This is a world where magic has been banned. Anyone displaying signs of ability to perform it is drowned, murdered ... or worse (yes, there IS worse). Amidst the terror, a group of secret magic users discovers one another. Collectively, they have the talent to do amazing things, though the law forbids it. If they … Continue reading AN ILLUSION OF THIEVES by CATE GLASS – Marilyn Armstrong
"Song of the Beast" is available on Kindle and Audible.com. After years of waiting, the book finally came available as an Audiobook. Since I have the book on Kindle, Audible.com let me buy the audiobook for just $4.49 I was delighted. A steal! Narrated by Claire Christie and Jeremy Arthur, I was reminded again at how much more … Continue reading SONG OF THE BEAST By CAROL BERG – Marilyn Armstsrong
I don't usually publish stuff I find on Facebook, but there's an exception to every rule. This made me laugh and I really need a laugh. It didn't get to me until I got to Canadian Capitalism. Then, I lost it. WARNING: This is a meme, not reality. Don't go there. Just don't.
FOWC with Fandango — Humdrum All photography Garry Armstrong Today is another doctor visit, the follow-up to the follow-up of the tests which were the follow-up to the original meeting -- and all the other tests. None of which have provided any significant information. But she is the best-looking neurologist Garry has ever met and he … Continue reading DOES IT GET MORE HUMDRUM THAN THIS? – Marilyn Armstrong
Old Number 2 was one of the long-serving fire trucks in our town. Almost 20 years ago, she was replaced, but no one could bear to scrap her, so she was put out to pasture ... literally. Her rusting hulk stood for years in the empty field across from the post office -- where she … Continue reading THE FIRE TRUCK WHO SERVED AND GOT SAVED – Marilyn Armstrong
Considering one thing and another, I have always been sure I could not possibly be related to the people who raised me. I suspect everyone, especially as a child, is sure they are a misplaced orphan. Sadly, there was always one problem from which I could never escape. I look just like them. Both of … Continue reading WHEN DO I LOOK LIKE ME? – Marilyn Armstrong
I’m not an island hopper, even in time of war.
Didn’t your mother tell you that’s what a basement’s for?
Wherever you may wander, wherever you may roam,
the best place to dodge missiles is right there in your home.
So reinforce your bunkers, store up delicious rations
so you can withstand war games of the leaders of our nations.
Naughty little spoiled boys who cannot learn to share
will not heed entreaties of those of us who care.
Even our democracy is ruled by a throne.
He gnaws away at joints of beef and throws us all a bone.
With no other agenda than playing at his game,
he does not know the difference between infamy and fame.
So build up your defenses. Reinforce your door,
for he and his rich cronies would profit from a war.
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