Acanawishi, now brings you a dash of everything from dark fantasy to the paranormal to romance. So prepare yourself to delve into the three stages of the flower from bud to blossom then back to seed; you’ll go through them all with a whole new perspective on what it all truly means.What is your favorite character or element of your novel?
My favorite character in my anthology is Jia since she’s a tough female character that is beautiful and unique from the inside out. Additionally, I loved creating her. I feel like she could truly be my daughter in so many respects especially since our sarcasm is so similar.What book or author has been most inspirational for you, and why?


Stephenie Meyer has been most inspirational author for me because she inspired me to push the boundaries on my own writing. For so long I wrote only in two genres: fantasy and romance. I actually went out on a limb and explored other genres in my writing and reading journey. I will always be thankful to her for that.If you were to be stranded on a desert island, what non-survival-related item would you bring along that you couldn’t live without?
Hmm, that’s a tough one. I could never live without for sure is my cell phone. It’s not that I would use it to keep in contact (even though that’s a bonus), I have a function on my phone where I can write notes and I use that to construct many of my stories on the go. I could never leave the house without it!Are you working on any other projects at the moment?

Absolutely! I’m working on my YA paranormal romance called Angel Diaries. Here’s a snippet of the blurb (the cover for Angel Diaries is attached):

Lindsey’s life couldn’t have been any more ordinary. So, she had two guys fighting over her, a psychic friend and a school dominated by Goths but, other than that, life was good. That is until horrible nightmare start about her mother being ripped apart by a monster changed her life from the inside out. Literally. Her whole world was full of lies. She’s not even human. She’s an Angel.
This book is recommended for 16 years or older due to adult scenes and situations.

What question do you wish I had asked?
I wish you would have asked something about my favorite book (Nightshade by Andrea Cremer btw).

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As the last few weeks of school are winding down, I thought I would review some of the books I teach or have taught. In high school I read (or attempted to read) Thomas Hardy’s Jude the Obscure, and I swore off Thomas Hardy forever. But then life happened, and I found myself teaching Tess of the D’Urbervilles and loving it. So I thought I’d share some of my enthusiasm here. The novel has been dubbed Hardy’s most accessible, and it’s free on Kindle, so feel free to give it a try.

The novel follows a young woman named Tess who tries simultaneously to compensate for her parents’ irresponsibility, forge her own way in life, and fight a series of events that suggests she was born under an unlucky star while all the while living in a society whose rules seem to contradict the natural laws of nature.

First of all, to understand the novel you must understand that it was written during the Victorian Era when society had a hypocritical enthusiasm for ensuring the purity of women while ignoring the purity of men. Hardy was also using the novel to examine his views on formal religion versus general moral beliefs as well as to examine his idea of tragedy, which comes from “the worthy encompassed by the inevitable.” For example, Hardy wrote a poem about the Titanic in which Fate prepares a “sinister mate” for the Titanic in the form of an iceberg.

The second thing to understand is that because he was writing during Victorian times, he had to confine his writing to certain (prudish) standards. For example, in the original text, there is a scene in which a man carries four dairymaids across a flooded river. This was a bit too scandalous for certain publications, and for one of his editions, Hardy was forced to rewrite the scene so that the man used a wheelbarrow to ferry the maidens across (rather than the scandalous act of actually touching four separate unmarried women!). As a result, Hardy’s language is often metaphorical, sometimes in intriguing ways.

For example, there is a scene written about a strawberry. And yes, it’s just about a strawberry. But the undercurrent of the scene could make even a modern-day reader uncomfortable. The scene establishes the alluring yet pushy nature of Alec and foreshadows the rape scene, which causes Tess’s life to spiral down in tragedy. The scene is from Chapter Five:

Tess wished to abridge her visit as much as possible; but the young man was pressing, and she consented to accompany him.  He conducted her about the lawns, and flower-beds, and conservatories; and thence to the fruit-garden and greenhouses, where he asked her if she liked strawberries.

“Yes,” said Tess, “when they come.”

“They are already here.”  D’Urberville began gathering specimens of the fruit for her, handing them back to her as he stooped; and, presently, selecting a specially fine product of the “British Queen” variety, he stood up and held it by the stem to her mouth.

“No–no!” she said quickly, putting her fingers between his hand and her lips.  “I would rather take it in my own hand.”

“Nonsense!” he insisted; and in a slight distress she parted her lips and took it in.

They had spent some time wandering desultorily thus, Tess eating in a half-pleased, half-reluctant state whatever d’Urberville offered her.  When she could consume no more of the strawberries he filled her little basket with them; and then the two passed round to the rose-trees, whence he gathered blossoms and gave her to put in her bosom. She obeyed like one in a dream, and when she could affix no more he himself tucked a bud or two into her hat, and heaped her basket with others in the prodigality of his bounty.

What I love about the novel is Hardy’s elegant prose. His word choice is elegant yet not over-the-top, and reading his work will definitely help with SAT scores! Hardy’s sophisticated vocabulary means he can choose the exactly appropriate word for each situation. His imagery is often symbolic or suggestive, and his use of point-of-view allows him to include humor in the overall tragic work. For example, Tess’s parents are portrayed as often-drunk, childish, country bumpkins (of the Victorian British variety), allowing comic relief to break up Tess’s misery.

My favorite point-of-view shift comes toward the end of the novel in which Hardy describes a murder scene. Instead of bringing us intimately into the murder chamber itself, he shifts into the point-of-view of a woman watching a red spot on the ceiling above her become increasingly larger. It isn’t until the woman more closely examines the spot that the reader realizes the spot is blood, and a murder has taken place in the room upstairs.

I won’t go into depth in the plot here—you can go to any number of sites for a summary—but I will recommend the book for its prose, its criticism of Hardy’s society (the questions he asks are still relevant today—is there a double-standard in the way we view men and woman? –is someone with moral beliefs just as admirable as someone who follows the rules of a given religion?), and its foray into the idea of a more modern tragedy than the Oedipus of old.

 

My favorite memories of growing up with my mother revolve around summertime. There was just something magic about the summertime. About being barefoot and chasing fireflies and having long summer days made special by Mom. In fact, there was this book we used to read. I can’t remember the title—maybe it was “Going Barefoot,” but it was about a kid who couldn’t wait to go barefoot and kept asking when it would be warm enough to go without shoes. The mother in the book kept reminding him that June was the time to go barefoot… the magic in that book fully captures the magic of my childhood summers.

We had these two little plastic tables—one orange and one yellow—that Mom would set up in the back yard. My sister sat at one, and I at the other. For lunch, Mom would bring us juice to drink at the tables while we sat and waited for her to bring lunch. My sister and I turned to each other and giggled at the adventure. The birds chirping in the trees, polynoses falling from above, the scent of freshly-cut grass carrying on the breeze. And then Mom would bring out lunch. Butterfly crackers (they were actually shaped like butterflies), ham roll-ups (deli-ham rolled up into kid-friendly pieces), and American cheese slices cut into fun shapes. It was such a fun lunch that I forgot I didn’t like to eat (I was a difficult eater).

Our back yard was its own world, a land of pure magic, where anything could happen. Each summer my sister and I got to pick out a new pair of “jelly shoes,” translucent plastic shoes of fun colors (they have made a come-back in recent years). We got to wear summer dresses (ours usually matched) and swim suits. We listened to crickets chirp and owl hoot. And through it all there was Mom, conducting the summer magic. Teaching us about flowers and birds. Finding fun new ways to style our hair. Instilling in us a love of summer reading and the outdoors.

Summer has always been my favorite season, and there are many reasons for that. But childhood summers were the best for one reason: Mom. As much as she was able, Mom took the summers off or worked shortened hours to be home with us as much as possible. She always had special little ways of making summer days magical, whether it was special lunches outside or trips to the library or beach; eating green beans fresh from the garden or evenings spent making s’mores.

As summer approaches once again, that calm sense of wonder creeps in. The spring peepers usher in the greenery, and I know that the days ahead will be filled with fireflies and campfires, lunches on the picnic table and s’mores after dinner. And my feet are getting restless—they can’t wait until they can go barefoot in June.

Happy Mother’s Day, Mom!

Welcome to the second installment of flash fiction from the Spot Writers!

Today’s flash fiction comes to us from Val Muller, the author of CORGI CAPERS: DECEIT ON DORSET DRIVE, a mystery novel for young readers and FOR WHOM MY HEART BEATS ETERNAL, a spicy sci-fi romance with a twist. This is a “deleted scene” from FOR WHOM MY HEART BEATS ETERNAL. In this scene, our protagonist Anna has been sent back in time—inadvertently—and must seek the help of her physics professor… forty years before he became the man who discovered time travel. You can buy the novel here (kindle) or here (other formats).

Next week’s story will be by Cathy MacKenzie, who has self-published two books of poetry, “To Love a Grandmother” and “Poems of Inspiration and Love,” which can be found at: https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/camack. She also appears in various anthologies, such as those published by Rebel Ink Press and Dancing With Bear Publishing. Visit her website (at end of this week’s story) for more information on this author.

 

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Look of Wonder
Val Muller

Anna slumped back against the stiff couch. It was firm and hideously striped— mustard yellow and brown and something that might pass for green. It was just like her grandmother’s vintage couch from way back in the Seventies.

‘This is the Seventies,’ she told herself.

She stared across the coffee table at the young man sprawled on the shag carpet. His pants were ridiculously orange and ridiculously tight. She felt a blush of a thought and made herself look away.

‘This is your professor,’ she reminded herself. ‘He’s forty years older than you.’ But the twenty-two year old in front of her sure didn’t seem like it. She watched the way his brow raised as he examined the tablet. His eyes remained wide, amazed at what must be alien technology to him. She recognized the same intensity, that look of wonder, on the face of his modern-day counterpart back in the lab each time he stumbled upon something absolutely amazing.

The tablet screen beeped, and his amazement melted to fear. “I think I broke it,” he mumbled. “The data I was viewing just disappeared.” His face paled. “We needed that data… What if we can’t—what if I’ve trapped you here? I’d never be able to forgive myself.”

“The data’s probably still there,” Anna said. She stood up and took the tablet from his outstretched hand. Then she looked at the screen and smiled. “Here it is,” she said. It was just a matter of sliding around icons. But how could she even begin to explain to him about operating systems and apps? If he was going to find a way to send her home, she’d better try.

“Here,” she said, sliding on the floor next to him and getting ready to deliver a lecture on tablet technology. She slid her finger across the icons on the screen and started to explain. In the middle of her lecture she stole a glance at his face. He wasn’t looking at the tablet. He was looking into her face. And his eyes glowed with that sparkling intensity, that look of wonder—the way they always did when he was gazing upon something truly amazing.

 

The Spot Writers- our members. You can find our Thursday posts at any of the following blogs:

Catherine A. MacKenzie

http://writingwicket.wordpress.com/wicker-chitter

Jessica Degarmo

http://www.jessicadegarmo.com/

 RC Bonitz

http://www.rcbonitz.com

 Val Muller

https://valmuller.com/

 

A blast from my past: I’ve been featured in a news update in The Norwalk Hour. You can view the post here.

This was my hometown paper where I grew up in Connecticut. In fact the title Corgi Capers: Deceit on Dorset Drive was inspired by the neighborhood in which I grew up. All the street names there were named after placed in England, such as Dorset and Canterbury.

Thank you to the editors of The Hour!

 

Shattering Glass is a YA book following the transformation of Simon Glass, an unpopular, fat, clumsy student. When a new kid named Rob comes to the school, he decides to make it his big project to turn Glass into someone popular. Rob’s plan works more than well, and soon Glass displays an independent (and dark) streak that wasn’t part of Rob’s plan. I won’t give away the ending, but it gets dark in a creepy way!

My overall assessment: A great book for high school students and reluctant readers, especially teenage boys.

Negatives first: This is a YA book, so it didn’t have all the twists and turns and nuances of a fully-developed adult novel. It took me a while to “get” the main character. At first the protagonist’s voice sounded generic (I didn’t realize right away that the protag was a boy!) It wasn’t until I learned a detail about his past that his voice really started standing out. Then, he became real to me. Still, I teach high school, and I could see lots of my students enjoying this book. The plot was not cliche (oh, definitely not!), but it was easy enough to follow.

Now, the positives: It was a compelling read. What I enjoyed most the structure of the novel. Each chapter begins with a quote from various minor characters in the novel. These quotes allude to the novel’s ending, so at first they don’t make a lot of sense except to add some creepy foreshadowing. As the chapters progress, the reader puts together clues from these opening quotes to infer how the novel will end–and it’s a grim ending. Because of this extensive foreshadowing, the novel takes on a dark aura, and the reader is compelled to turn the pages. The chapters are short, and each opening quote gives readers just enough clues to convince them to keep reading. I finished the book in two sittings. I will definitely recommend the book to my high school students.

From a writer’s point of view, the book is a great lesson in pacing and point of view. Giles did a great job in choosing which details to include and when to include them. The result is a dark, suspenseful page-turner. If you want insight into the darker side of high school, this book is worth your time.

Welcome to the Spot Writers Club. Today is our first gift to you- a free read. We’ll be posting stories to our blogs for your enjoyment every Thursday from now on. Today’s contribution comes from RC Bonitz, author of A LITTLE BIT OF BLACKMAIL  and  A BLANKET FOR HER HEART.

Next week’s story will be by Val Muller, author of FOR WHOM MY HEART BEATS ETERNAL, a sci-fi romance, and CORGI CAPERS: DECEIT ON DORSET DRIVE, a mystery novel for young readers.

Check out our blogs at the end of this story. You’ll also be hearing from Jessica and Cathy in the next few weeks.

This week’s story has a special treat. It has a secret. If you’re the first to guess what it is you’ll win one of RC’s books.

September Sunset   by RC Bonitz
Purple clouds and golden yellow light painted a glowing sunset as she leaned against the railing of the dock. She hugged herself against the chill of the September breeze. The other people on the dock ignored her, fishing and talking to each other as if she were a shadow in the falling darkness.

Never mind, she would not brood. So, her kid sister would be married Saturday. And her best friend tied the knot last month. She didn’t need a guy, no way. Biological clock be damned. Of course, at thirty-three, she still had a chance.

A gust of wind whipped her hair around her head. She squeezed her collar tighter against the chill, but didn’t move. Home had no appeal at the moment and she didn’t mind the cold. She glanced at the plastic tub beside one of the fishermen and smiled. It held one tiny fish barely as long as her hand.

Something jerked her collar very hard and the tiniest prick of pain stabbed at her neck.

“Damn it,” someone said on the other side of the dock.

She tried to turn, but that pain jabbed her neck again as another pull almost yanked her backwards. “Hey, what are you doing?”

“Oh crap, I’m sorry,” the voice said.

The tug at her collar eased and she turned. The tip of a fishing rod poked her in the cheek. She jumped. That little jab in her neck stabbed her again, sharp and painful. “What are you doing? Trying to kill me?”

The guy just stood there, fishing rod in hand, his face shadowed by a hoodie in the fading light. “I’m sorry. My bad. Don’t move, okay?”

She stared at him, then felt the little pricker thing poking at her neck. Reaching up to remove it, her arm tangled in a piece of fishing line. And the pricker thing stabbed her again. “Ouch. What happened? Am I hooked?”

“Let me see where you’re caught. I’m so sorry. Just hold still,” he said, and removing a knife from his belt, he cut the line.

“What are you doing?”

“Does it hurt a lot?”

“No, it’s sort of like a pin prick.”

He pushed back his hood and smiled. “That’s good. The hook didn’t go in very far.” He stepped toward her, gathering up loose line, then used the knife to cut it away. Almost in her face, he stopped, stared at her for just a second, then put a very strong hand on her shoulder and turned her around. “I’ll have you free in a minute.”

He stood behind her, moving her hair about, then tugging at her jacket and brushing ever so lightly the skin of her neck. She shivered.

“I’m sorry. My hands are cold. What’s your name?”

“Maggie. What’s yours?”

“Dan. I owe you a new jacket.”

“What? This is my favorite coat.”

“You’re bleeding a little too.” He crossed the dock to a ratty looking tacklebox.

“I’m bleeding? What did you do?”

“I screwed up making a cast and hooked you,” he said, returning with a Band-Aid.

“Oh great.”

His fingers went to her neck again, carefully applying the Band-Aid.

“Have you had a tetanus shot lately? You better play it safe.”

“Oh great,” she said, the words barely a whisper. He had such great eyes and he looked so concerned.

“Actually, I think it is.”

“What?”

“We’ll have to go shopping together for your jacket. And I’ll have to make sure you get a tetanus shot. So, if you’ll forgive me, I think this will be just fine.” He gave her the sweetest smile.

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The Spot Writers- our members. You can find our Thursday posts at any of the following blogs:

Catherine A. MacKenzie

http://writingwicket.wordpress.com/

Jessica Degarmo

http://www.jessicadegarmo.com/

 RC Bonitz

http://www.rcbonitz.com

 Val Muller

https://valmuller.com/blog/

 

Today I’m featuring author Jaidis Shaw, author of recently-released Destiny Awaits (Juniper Grove Chronicles #1). She has agreed to subject not only herself to an interview, but one of her characters as well. Be sure to enter the giveaway at the end of the interview for a chance to win a copy of her ebook!

Without giving too much away, can you tell us a bit about your book?
After the death of her parents, Alayna Scott packs up and moves to Juniper Grove in hopes of starting over. But instead, she unknowingly catches the eye of a local vampire who selects her as his next meal. Through a series of events, Alayna is brought into a world that she never knew existed and struggles to not only survive but against what she has become.

Synopsis: Twenty-year-old Alayna Scott receives visions around water, but even her foresight couldn’t prepare her for the tragic accident that claimed the lives of her parents. With everything she loves gone, Alayna packs up and moves to the small town of Juniper Grove in hopes of starting over. Jayden McKnight can’t explain the attraction that he feels whenever Alayna is near, but he does know that he will do whatever it takes to win her heart. When a vampire selects Alayna as his next victim, Jayden will stop at nothing to ensure her safety – even if that means bringing Alayna into a world that she never knew existed. Love blossoms, challenges are made and Alayna will find herself fighting not only to survive, but to understand what she has become.

If your book were a movie, what rating would you give it (PG, R, etc.)?
If my book were made into a movie, I would like to think that the rating would be PG – 13 since the book is geared towards a YA audience.

Questions with Alayna

I understand that water holds a special power for you. Tell us about it.
For those of you who I am just meeting for the first time, the power that my lovely host speaks of is the ability to see visions in water. Before I moved to Juniper Grove, I did everything I could to keep my visions a secret so that people wouldn’t consider me a freak. That all changed after I moved and I found that I needed the visions to survive. I am becoming more comfortable with the visions and myself with each passing day.

Why did you decide to pack up everything and move to Juniper Grove?
My move came out of necessity and desperation. It was hard enough to accept the death of my parents and there was a small chance that I could have stayed and made it work but I just couldn’t do it. Everyone treated me differently after the accident and no matter where I went or what I did; someone would always say how sorry they were or how terrible it was. Have you ever tried to move on after a tragic loss and even though people try to be sympathetic, you just wish they would act like it never happened at all? That’s how I felt. I was struggling to keep things together and I just needed to get away and go some place where nobody knew about the accident.

I’m sorry to hear about your recent attack. What can you tell us about it?
It certainly came as a shock, that’s for sure. I was just outside, minding my own business, when a man came out of nowhere. Of course later I found out that what I thought was a man was in actuality a vampire who thought it would be funny to sink his teeth into my flesh. For better or worse, that attack has changed my life and there is no way that I can go back.

Who is Jayden, and how would you characterize your relationship with him?
Jayden is amazing! *Smiles* He started out as my neighbor when I first moved to Juniper Grove and he helped me get my new house cleaned up. I knew when I first met him that I liked him but I was hesitant to let anyone close to me. But when he risked everything to save me I knew that I needed him in my life. Some people may think that I rushed into a relationship with him but we make each other happy and that’s all that matters.

I’m thinking about relocating. Would you recommend I move to Juniper Grove?
Vampires aside, Juniper Grove is an amazing place to live and there are so many wonderful people and businesses here. There is an amazing bakery in town that has re-opened and sells these homemade pepperoni rolls stuffed with cheese. They are so delicious and I could eat them every day! I’m so glad that I chose to move here and if you are ever in town, be sure to stop by and say hello.

Author Bio: Jaidis Shaw currently resides in a small town located in South Carolina with her husband and beautiful daughter. With a passion for reading, Jaidis can always be found surrounded by books and dreaming of new stories. She enjoys challenging herself by writing in different genres and currently has several projects in the works. When not reading or writing, Jaidis fills the position of Book Tour Coordinator for Nurture Your Books™, maintains the Juniper Grove blog and loves encouraging her daughter to let her imagination run wild.

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The One and Only Ivan by Katherine Applegate

The story is told through the eyes of a silverback gorilla named Ivan who lives in a run-down “domain” as part of an exhibit at The Exit 8 Big Top Mall and Video Arcade with a handful of other neglected animals. Ivan tries to dwell on the positive element of his life, taking an especial interest in artwork. His “drawings” are sold to tourists but don’t raise enough money for the manager to give the animals proper living conditions. As the story progresses, Ivan makes a promise to a dying elephant to save the attraction’s newest resident from spending a miserable life there, and it’s up to Ivan to figure out how to use his artwork to this end.

The book is targeted toward ages 8 – 12. The language is highly-accessible—I read it within a day. (Ivan notes that gorillas, unlike humans, are efficient in their communications). Because of the nature of the first-person point of view, the true plot of the story doesn’t emerge until about halfway through, though there is plenty of foreshadowing as elements of the main conflict merge through Ivan’s musings and recollections in sometimes startling and frightening ways. His musings are sometimes humorous. For example, he notes, “I draw the things in my cage, simple items that fill my days: an apple core, a banana peel, a candy wrapper. (I often eat my subjects before I draw them.)” Sometimes, his musings are jarring, such as his recollection of the violent murder of his parents. Sometimes, his musings are inspiring. As an aspiring artist bound by a gorilla’s mind, he has trouble creating artwork that is abstract—he cannot envision what is not directly in front of him.

The author was inspired to write the tale after reading about a gorilla named Ivan, who lived for 27 years in a tiny cage in a local shopping mall. After public outcry, the real Ivan was moved to an actual zoo, where he became somewhat of a celebrity.

At times, Ivan’s voice is chilling. Just as Ivan is physically trapped in a cage, there is a deeper part of Ivan trapped within the mind of a gorilla—something human, an artist that wants to envision potential beyond reality—but struggle within the limits of a simian brain.

As with any narrative, the first-person point of view presents both benefits and liabilities. Because of the gorilla’s limited perspective, there are no extensive descriptive passages; but his point of view is also what gives the book its charm. For writers, it’s a quick read, and I would recommend it as a study in point of view. For kids, I would recommend it for animal lovers, artists, dreamers, and anyone who believes in the possibility of pushing oneself to help build a better world.

I just finished the book The One and Only Ivan by Katherine Applegate.

A coworker loaned me this book because of its use of first-person point of view from an animal’s perspective. She thought it might be an interesting contrast to my third-person limited use of animal point of view in Corgi Capers. I enjoyed the story and thought I’d thought I’d use it to kick off my goal of reviewing one book per week. This is a lofty goal, and I’m not sure I can continue it when school starts again in August, but until then I’ll post a review every Monday. For now I have a huge stack of “to be read” books (as well as a virtual stack on my Kindle); however, if you are interested in having me review your book, please contact me via email.