Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Guest Post by Maria Lynch, author of Beneath the African Sun



Writing Historical Fiction

For me writing historical fiction facilitated the creation of a migrant’s story that covered historical events and facts of an era gone by. Research provided a voluminous amount of information to sift through and then there were the interviews and recollections of the people who lived through the era I was writing about. I was faced with a curious imagination of how to shape the different characters within that time frame. A series of back stories were created to sort through the data that allowed me to decide what would be obvious to the readers.

I was energized by the stack of information that I reviewed with care and thoroughness. Some of the back stories were clearly evident in the story while others remained invisible to the readers as I let my story develop from a street-level viewpoint of the protagonist who was a tradesman. The interactions through dialogue illustrated the authenticity of the era and the setting of the story as did the physical movement of the characters from one place to another. It was a gradual introduction of modes of transportation as they progressed in that era. The historical facts and events had a direct impact on the lives of the characters. It gave rise to conflict and angry disagreements that portrayed a lack of a sense of belonging to a troubled yet beloved country. But there was happiness, marriage, love, success and tragedy. I constructed the twists and turns within the story. I described the acceptance of the status quo by the characters and the effect of the unfolding history on the lives of ordinary people. There was political turmoil stemming from the decisions made by political leaders who did not appear to be cognizant of how their decisions adversely affected the people.

It was a challenge to sort through the interviews and recollections as it appeared that the same incident or event was recounted differently. Hence I chose the information that would suit the characters for the story I created keeping intact the historical framework. I became inquisitive when the social justice issues surfaced along with the impact of a close-knit community. I incorporated these nuances that caused frustration and deep disappointment within the story.

Writing historical fiction was an inspiring experience. I created a story with a historical backdrop that embodied pertinent issues that inform the readers who may not be aware of that time in history in a faraway land.

About the book
Title: Beneath the African Sun
Author: Maria Lynch
Publisher: Friesen Press
Pages: 282
Genre: Historical Fiction

When Sabby Mendes leaves Portuguese Goa aboard the dhow Monsoon Wind bound for British East Africa in 1916, he has one dream—to find work as a tailor in the relatively new capital of Nairobi. Sabby is a young man, still a teenager, but he is determined to build a life for himself, and he knows that the opportunities in the British Protectorate are better than those facing him at home.

A bright, affable young man with a genuine passion and talent for tailoring, he is not prepared for what he is about to find beyond the Arabian Sea. The Protectorate, which will become British Colony of Kenya, is a highly segregated society with the British firmly ensconced at its top; below them are the “Asians” like Sabby; and at the very bottom are the native African population who are regarded as little more than savages in need of civilization.

Beneath the African Sun offers, through the eyes of its protagonist, a street-level view of the changing social and political climate of Kenya between 1916 and 1970, including the ‘Mau Mau’ Uprising of the native Kikuyu, the eventual independence of Kenya in 1963, and the political fallout that followed.

More than a history, it is a story about family, home, social justice, and what it means to truly belong somewhere. 

For More Information 
Beneath the African Sun is available at Amazon.
Pick up your copy at Barnes & Noble.
Discuss this book at PUYB Virtual Book Club at Goodreads.

Book Excerpt:
We walked out of the snack shack into the night.

Menino gazed into the sky as we started down the dusty mud pathway that led from the snack shack.

“Sabby, I remember overhearing some of the older folk at your place when we were there for Sunday lunch—who is leaving and who is coming back. Are we too young to leave home? What do you think, Anton?”

“I don’t know, Menino. I’m not sure. I don’t even know what I want to do with my life. How can I even think about going to Africa? What would I do there? Sabby is learning to become a tailor. I suppose he can find work as a tailor.”

We didn’t say much to each other in the darkness of the night. We went our separate paths home.

That night I had dreams of being on a ship bound for Africa. They were beautiful dreams of a very different life. But there were also dreams of things going wrong and getting mixed up with different kinds of people who were strangers to me. The morning brought me back to being in Goa.

When I wasn’t at the shop, the days and nights passed as they usually did. I continued improving my tailoring skills with Mr. Fernandes, and he liked my work and offered praise. By April, I was taking measurements for customers, chalking out the cloth according to the measurements and then cutting the cloth. This was very interesting, and though, at first, I made a few mistakes, with practice I became good at it.

The Monsoon season, in June, brought heavy rain almost all day and all night. It was very hot. But we lived through our routines. Back at the shop and with Mr. Fernandes watching over me, I was now able to make a suit. I was very happy and proud of myself. Mai and Pai were very glad that I was doing well in tailoring. When a customer came in asking for me to do a suit for him, Mr. Fernandes told me that this was a sign that I was becoming a good tailor.

One day in September, with only few more months of apprenticeship remaining, I spoke with Mr. Fernandes about going to Africa. It was after closing time. We were alone in the shop. We sat down, and he told me that he knew of people who had gone there. Some had liked it and stayed, but others found it difficult to adjust and returned to Goa.

“Here,” he said, “we are all the same people, but in Africa there are the Africans, as well as the European and Indian settlers. You will have to learn to live and work with these different kinds of people and customs.”

I listened to everything he knew about living outside Goa. He said it was more important to take the advice from my parents, for it would be a big adjustment for them. He cautiously told me that we sometimes hear talk from people who come back and this is turned into stories; but you cannot know if those stories are true or not. It was difficult to say how any one person would adjust to living in Africa. I thanked him for his advice and walked out of Margao and onto the pathway to home, thinking it was time to talk to Mai and Pai to help me make a decision.

Regularly I had been meeting up with Anton and Menino at the snack shack for our Saturday evening discussions and sometimes arguments. On some of these nights, we would go dancing at the local dance hall. We cheered on our local teenagers who would stand in front of the crowd to sing. And when Menino did his song and dance number, we would shout as loud as possible. It was always fun on these Saturday nights. The next day, we drowsily saw each other in the church pews of St. John the Baptist Church in Pedda and tried to properly participate in the Sunday Mass.

After Mass, Mai was into her routine of preparing a big Sunday lunch. Some friends, relatives or neighbours would drop by to eat, drink, talk and sing. Sometimes, I brought Menino and Anton to our Sunday lunches. We joined in the conversation, while at other times we only listened to the stories. The best part was when we would sing and dance. This was enjoyable. I knew that if or when I did leave Goa, I would miss those Sundays. I would be with different people, and who knew what kinds of activities I would do. I knew that I would miss Mai and Pai and, of course, my brother, Miguel. He was younger than I and still at school.

On Sunday afternoons my friends and I would go to our favourite Benaulim beach. On one of these beach afternoons, Menino talked about working on a ship again, while Anton talked about doing carpentry at a shop in Margao. Sometimes I met up with Anton on the pathway on our daily walk to Margao. That day, however, we were sitting on the sand, looking out onto the Arabian Sea.

“My uncle from Bombay will be visiting us soon,” said Menino, his eyes on the horizon. “I am going to find out about working on a ship. He may be able to tell me how I can do that. There’s no one here who would know this information. What do you think?”

I couldn’t imagine being at sea for long periods of time.

“Menino, you are serious about working on the ship. I think it will be very different. You’ll be on the ship most of the time, and then on your days off you’ll come home. You will be between the ship and home. I wonder what that will be like.”

“Yes Sabby, it’ll be different all right. I have to find out more. My parents tell me that they have heard of young fellows working on the ship as stewards. I think I would like to do that. I will have to be trained. You know as I say it out loud, it feels exciting and terrifying at the same time. I’ll be on the ship day and night.” Menino sounded worried and looked to the sea in hopes of an answer.

Anton too was looking off into the distance and not saying anything. I wondered if he still liked doing carpentry work.

“Anton, why so quiet?” I shoved him on the sand. “Do you think Menino will make it on the ship? And what does a steward do anyway?”

“I don’t know. If that is what he wants to do, he can always try it out. Who knows what is good and what is not until you try it out. I am still not sure that I like carpentry. I do not know if this is the kind of work that I would become good at, and I’m not sure if this is what I want to do every day of my life. It’s very confusing for me. But now I’m listening to Menino talking about leaving Goa and doing work elsewhere. I have to think more seriously about carpentry,” Anton said, making circles in the sand with his fingers.

“Anton, the more carpentry you do, the better you will become at it,” I said. “As for leaving Goa, I’m considering it. I often wonder what it is like to live on the other side of the world. The more I think about it, the more I want to explore other places. It’ll be different with other kinds of people. I’ve been talking to my parents about leaving Goa. They seem to think that I would be better off in another place rather than here. They talk about Pedro being in British East Africa. He’s from our village. My parents know the family. He misses Goa very much, but he likes it there and will stay there for a while. He likes the work he is doing for the railway company in Mombasa. I think he is a mechanic.”

I looked down and realized that I had been drawing dress designs in the sand.

We continued our discussion about leaving Goa. We exchanged bits of stories we heard from other people who talked about living in Africa and what it was like there. These people received letters from Beira, Nairobi and Mombasa. It seemed to be a big adjustment from life in Goa. This was gossip from the villagers. It seemed risky to go some place faraway to live and work.

At home, the dinnertime discussions were quite different. Mai and Pai wanted Miguel and I to go to Africa for a better life, but they knew that once we were there they might never see us again unless we came back on holidays. But that would only happen once we had jobs and were able to save enough money to make the journey back to visit them. It could be as long as two or three years before they saw us again. It was distressing Mai very much, but Pai seemed confident about us going to Africa. Then the big question was around the choice between British East Africa and Portuguese Mozambique—which like Goa, was under Portuguese rule. These discussions came from the rumours and gossip in the village. We heard there were more jobs in British East Africa than in Portuguese Mozambique. But I wanted to do tailoring and, therefore, would it make a difference where I went? Would there be the same amount of tailoring work in both countries?

Then there were other considerations that my parents talked about constantly. The British had been in India since the sixteenth century and were still ruling the rest of India—except our Goa since the Portuguese would not give it up—would I adjust more easily under Portuguese rule or would it be difficult either way because both these places were in Africa? There was too much to sort out in my mind before I made my decision to leave Goa. In the meantime, I knew I had to continue working on my tailoring skills.


About the author
Maria was born and raised in Nairobi, Kenya. After graduating from Dr. Ribeiro Goan School and with secretarial skills and her experience as a School Secretary she arrived in London, England in 1967 in the midst of “hippie world.” She studied at Pitman’s College for a Commercial Teacher’s Diploma which she successfully achieved in 1969. Due to the tenuous political situation in Kenya she had to find a new home. In the autumn of 1970 she emigrated to Canada in search of a home to put down her new roots. This she did with her husband, Tim who immigrated to Canada from South Wales, UK.

To Maria and Tim, Canada became a land of opportunity and new beginnings. In pursuit of these opportunities, they lived in Hamilton, Montreal, and Toronto. Tim pursued post graduate studies at the University of Toronto while Maria achieved a B.A. in Economics from York University followed by a B.Ed. from the University of Toronto. During this time, she and Tim nurtured their two sons. When they reached school age, Maria taught Business Studies’ courses at high schools in the City of Toronto for fourteen years. In 1999 she achieved an M.A. (Leadership and Training) from Royal Roads University, British Columbia.

Maria is an avid reader of fiction and non-fiction books. The latter enables her to delve into her favorite topics of social justice issues, community development and philosophy. In 2009 she began blogging, visit www.dovemuse.ca. This deepened her interest in writing novels and is author of Beneath the African Sun; for details visit www.authormarialynch.com. She also enjoys nature trail walking and traveling.

For More Information
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Sunday, May 1, 2016

#Roots - The Read-Along Discussion Two


Late again. Sorry!

Let's weigh in on the second section, through Chapter 69. Are you having as hard of a time dealing with what's going on as I am?

The utter cruelty that human beings can exact on other human beings is almost too much to bear. The descriptions of the conditions on the slave ship are so horrible. That anyone could survive that is testament to the strength of the human spirit.

When the slave ship arrives in American and Kunta is bought by a slave owner, this is the beginning of Kunta's continuous attempts at escaping. No matter how many times he's caught, he still keeps escaping, until finally...and tragically...something is done to him that makes further escape attempts pretty much impossible. The true tragedy though is seeing this indomitable spirit finally crushed into the acceptance of slavery.

I was surprised that these events are taking place around the time of the Revolutionary War. For some reason, I thought this story occurred much later. So, this is taking place close to 100 years before the Civil War. This fact gave me perspective on just how long slavery went on in America...even long before the Revolutionary War.

We start to see Kunta making friends and settling into his life as a slave, but he still struggles with his identity, realizing his age, 34 years old, and just how long he has been gone from Africa. When he meets Boteng, another slave from Africa, the sense of connection spurs in him the desire to seek love and connection in his own life which is a major breakthrough for Kunta.

What do you think of it so far? Share your thoughts.


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Thursday, April 28, 2016

Cat Thursday - Moving with Cats


Welcome to the weekly meme that celebrates the wonders and sometime hilarity of cats! Join us by posting a favorite LOL cat pic you may have come across, famous cat art or even share with us pics of your own beloved cat(s). It's all for the love of cats! (share your post in the Mr. Linky below)

I thought this was a fun video to share today since we will be moving households as soon as we're able to find something suitable for my mom and me and my two boys. We're trying to get a duplex or a house with a mother-in-law apartment. We will have Alice and Arya to think about...and Mom's cat, Emma and her dog, Flencie. Looking further into the future, we may be relocating back to our home state of Michigan so we have some fun moves with pets coming up.

Cole and Marmalade are the cutest. They seemed to adjust quite well to the move, travelling and all. I love when they start exploring their new home. Cats are so fun! Don't you just love the slippery floor!?


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Tuesday, April 26, 2016

A Reading Life (42) - Read-a-Thon wrap-up and more


So, yesterday ended my Spring into Horror Read-a-Thon. I'm happy to say that I was able to complete two books! I read...



I also participated in Dewey's 24 Hour Read-a-Thon on Saturday (for about 10-11 hours). I actually managed to stay up all night, but only read half of The Troop. My wrap-up post is here.

What I'm reading now...
Finishing up The Secret Diaries of Charlotte Bronte by Syrie James
Continuing with Roots and Akhenaten by Naguib Mahfouz
Coming up next...Children of Darkness by Jonathan Janz, The Great Mortality by John Kelly

What I've been watching...
Mom and I took my boys to see The Jungle Book on Saturday. They are 13 and 14 years old and I was so thrilled that they wanted to see it. They loved it. The Jungle Book is Gabe's (my older son) favorite since he was little. I'm hoping I can get him to read the book this summer. Mom and I loved the movie too. It was visually stunning, exciting, scary in parts...just an all around great film. I highly recommend it. 

Two of my favorites characters...

Raksha voiced by Lupita Nyong'o

Bagheera voiced by Ben Kingsley

Game of Thrones! I was SO excited for the new season. A lot of revelations in this first episode. Don't ask me what, or who, this is...I'm not telling (If you saw it, you'll know). I don't do spoilers. lol


Honestly, I love the Game of Thrones show so much, and the A Song of Ice and Fire series, that I'm seriously thinking about starting book 3, A Storm of Swords, just because I know I'll have to read it slowly (due to other reading obligations) and so will prolong my Game of Thrones euphoria after the season ends. I think I might be addicted. ;-)

I've been watching Doctor Foster: A Woman Scorned on Lifetime. It's a three part "mini-series" that originally aired in the UK and it is EXCELLENT (like most British offerings, I've found). I'm finishing Part 3 tonight (as I type, actually) and can't wait to see how it ends. Her husband is such an ass.

Recent book acquisitions...

For review (next month) from Henry Holt & Company

Worlds Elsewhere: Journeys Around Shakespeare's Globe, Andrew Dickson 
(Don't miss the giveaway!)

from Dollar Tree
  • The Good Inn: an Illustrated Screen Story of Historical Fiction, Black Francis and Josh Frank (co-written by the Pixies front man...one of my favorite bands!)
  • Gameboard of the Gods, Richelle Mead


What's going on in your Reading Life?

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Sunday, April 24, 2016

Dewey's 24 Hour #Readathon - I tried (End of Event Survey)


Well, another 24 hour read-a-thon comes to a close. My attempted reading time was 10-11 hours after I returned from my outings yesterday. Of course, much of that time was interrupted by...kids, eating snacks, watching the Prince tribute on Saturday Night Live. I almost managed to stay up all night, but I kept falling asleep so that inhibited my finishing the book I was reading.
  1. Which hour was most daunting for you? Hour 20-21 and final hour
  2. Could you list a few high-interest books that you think could keep a Reader engaged for next year? N/A
  3. Do you have any suggestions for how to improve the Read-a-thon next season? I'm not fond of these specific question surveys. I prefer more organic "updates."
  4. What do you think worked really well in this year’s Read-a-thon? It seemed the same as times before to me.
  5. How many books did you read? 1/2 of a 400 page book. 200 pages. I'm a slow reader. :-(
  6. What were the names of the books you read? The Troop by Nick Cutter
  7. Which book did you enjoy most? A foregone conclusion since I only read the one. 
  8. Which did you enjoy least? N/A
  9. How likely are you to participate in the Read-a-thon again? What role would you be likely to take next time?  Indeed. Reader only.
Luckily, my Spring into Horror Read-a-Thon continues today until 11:59pm CT tonight. My plan is to finish The Troop and then try to read (and finish) Akhenaten: Dweller in Truth by Naguib Mahfouz, which is only 168 pages. We shall see if I succeed. 

How did your 24 hour reading go?

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Dewey's 24 Hour #Readathon - It's SO late...an update


It's 3:50 am and I'm awake. I fell asleep...a brief nap...and then woke up to continue reading. I think I subconsciously willed myself to wake up. lol

I'm still reading The Troop (Nick Cutter). The reality of it is disturbing and I'm really starting to get a Lord of the Flies vibe, which doesn't bode well for some, or all, of the characters, I think. Let's see if I can stay awake and try to finish this book by 7:00am my time.



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Saturday, April 23, 2016

Dewey's 24 Hour #Readathon - Finally...officially starting!


I'm back from my day out with my boys (and mom). We had a nice lunch and then saw The Jungle Book. Terrific movie! I'm trying to convince Gabe to read the book this summer for summer reading. He's my older son and not much of a reader (I'm determined to help him become one), but The Jungle Book is his favorite so maybe the book will spark his interest. Plus, it's an eBook so he can read it on his Kindle.


So, I'm officially starting now (8pm). I'm reading The Troop and looking forward to getting scared. I'll probably grab a snack too. I've made the executive decision to forego mini-challenges this time so I can focus on the reading.


1. What are you reading right now? see above
2. How many books have you read so far? 0
3. What book are you most looking forward to for the second half of the Read-a-thon? see above
4. Have you had many interruptions? How did you deal with those? see intro paragraph of this post
5. What surprises you most about the Read-a-thon, so far? Nothing...yet.

How's your read-a-thon going?


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Dewey's 24 Hour #readathon - Yeah, I'm just starting

I'm late! I overslept this morning...damn. I had planned to get up earlier, do the intro meme, and read a bit before I go out today to take my sons to see "The Jungle Book." Oh well. It is what it is.

I had to alter my original plans, as I didn't finish one of my books for Spring into Horror. So, these are the two I'm hoping to finish. I'll really only be participating for 12 hours (or a bit less) so we'll see how this goes. I need to finish The Troop first and then on to Akhenaten (which is a short book - 168 pages).



1) What fine part of the world are you reading from today?

I am reading from Nashville, Tennessee, USA

2) Which book in your stack are you most looking forward to?

The Troop...love the scary so hoping this one will have me frightened tonight.

3) Which snack are you most looking forward to?

About the snacks...a bit of a story here. I treated my boys to a junk food supper last night. We had all the dips! I made....




Yum! There is plenty left so that's my snack plan tonight. Plus, chewy sweetarts...and coffee. 

4) Tell us a little something about yourself!

Mom of two teen sons and two cat daughters, avid reader, owner of a humongous home library (close to 4000 books, maybe more), writer, work at home (virtual assistant and inbound customer service/call center). I like to sing in my spare time (not often enough), usually at karaoke. 

5) If you participated in the last read-a-thon, what’s one thing you’ll do different today? If this is your first read-a-thon, what are you most looking forward to?

I always try to stay up the entire time I participate, but have never quite made it yet. Maybe this time!


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Worlds Elsewhere by Andrew Dickson - Giveaway #Shakespeare400


Today is the 400th anniversary of Shakespeare's death and I have a special giveaway for you!

A book about how Shakespeare became fascinated with the world, and how the world became fascinated with Shakespeare - the first book of its kind

There are 83 copies of the First Folio in a vault beneath Capitol Hill, the world's largest collection. Well over 150 Indian movies are based on Shakespeare's plays - more than in any other nation. If current trends continue, there will soon be more high-school students reading The Merchant of Venice in Mandarin Chinese than in early-modern English. Why did this happen - and how? Ranging ambitiously across four continents and 400 years, Worlds Elsewhere is an eye-opening account of how Shakespeare went global. Seizing inspiration from the playwright's own fascination with travel, foreignness and distant worlds, Dickson takes us on an extraordinary journey - fromHamlet performed by English actors tramping through Poland in the early 1600s to twenty-first-century Shanghai, where Shashibiya survived Mao's Cultural Revolution to become an honored Chinese author.

En route we visit Nazi Germany, where Shakespeare became an unlikely favorite, and delve into the history of Bollywood, where Shakespearian stories helped give birth to Indian cinema. In Johannesburg, we discover how Shakespeare was enlisted into the fight to end apartheid. In California, we encounter him as the most popular playwright of the American frontier.

Both a cultural history and a literary travelogue, the first of its kind, Worlds Elsewhereexplores how Shakespeare became the world's writer, and how his works have changed beyond all recognition during the journey.

Praise for Worlds Elsewhere
“There were very few pages on which I didn’t learn something new or revelatory. A must-read for anyone interested in Shakespeare’s impact around the globe.”
—JAMES SHAPIRO, author of 1599: A Year in the Life of William Shakespeare

“Brilliantly original. Absolutely engaging, witty and irresistible. What’s most remarkable: he’s said something new about Shakespeare. ” —MICHAEL PYE, author of The Edge of the World

“Immensely well-informed and highly readable. A revelatory journey of cultural exploration. ”
—PROFESSOR STANLEY WELLS, General Editor of the Oxford and Penguin Shakespeares

“This book is much more than just a hugely entertaining travelogue. In its strikingly original, engagingly idiosyncratic way, Dickson’s action-packed global quest amounts to a substantial new contribution to Shakespeare scholarship.” —THE GUARDIAN

“An extraordinarily exhilarating book, like no other Shakespeare criticism you have ever read... [Dickson] is a serious scholar, and his cross-cultural insights into Shakespeare are remarkable.”
—MARGARET DRABBLE, New Statesman

“More than just a hugely entertaining travelogue… a substantial new contribution to Shakespeare scholarship. ” —ANTHONY HOLDEN, The Observer

“A joy, full to bursting with surprising incidents, stories and insight. ”
—DOMINIC DROMGOOLE, The Sunday Times

“Eye-opening and engrossing.” —NICK CURTIS, Mail on Sunday

“A rousing and insightful tour through the global manifestations of Shakespeare's works with plenty of information that will even stun even those who thought they knew it all... an eloquent testimony of how cultural motifs gets transmitted, changed to alien climes and still flourish.” —THE TIMES OF INDIA

“Dickson proves himself a genial guide to Shakespeare's huge influence and legacy. A frequently illuminating investigation of Shakespeare around the world. ” —KIRKUS REVIEWS

Excerpt

PROLOGUE

The theatre was packed, people jostling for position. As I watched, three men detached themselves from the crowd and began slowly to climb the steps. A ripple of applause washed over them as they came up on to the stage. Acknowledging it, they glanced around – surprised, bemused to find themselves here in the flat grey light of an English summer afternoon. They were decently dressed, if perhaps a little shabby: long perahantunics in grey and mud- brown, loose trousers, jackets, rubber sandals. Orange security lanyards flapped at their necks. They carried bags; one had a rug slung across his arm. They looked fresh off the plane, and dusty with tiredness.

They settled themselves down, cross-legged, on one side of the stage. Ceremonially, the rug was laid out. The carry-on bags disgorged a series of unlikely objects: a small drum, a case of wooden flutes, a much larger rug. One of the men unzipped what looked like a violin case and produced an Afghan lute, the colour of fresh honey, bristling with pegs and frets. After a few lazy skitterings up the fingerboard, he glanced towards his colleagues. The crowd hushed. Somewhere nearby, there was a brief splash of birdsong. Quietly, insistently, the musicians began to play.


About the author
Andrew Dickson was raised in Yorkshire, and studied at Cambridge. He is currently an honorary fellow at Birkbeck, University of London, a former visiting fellow at the University of Warwick, and has contributed toThe New Cambridge Companion to Shakespeare. Formerly an arts editor at the Guardian in London, he continues to write regularly for the paper and has also written for The New Yorker online and The New Statesman. He makes regular appearances on BBC radio and TV as a presenter and reviewer.

Visit Andrew's website WorldsElsewhere.com

Visit above site for purchase links.

GIVEAWAY: Open to U.S. entrants only. To enter, please leave a comment telling me which work of Shakespeare is your favorite. If you haven't read any of his work, but would like to, which would you read first? Be sure to leave your email address so I can contact the winner. Giveaway will end on Saturday, April 30th at 11:59 pm CT. Good luck!


Watch for my review...coming next month!


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Thursday, April 21, 2016

Cat Thursday - Cat Read-a-Thon #catsreading #readathon


Welcome to the weekly meme that celebrates the wonders and sometime hilarity of cats! Join us by posting a favorite LOL cat pic you may have come across, famous cat art or even share with us pics of your own beloved cat(s). It's all for the love of cats! (share your post in the Mr. Linky below)

In honor of my Spring into Horror Read-a-Thon going on this week (and Dewey's 24 Hour going on Saturday), today is the Cat Read-a-Thon. This kitty is participating in Spring into Horror. Can you tell?





Arya does this. smh

LOL!

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