So, not my kind of book. But you’ll love this book if you like romance, especially paranormal romance with Greek mythology built in.
I must admit Devon Sorvari (Narrator) did a fantastic job telling the story.
Look, I realize I am not the target audience. So I don’t want to be mean or disparaging. I did finish reading, so it kept me engaged for that long. I don’t see reading the rest of the series. But I know others will love it. It is written well. May I just use the part I loved most: Flying. I’ll not ruin anything with spoilers with that bit.
I had tried Continental Knitting before. I found it nice to have a change for my hands. But I noticed a big difference between the tension of either knitting style. I’m not sure what the right-handed style I learned as a kid is called. But I will say, Continental is more like how one holds fabric when crocheting.
Here’s my first practice piece front and back. The first two rows were the right hand method of purling. The rest is knit back and forth. Front, knit. Back, purl. I think that makes the stocking knit stitch. I need lots more practice.
The following is one of the YouTube tutorials I’m watching.
I don’t usually include a blurb. In this case, I think it is needed.
“When former piano prodigy Saskia Kreis returns home to Milwaukee after her mother’s unexpected death, she expects to inherit the family estate, the Elf House. But with the discovery that her mother’s will bequeathed the Elf House to a man that Saskia shares a complicated history with, she is forced to reexamine her past–and the romantic relationship that changed the course of her life–for answers. Can she find a way to claim her heritage while keeping her secrets buried, or will the fallout from digging too deep destroy her?
Set against a post #MeToo landscape, The Ingenue delves into mother-daughter relationships, the expectations of talent, the stories we tell ourselves, and what happens when the things that once made you special are taken from you. Moving between Saskia’s childhood and the present day, this dark, contemporary fairy tale pulses with desire, longing, and uncertainty, as it builds to its spectacular, shocking climax.”
This Kindle version with text-to-speech was from Libby, the library app. I wish I could have found it as an audio version. Sometimes the robotic voice, pleasantly British and all, still confused me as to the speaker’s point of view or emotional status.
Still, this book is worth the weirdness you might encounter at first. I nearly tossed the book. I have millions of books to read; why get hung up on something I’m not liking? And I wouldn’t say I liked the main character.
But, honestly, you sometimes meet someone who doesn’t click with you in real life. Most of the time, it has a lot to do with where you are in your own life, where that person is in theirs, or a combination of the two. I think that is what happened here for me. By the end of the book, I found myself rooting for her and hoping for her best ending.
On the other hand, it was less satisfying for me as a fictional ending than another, more legally binding end. But then again, maybe I missed something in hearing TTS instead of a human voice.
This is worth the read, if only for the altered fairy tale fems.
There was a time when everything I did or tried had to be perfect. If it wasn’t I’d give up or try something else.
Now, I’m learning to try a lot and mess up. I think as a passion pulls me to play more, I’m sure I’ll get better. There will always be those who are better. But maybe there are those who are playing by ear or off the cuff, like me who want company along the way. We’ll all get better. There’s no such thing as perfect.
He’s done. Need to straighten, seal, frame and send to a friend. I do love him! All-knowing dragon.
One finished, one still on the Flexee fine-gauge loom. White ribbing cuff to go. Probably finishing on the weekend.
Child’s hat nearly finished on ChiaoGoo red-lace circular needles. Another to be finished this weekend. This Fair Isle yarn is so soft.
I couldn’t resist working with the rest of the bamboo yarn. I’m hoping to have enough for a pair of socks. Toe-up Two At A Time on ChiaoGoo red-lace circular needles. 40 inch cable. 1 or 2 sized needles. It’s been a while since I looked at the package. I like the ChiaoGoo cords better than Knitters’Pride. As you can see, 2 toes started
These smaller socks on HiyaHiya Fliers. The one on the right has the beginning of a heel. 20 more rows until the heel on the left sock.
These big socks are still waiting for my learning to German short row wrap and turn. After so many times I feel confident in the decrease part but still shaky about the increase part.
These socks have been tinked so many times I finally laid a safety line. That’s the white yarn. As soon as I get quiet enough I’ll try the heel again. Same as the brownish socks. By the way, these last two are on Knitters’Pride Royale Circular Needles size 5, 47″ cord. I like the wood needle for different, but the cord is twisty and awkward.
This book was a bit of a surprise. Though a Christian fiction, it was uplifting, not preachy, and often about church music. That has always been my favorite part of church. The main character is a pianist, so I could relate in many ways to her need to practice when there was no piano around.
The above theme runs through the book set in WWII, Canada, and then Japan. The bigotry towards the Japanese since Pearl Harbor is shown to us through Rose and her family. That is another theme.
Though this is fiction, I heard enough stories from my dad and other WWII vets that this felt quite true. And for those who like romance, there is a little of that. Not sickeningly so, just something positive to look forward to.
So I’ve gotten behind on Jusjoing. Other things needed to be blogged, too.
My solution is to write a meander between the three I missed.
My dog is on my mind 24/7. She is having so many problems. And yet with age, some things are better. She used to shake and run around. She made me nervous. So much for being my support canine. I became hers.
But we could exercise outside. I couldn’t take walks with her for being afraid of the big dogs she’d challenge. But most walks were okay.
Between doggy Alzheimers, bad eyes and hips, and icy snow, those walks ended.
I picked up a treadmill. It’s still scary with her as she is turning circles or bumping into things, even the treadmill.
My husband has become my watch-person, to make sure Kali doesn’t hurt herself on the treadmill or cause me to fall while trying to achieve my 1.23 miles. Whatever works, right?
I don’t quite understand how the programs work. I started out just hitting start and then the + or – as my body, breath, and legs needed.
I learned to name the speeds. 1 was the annoying slow people in the mall. I always need to go faster than that. 2 was a crowded mall. Everyone is moving in concert, but still not fast enough to get the errands done. 3 seems the speed my body likes best. My heart rate goes down. It’s the Goldilocks speed for me.
Ah, but 4. That’s late for the bus but you don’t want the cool kids to see you running. It’s pushing me. If I get winded, the heart rate seems too high, or Kali is too close, I slow it down.
One day I got curious. What are these programs? So I hit the button. Program 1 was mostly the slow mall workers. I found I could + or – as my body chooses I found the first program boring so I got brave and hit 2.
Oh. Here was the challenge. It fools you with a 1 at first. Gradually it changes to 2. Then when you’re bored it becomes 3. But get ready. 4 comes. At first I couldn’t and minused it. Soon I could handle the first round of 4. But then it happens again. 1, 2, 3, then a LONG 4! Oh, boy! That about killed me at first! I remembered to hit the + or – as needed.
Guess what? I can now handle program 2 without changing it. I’m tired and sweaty but feeling proud. I have snuck to a 5 once in a while. I’m naming it, I see the bus. Better get there now!
My daughter and sons jog. They are my inspiration. I throw out dreams to the universe of marathons. But really just doing the half hour daily is okay for now.
I picture my son’s girlfriend who has helped inspire me also. This reminds me of Rizza.🤗
Working on my series: Haven.
Doodler (zendoodle.com)
Music major: voice and piano
Mom of four great adults
Reiki II practitioner
I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
Books, games, music, and life — filtered through the mind of a writer, drummer, and philosopher who thinks too deeply about all of it. If it moves something in your chest, I'm interested.
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