TBR Suggestions

So we often have friends releasing new books. And we love to recommend them. Here’s our book recommendations. We try to get it done every Saturday but we are busy so we may have missed a few.

  1. Weeds and Stars By Lisa Rosenberg From the celestial to the ground beneath our feet, from supernovas and nebulas to dandelions and the beautiful mundanity of the everyday, Weed and Stars houses us in the living herbarium of its vibrant poetry.— Ariel Francisco Henriquez Cos, Judge, 2025 Hilary Tham Capital Collection PRE-ORDERS ONLY AT THIS TIME. RELEASE DATE IS APRIL 21.
  2. About to Disappear by Robbi Nester About to Disappear is a poetry collection that explores the limits of ekphrasis; that is, descriptions and reflections on works of art in order to expand their meaning. The book is separated into four sections: Ex Nihilo, Adaptation, Law of Attraction, and Ad Nihilum. The first and final sections-translated as “from nothing, returning to nothing”-act as bookends. Ex Nihilo includes poems about imagination, optics, creation, and and development; while poems in the final section, Ad Nihilum, are about trauma, unmaking, climate change, and catastrophe. Poems in the middle sections are about artistic, psychological, and physical transformations, and natural history and community. Artworks included are from contemporary artists-as well as such artists as Vermeer, Grant Wood, John Singer Sargent, and Edward Hopper.
  3. It’s Easy to Lose Your Breath by Kevin Risner Anchored by the first years of the Covid-19 pandemic, Kevin A. Risner’s debut full-length poetry collection It’s Easy to Lose Your Breath is both introspective and outward-facing, rippling from the poet’s inner life into family and friendships, work and unemployment, suburban life, and wildlife. The collection draws on daydreams and nightmares, small animals’ housecalls, and memories of childhood. Concerns about health and emotional well-being intermingle with the worries about what climate change will bring in a world hellbent on maintaining the capitalist status quo. Though not without that unbeatable Rust Belt hope, this is a collection that sits with the heavy weight of what the powers that be have done to the natural world and what it might take for ordinary people to survive in the years and decades to come. “It’s Easy to Lose Your Breath reflects on our collective quarantine year with a burgeoning hope in the face of dread’s drumbeat. It’s no surprise that Kevin A. Risner’s poems snap with a pulse from The National because both yearn for what could be (or for what could’ve been) amid bedraggled reality. ‘I’m the only human who weeps for this lone songbird,’ Risner writes, but his poetry connects us. We all feel, and weep, with Risner through his poems. With our hearts on our sleeves, we struggle as one with ‘[t]he knowledge that I can try my best and I might still fail.’ The year 2020 separated us, but It’s Easy to Lose Your Breath brings us together.” – Mitchell Nobis, author of The Size of the Horizon, or, I Explained Everything to the Trees
  4. The Weather Inside by Stevie Edwards In The Weather Inside, Stevie Edwards measures the emotional atmosphere of a mind navigating bipolar disorder, complex PTSD, generalized anxiety disorder, and alcoholism while forging intimacy and creative resilience in a rapidly declining world. Both as someone who has struggled with mental health and as a feminist approaching middle age, Edwards interrogates parenthood and marriage: What forms of nurturing survive when traditional roles and certainties do not? Can bringing children into a collapsing world still be an act of hope? When your partner does not want children, where should you divert your surfeit of love? The poet grieves, “I am chanting the name of a daughter / my husband doesn’t want / enough, the child I’ve spent years / not being sure I deserved.” This fiercely honest and intimate collection offers a vision of adulthood shaped by the capacity to inhabit an embattled inner world. With clarity and dark wit, Edwards probes the uneasy border between solitude and connection, asserting the relationship between caring for oneself and caring for the wider world.
  5. Where is the Green? by Carolyn Donnell The author/artist has paired her original artwork with her poetry in a way that makes you wonder which inspired the other. She writes both structured and unstructured verse, some poems as short (and deep) as haiku and others that meander from thought to thought, taking you along with them. There’s even a shaped poem…no spoilers, I’ll let you discover the image in the words for yourself.

   

A sequel upcoming!

one of the Fae friends just announced on Facebook a sequel to Sessions with a Demon. Finn O’Malley has not so far put out any thing that we have not loved. The link below is her announcement, go show her some love and get the book in June.

*ps Finn is also a Fae. She was in Under the Mists. but don’t tell her I told you…

https://www.facebook.com/share/r/18RrsGUfR5/

Art Submission by Sophia Elliott

This looks like there is a story behind it. What do you think the story is? I see one of our books in the picture… Can you name that book?

Anthology Killing Stroke cover reveal

We decided that since we had so many wonderful submissions to split the Anthology. Watch here for a pre-order link coming soon. As well as the announcements of who is going to be in which volume.

Anthology Killing Stroke cover reveal

We decided that since we had so many wonderful submissions to split the Anthology. Come back next week to see them revealed!

Book Birthday

Have you gotten Your Copy yet?

Linda’s Back !

the bumble bee
when i heard the buzzing,
i was afraid that there was
a wasp in my house;

to my surprise it was just
a big bumble bee—

hello, bumble!

i asked the universe to let her
trust me,
and i held out a hand;
she seemed to recognize i was
trying to help her and she crawled
onto one of my fingers—

as i headed out of the steps
of my apartment and outside she had
managed to walk from one
shoulder to my other shoulder,

and she seemed to buzz in
gratitude;

but it was so loud in my ear
that i waved her away—
but the following day i saw her
checking in on me,
as if to see if i were okay.
linda m. crate



i rather dance with the moon
i couldn’t begin to tell you
every place where
it hurts,

for there are so many
scars that are only half-healed
or open themselves
when i scratch deep enough
into the wound to feel it again;

so let us not imagine those places—

instead let me dwell in the places
of healing: books, conversations
with friends and family which are
cozy and comfortable, music, poetry,
fantasy books, the forest, underneath
the moon in a sky full of stars, in the
sunlit kisses of the creek, in the wings of
fantasy and imagination where my mind
is prone to go;

for these places bring me joy—

& while i will not deny the pain i’ve known,
i’d rather dance with the moon than relive
all of that misery again.
linda m. crate


shift in perspective
climbing faery hills
the world seems
a bit more magical than
mundane,

and i am able to see
rainbows of flowers and
colors i may not
otherwise observe;

and i can suck in a deep
breath of fragrant life beauty
and fall in love with the
blue skies and the sunlight dancing
through the trees once more—

sometimes a mere shift
in perspective is needed for
happiness to come flying in.
linda m. crate


a different world
butterflies do not swim,
neither do fish fly;
but i imagine a world in which
the inverse is true—

a place where you can
swim with
butterflies,
and where sometimes fish
sometimes forget where
they’re flying to and smack you
in the face;

but i can imagine the chaos
it would cause for the drivers
who are simply minding their business

only for a fish to fly into their windshields—

but i still think it would be fun to swim
with butterflies,
imagine how quickly they’d be able to swim
to keep themselves from the hungry maws
of predators;

imagine how their beauty would dance
across the sea.
linda m. crate


even the sun feels cold
serenity is a state
of mind that i’d like
to reach again,
sick of being caught in the
chaos of all this fear,
all this anger, all this pain;

sometimes the daffodils
help me see the beauty in the
midst of all these nightmares

but i fear i need more light—
i know there’s light within me,
but it feels too weak and dim
to illuminate my soul the way
it needs to shine;

need some other source to touch
me with their fire—
because even the sun feels cold.
linda m. crate


As a side Note we wish a happy Book birthday to Linda for Her Faerie Witch Queen that released today.


She is doing well with the Challenge. How are you doing ?

A Reader’s Cosplay!

Our reader shared his Lincoln Cosplay with us. It is so adorable! What Character would you like to cosplay from what book?

Also we have heard that The Shadow of Harshman House is being accepted for school book reports!

Book Birthday 🎂

Have you got your own copy yet?

Kids Week: Days Six and Seven

The Littlest faery is different. She still adventures and makes friends.

https://books2read.com/TheLittlestFaery

The Littlest Faery #2 The littlest faery is back with more adventures. When Sugar wanders in her attempt to find the world, there are problems that come up because she doesn’t remember to tell her Mom.

https://books2read.com/wheresmysugar

Two boys, gnomes, explore the mountain around their village. They find themselves in danger and have different ways of problem solving. What will happen to them?

https://books2read.com/attackofShoeMountain/

A delightful Bedtime story of a shy young bat and learning how to make friends.

https://books2read.com/teddybearpicnic

Bedtime Tales: A tiny princess gets lost and finds an unusual friend.

https://books2read.com/theprincesslost/

Bedtime Tales: Meet My Grandma. Patti introduces her grandma and tells you about her.

https://books2read.com/BedtimetalesGrandma

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