Review: Sanctuary: A Postapocalyptic Novel (The New World Series #3)


3 stars

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Title: Sanctuary: A Postapocalyptic Novel  (The New World Series #3) 

Author: G. Michael Hopf

Published: May 27th 2014 by Plume

Plot: Surviving the attack proved to be more than they could have imagined…
Months after a super-EMP attack devastated the United States, the country is now unrecognizable. Major cities are run by gangs, survivors are dying of starvation and the government is falling victim to lawlessness. Those who were prepared for the end find that they weren’t really prepared at all.
While some seek vengeance for their losses, others are determined to restore the nation.

Gordon, Samantha, Sebastian, Barone, Connor and Pablo are all on different paths, but they are all in search of a home away from chaos. They are all in search of a sanctuary. 

Wow, this book was more of a history lesson, than a tory for me. And that was terrifying, but absolutely brilliant.

This book taught me more, than my history teachers ever did, I guess its because I like to learn certain things by actually reading it as a story, than getting pointless HW, and lectures on stuff we have know all our lives.

For example: When did Christopher Colombus sail the ocean blues? In 1492 🙂 Duh, a baby knows that!

Review: Spying on Gods


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Title: Spying on Gods

Author: David G. Barnett

Published: January 15th 2014 by Necro Publications

A drunken, naked frenzy leads to a nightmare summoned to earth. A nightmare not meant to be witnessed by human eyes. Because if it is, the village will pay, and pay it does.

When the villagers find a broken man on the forest floor they know he’s to blame for the curse that’s befallen them, and they want his blood. Now, helped along by some sympathetic villagers, he’s on a frantic race for his life and sanity.

But the road to redemption leads them straight into the mouth of a hellish realm and the arms of an ancient god-benevolent until its rules are broken. And the group will soon find out the cost for… SPYING ON GODS.

This book was so weird, I never expected 90 pages to be so long, and far away… But his book I couldn’t get into at all, and I never expected the book to be like this O.O

Their were a lot of punctuation, grammar, and spelling errors, I almost thought this was self-published, and never edited, which made the book harder to get into.

I honestly wanted to understand the book as much as I could’ve, but it was just impossible.




Review: A Long Way Home



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Title: A Long Way Home

Author: Saroo Brierley

Published: June 24th 2013 by Penguin Aus. Imprint:Viking

They’ve gone.

I’ve been thinking about this day for twenty-five years. Growing up half a world away, with a new name and a new family, wondering whether I would ever see my mother and brothers and sister again. And now here I am, standing at a door near the corner of a run-down building in a poor district of a small, dusty town in central India – the place I grew up – and no-one lives there.

It’s empty.

The last time I stood here I was five years old.

The door, its hinges broken, is so much smaller than I remember it as a child – now I would have to bend over to fit through it. There’s no point in knocking. Through the window, as well as some gaps in the familiar crumbling brick wall, I can see into the tiny room my family shared, the ceiling only a little higher than my head.

This was my worst fear, so paralysing that I suppressed it almost completely – that once I finally found my home, after years of searching, my family wouldn’t be in it.

Not for the first time in my life, I’m lost and I don’t know what to do. This time I’m thirty, I’ve got money in my pocket and a ticket home, but I feel just like I did on that railway platform all those years ago – it’s hard to breathe, my mind is racing and I wish I could change the past.

Then the neighbour’s door opens. A young woman in red robes comes out of the better maintained flat next door, holding a baby in her arms. She’s curious, understandably. I look Indian, but my Western clothes are probably a little too new, my hair carefully styled – I’m obviously an outsider, a foreigner. To make matters worse, I can’t speak her language, so when she speaks to me, I can only guess that she’s asking me what I want here. I remember barely any Hindi and I’m not confident about how to pronounce the little I do know. I say, ‘I don’t speak Hindi, I speak English,’ and I’m astonished when she responds, ‘I speak English, a little.’ I point at the abandoned room and recite the names of the people who used to live there – ‘Kamla, Guddu, Kallu, Shekila’ – and then I point to myself and say, ‘Saroo.’

This time the woman remains silent. Then I remember something Mum gave me back in Australia, for just this situation. I scrabble around in my daypack and pull out an A4 page with colour photographs of me as a child. Again I point to myself, and then say ‘little’ as I point to the boy in the photographs. ‘Saroo.’

I try to remember who lived next door to us when this was my home. Was there a little girl who could now be this woman?

She stares at the page, then at me. I’m not sure if she understands, but this time she speaks, in hesitant English.

‘People . . . not live here . . . today,’ she says.

Although she is only confirming what I know, to hear her say it aloud hits me hard. I feel dizzy. I’m left standing there in front of her, unable to move.

I’ve always known that even if I managed to find my way back here, my family might have moved. Even in my short time with them, they had moved here from another place – poor people often don’t have much say in where they live, and my mother used to have to take whatever work she could get.

These are the thoughts that start coming out of the box I’ve put them in. The other possibility – that my mother is dead – I jam back inside.

A man who has noticed us approaches, so I start my mantra over again, reciting the names of my mother, Kamla, my brothers, Guddu and Kallu, my sister, Shekila, and me, Saroo. He is about to say something when another man wanders up and takes over. ‘Yes? How can I help?’ he says in clear English.

This is the first person I’ve been able to talk to properly since I arrived in India, and my story comes tumbling out quickly: I used to live here when I was a little boy, I went off with my brother and got lost, I grew up in another country, I couldn’t even remember the name of this place, but now I’ve found my way back here, to Ganesh Talai, to try to find my mother, my brothers and my sister. Kamla, Guddu, Kallu, Shekila.

He looks surprised at the story and I recite the family names yet again.

After a moment, he says, ‘Please wait here. I’ll be back in two minutes.’

My mind races with possibilities – what’s he gone to get? Someone who might know what happened to them? An address, even? But has he understood who I am? I don’t have to wait long before he’s back. And he says the words I’ll never forget: ‘Come with me. I’m going to take you to your mother.’

This book is all about a boy that was separated from his parents for 20 years. And then when he finds the opportunity to see them again, he instantly takes it. Throughout the entire story, he is with this guy he doesn’t know looking for his family,  it was cute that he was finally able to be together with his family again, an I almost cried, but I found myself not into the story as much as other people were, (I know I’m not making any sense) but that’s how I feel.


Review: Countdown: Our Last Best Hope for a Future on Earth?



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Title: Countdown: Our Last Best Hope for a Future on Earth?

Author: Alan Weisman

Published: September 24th 2013 by Little, Brown and Company

In “The World Without Us”, Alan Weisman considered how the Earth could heal and even refill empty niches if relieved of humanity’s constant pressures. Behind that groundbreaking thought experiment was his hope that we would be inspired to find a way to add humans back to this vision of a restored, healthy planet–only in harmony, not mortal combat, with the rest of nature.

But with a million more of us every 4 days on a planet that’s not getting any bigger, and with our exhaust overheating the atmosphere and altering the chemistry of the oceans, prospects for a sustainable human future seem ever more in doubt. For this long awaited follow-up book, Weisman traveled to more than 20 countries to ask what experts agreed were probably the most important questions on Earth–and also the hardest: How many humans can the planet hold without capsizing? How robust must the Earth’s ecosystem be to assure our continued existence? Can we know which other species are essential to our survival? And, how might we actually arrive at a stable, optimum population, and design an economy to allow genuine prosperity without endless growth?

Weisman visits an extraordinary range of the world’s cultures, religions, nationalities, tribes, and political systems to learn what in their beliefs, histories, liturgies, or current circumstances might suggest that sometimes it’s in their own best interest to limit their growth. The result is a landmark work of reporting: devastating, urgent, and, ultimately, deeply hopeful.

By vividly detailing the burgeoning effects of our cumulative presence, Countdown reveals what may be the fastest, most acceptable, practical, and affordable way of returning our planet and our presence on it to balance. Weisman again shows that he is one of the most provocative journalists at work today, with a book whose message is so compelling that it will change how we see our lives and our destiny.

This book I couldn’t get into. I know its a important book, considering it being about Global Warming, and how we, as humans, are destroying our poor planet, I found myself zoning out at almost the entire book, because a lot of this I know already. And I didn’t need a lesson on Earth 101, thank you very much.

But I admire this author for taking his precious time on writing a book about Earth, “our precious home”.

Review: Home Free: An American Road Trip



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Title: Home Free: An American Road Trip

Author: Ethan Casey

Published: October 2013 by Blue Ear Books

Is there an America? If so, where is it? These questions form the subtext of Ethan Casey’s 2013 book Home Free: An American Road Trip.

Over 3 1/2 months and more than 18,000 miles between Labor Day and Christmas 2012, during and just after the presidential election, Ethan drove clockwise through every region of the contiguous United States, starting and ending in his home city of Seattle. (“I wanted to get out of the liberal echo chamber,” he tells audiences.)

His purpose was to do what reporters and travel writers should do, and what he had done previously in books about Pakistan and Haiti: show up on the ground in person, seek out interesting and representative people, listen to their stories and points of view, take notes, then later sit down and stitch together a coherent narrative.

His intention was to catch history on the fly, and to craft a nonfiction narrative account of America circa 2012 that will echo forward and remain relevant and readable for years to come.

This book was pretty interesting, considering it was all about the United States’ states. (The farthest I’ve traveled was to Virginia) so me hearing about every other state in the U.S I was pretty excited.

But the way the author wrote this book didn’t really capture my attention, and it was suppose to be interesting considering it was about the U.S!!! -sigh- Oh well, we all have non-interesting books that we’ve read out there.


Review: The Legend of Stuckey’s Bridge



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Title: The Legend of Stuckey’s Bridge

Author: Lori Crane

Published: June 21st 2013 by Lori Crane Entertainment, Incorporated (Self published)

In 1901, the Virginia Bridge & Iron Company began re-building a fifty-year-old Mississippi bridge, and everything was going well, until, they were in the middle of the project.

They began discovering bodies buried on the banks of the river!

Legend has it, he was so evil, he was even thrown out of the notorious Dalton Gang. Years later, he opened an inn near the river, and on foggy nights, boatmen witnessed him pacing back and forth across the bridge, waving his lantern, offering travelers a hot meal and a soft bed. Those unfortunate enough to take him up on the hospitality were often never seen again…

To this day, eerie experiences are still reported around the bridge that now bears his name. If you travel down to Stuckey’s Bridge, be careful, for not much else is known about the man locals refer to as Old Man Stuckey…until now.

So, according to what the story is about, its a suspense!!!

It was quite interesting, considering it being a story about bridges, and legends 🙂 But, I didn’t really fully enjoy it. 

I read it because I wanted to find out if they ever caught the “guy” or not, or if he was still considered a legend told about that bridge, to spice up the state of Mississippi (because the only thing interested about Mississippi is the way it is spelled)honestly.

Review: Picture Dictionary



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Title: Picture Dictionary

Author: Kristen Eliason

Published: March 1st 2014 by Flaming Giblet Press

This full-color collection, straddling the lines of denotation and connotation, will force you to rethink the nature of language, observation, beauty, and grief.

This book is really a beginners dictionary, for the famous language known as Chinese.

This book shows you pictures, symbols, and translates words from English to Chinese!!

This book was pointless to read.

Review: The Almond Tree



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Title: The Almond Tree

Author: Michelle Cohen Corasanti

Published: December 11th 2013 by Garnet Publishing

This book is about Ahmed Hamid, who is gifted with a brilliant mind that has made a deep impression on the elders of his Palestinian village.

He is nevertheless tormented by his inability to save his friends and family. Living under occupation, the inhabitants of the village harbor a constant fear of losing their homes, jobs, belongings, and each other.

On Ahmed’s twelfth birthday, that fear becomes a reality.

With his father now imprisoned, his family’s home and possessions confiscated and his siblings quickly succumbing to hatred in the face of conflict, Ahmed embarks on a journey to liberate his loved ones from their hardship, using his prodigious intellect. In so doing, he begins to reclaim a love for others that had been lost over the course of a childhood rife with violence, and discovers new hope for the future.

This book was ok for me, it wasn’t a type of book I would usually read, so, I had a little trouble, and problem with reading this one. But, I wanted the challenge, and plus I had won it in a giveaway, so I figured, Why not?

-sigh- But I wasn’t able to get into the story, I was confused most of the time, and that was like on 3/4s of the book, so I was a bit annoyed. But, I finished it anyway, and I didn’t get a single thing. Only the top was what I got from it.

I’ll probably read it again in the near future, but now, not so much. 😛

Review: When is a Man


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Title: When is a Man

Author: Aaron Shepard

Published: April 15th 2014 by Brindle & Glass

This book is about a impotent and defeated, Paul Rasmussen.

Who is a young ethnographer and academic recovering from prostate cancer retreating to the remote Immitoin Valley.

As an outsider, he discovers how difficult it is to know a place, let alone become a part of it. Then, a drowned man and a series of encounters force him to confront the valley’s troubled past and his own uncertain future. As Paul undertakes a study of the families displaced 40 years earlier by the flooding of the valley to create the hydroelectric dam, his desire to reinvent himself runs up against the bitter emotions and mysterious connections that linger in the aftermath of the flood. Meditative and erotic, raw and exuberant in tone, When Is a Man goes beyond the familiar narratives of memory and loss to offer a fresh perspective on themes of body and landscape, impotence and masculinity.

This book I couldn’t get into AT ALL. I tried, I really did, but tis book and I, would not cooperate.

It was the writing, cover, plot, character, situation, and just not my style of reading.

Unfortunately, this book couldn’t get along with me at all 😦