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Blog Tour: Book Review “Pulse Of Heroes” By A. Jacob Sweeny

Michelle, ma belle
Sont les mots qui vont tres bien ensemble
Tres bien ensemble

 I love you, I love you, I love you

That’s all I want to say
Until I find a way
I will say the only words I know that
You’ll understand

                                                                     “Michelle” - Lennon/McCartney 1967 Rubber Soul

Before I begin my review of Pulse Of Heroes by A. Jacob Sweeny, there are a couple of things I need to say.  First, I have to confess that this review should have appeared as part of a much larger blog tour on Friday, May 25, 2012.  I am truly sorry for the delay.  Sometimes it is all worth the wait.  Second, despite the fact that I agreed to review the book months ago, “paranormal” romance, and I use the term loosely in this case, isn’t a genre that I’m very familiar with at all.  That is part of the reason I decided to review the book.  I’m very glad I did.  Twilight this is not.

The first third of the novel is almost exclusively dedicated to Michelle’s rather ordinary high school life in suburban California, near Napa Valley to be exact, and a series of chance meetings that alter her life in a series of surprising ways.  Sweeny certainly knows how to write the inner life of a teenage girl authentically.  Michelle is perhaps the most well-developed teenage female protagonist I’ve ever come across.  If I ever chose to write fiction featuring a strong teenage female voice, I will reread Pulse Of Heroes.  Michelle’s voice was so authentic I found myself empathizing with her several times, remembering I felt much the same way throughout high school, despite never having failed Italian.  At times it became almost painful reliving high school memories through Michelle’s experiences.

While the first third of the novel discusses Michelle’s high school life, it also sets the scene for her increasing entanglement with Elliot, Rion, Xander, and everyone else at the new school in Michelle’s neighborhood, the Hekademos Learning Center.  Elliot is every bit as much of a well-developed character as Michelle.  Michelle and Elliot may not recognize in the beginning just how much they love each other, but every small step in their relationship is riveting.  Their tension alone drives the novel, despite all the complications, hurt, and jealousies featured in the second half of the book.

While I don’t want to give away any of the plot twists in the novel, I do have to mention a few other relationships in the book.  Michelle’s entire experience with Haden while in Europe is harrowing.  I love how Sweeny uses that particular relationship to discuss Michelle’s sexuality in depth, without resorting to clichés or sex itself.  In fact, Michelle’s self-respect is refreshing, as is Elliot’s entire relationship with her.  My favorite scene comes towards the end of the novel when Elliot and Michelle finally come to terms with their relationship.  It is only then they truly come to any full understanding of their true feelings for one another.

Michelle’s relationship with Francesca is sweet, uncomplicated, and adds to the complexity of Michelle’s characters.  I truly loved seeing a deep friendship between a teenager and senior citizen in the novel.  Their affection is palpable.  Throughout the novel Michelle and Elliot discover just how many people love them, and how much they love each other.

If you are looking for a unique young adult series, this just might be it.  There is a depth underpinning the entire novel that isn’t easy to come by.  All of the relationships ring true and set the stage nicely for the next books in the series.  I am eager to continue the series and can’t recommend Pulse Of Heroes by A. Jacob Sweeny enough.

The Pulse Myths series – A time sweeping YA/ crossover paranromal novel of love and loss and so much more

Mid-Michigan’s Own

I’ve been working on this feature for Ramblings of a Misguided Blonde for a while now.  Today I’m proud to announce a new series of interviews with local artists, musicians, writers, and entrepreneurs.  As you may well know, Michigan, and mid-Michigan – otherwise known as the Great Lakes Bay region – especially, hasn’t fared well economically over the last decade or so.  This is my small way of trying to showcase all the homegrown talent in the region.  If you are interested in being featured, please contact me at lindsey.j.russell@gmail.com.

For the first installment I’m proud to feature an e-mail interview with local musician and radio personality Bob Hughes.  Much more to come!

Reading 2012

You may have noticed that I haven’t read much lately.  As much as I hate to admit this, The Hunger Games Trilogy by Suzanne Collins hasn’t let go of my mind as of yet.  Immediately after finishing The Hunger Games Trilogy I read Mad Mouse by Chris Grabenstein, which is the second book in Author Chris Grabenstein’s John Ceepak series.  I’d never heard of the series before and came across it by accident, literally.  I’d accidentally purchased Mad Mouse for $ .99 on my Nook Color.  This is exactly what I mean when I say I don’t discover great books, they find me.

The strange thing about Mad Mouse is that is it precisely the type of book I devoured as a teenager.  I grew up loving mysteries series, thanks in large part to Nancy Drew.  Once I outgrew Nancy Drew, I then moved on to the Kinsey Millhone mysteries as a young teenager, if not before.  The entire time I read Mad Mouse I couldn’t help but compare John Ceepak, police officer with the Sea Haven, New Jersey police department, with Kinsey Millhone, a California based private detective.  I can only imagine what sparks would fly if they teamed up.  As you can see, Mad Mouse reignited my love of mysteries.

Unfortunately there are just too many good books out there.  I wish I could just let myself delve into every single book of the Kinsey Millhone or John Ceepak mysteries.  My conscious will not let me.  I have too many literary interests, too many amazing books calling my name.  I may have to work in a mystery or two though.  They never really let go of me.

As for The Hunger Games Trilogy, I still have much to say.  I just wish the young adult genre had been this vibrant fifteen years ago.  Thankfully, there is nothing stopping me from reading the best of the young adult genre.  That is a wonderful thing.

Cover of "Mad Mouse: A John Ceepak Myster...

Cover of Mad Mouse: A John Ceepak Mystery

March 15, 2012 ~ Up And Coming

What an incredible week all around.  My head’s full of ideas for my writing and Ramblings of a Misguided Blonde especially.  I’m hoping to start series highlighting creative endeavors in and around the Great Lakes Bay region, both in the arts and in business.  Nothing is set yet, but I have quite a few prospects.  My reasoning behind the series is to show that there is still life here, both creatively and from a business standpoint.  It is no secret that Michigan’s still not quite recovering from the recession of 2008-2009.  Honestly, if you want the truth no one is willing to admit, Michigan never fully recovered after the terror attacks of Sept. 11, 2001.  Just as things started getting a bit brighter, something always seemed to come along to set Michigan back, but enough of that deeply depressing topic.

I’m hoping to soon have a regular blogging schedule here.  I realize how scattered the content has been as of late.  There are so many things I want to do here.  If you have any suggestions or would like to guest post, please simply leave me a comment.  I’m open to new ideas.

Photo Credit Rick Harris

Michigan Central Station

Coming Up

I just wanted to take a minute to mention a few things going on behind the scenes.  I’m still in the midst of designing the static pages here at Ramblings of a Misguided Blonde.  The pages listed below are updated at this point, although I reserve the right to change them at any time, without notice.  Please take a moment to look around.

About Me | Ramblings of a Misguided Blonde

Anonymous | Ramblings of a Misguided Blonde

Blog Tours | Ramblings of a Misguided Blonde

Fun and Games | Ramblings of a Misguided Blonde

Guest Posts | Ramblings of a Misguided Blonde

My Life In Pop Culture | Ramblings of a Misguided Blonde

On The Air | Ramblings of a Misguided Blonde

Regularly Scheduled Programs | Ramblings of a Misguided Blonde

Share and Connect | Ramblings of a Misguided Blonde

The Bucket List | Ramblings of a Misguided Blonde

I plan on updating My Political Views page tonight.  Hopefully I’ll get an opportunity to update my Resources pages this weekend.  Tomorrow I finally plan to publish my long promised baseball post.  It seems fitting as Detroit Tigers must all report for Spring Training 2012 in Lakeland, Florida tomorrow.  I haven’t looked forward to baseball season this much since I was a child, and I am not alone.

Detroit Tigers infielder Carlos Guillén during...

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Lost And Found? The 30s Are The New 20s

You’ll Never Feel Like an Adult | BlogHer

10 Things Nobody Warned Me about my Twenties | Doctor Quack

These just about sum it up.  All I have to say is that I’m glad I’m not alone.

Aruba beach

Wanderlust

Copyright Post Secret 2012

Gypsy’s Girls Guide

About | Gypsy Girls Guide

I’m in love with the Gypsy’s Girls Guide.  I just wish there was something similar back when I was a gypsy myself.  Actually, I love the term.  There was a time when I couldn’t travel enough.  What happened?  Maybe I’ll come across that girl again someday.  Somehow the song included below always conjures up beautiful pictures of the Caribbean.  Enjoy.

Margaritaville 2003 - Mexico

Greetings From The Third Coast: To Michigan, With Love

It all began this morning while making my usual Facebook rounds.  I saw that a friend of my brother posted a YouTube video featuring a vintage travelogue of Michigan from the 1940s.  I just had to share it.  Michigan is home and has been for all branches of my family going back generations now.  As much as it kills me to admit this, I am a Michigander to the core.  I’ve lived in Michigan most of my life thus far, I graduated from Michigan State University, and the Great Lakes are in my blood.  I even grudgingly admit that I have a Michigan, not Canadian or Minnesotan, accent.  Yes my fellow Michiganders there is such a thing.

Once there was a time in my life when I desperately wanted to leave it all behind.  Just like so many other people in my family, I wanted to live in Texas.  My family’s off-again, on-again love affair with Texas is a separate issue that could easily fill another post.  Oddly enough, it extends to both sides of my family.  Why do I bring this up?  I bring it up because it was through my experiences in Texas, and those of a cousin, that I realized Michiganders are unique.

Let me explain.  I have an older cousin who lived in Texas herself for a year or two.  I followed suit after graduating from college.  I then noticed something when I came home.  She and I had our own accents.  It didn’t last long as we reverted back to our Michigan accents, but for a while, if one carefully listened to how we spoke, it became easy to identify the Texas influence in our speech.  I loved it.  We had our own version of Spanglish.  Texigan?

The entire experience, which I may have mostly imagined, made me think long and hard about the impact of place on culture.  It then occurred to me that, if it were geographically possible, the place that I’d feel most comfortable would be with one foot in Michigan and the other in Texas.  Here’s the problem.  I love Michigan.  My entire family is here, I can’t imagine not living near so much fresh water, and the change of seasons is great, even when someone decides to cancel winter.

Where do I even begin with Texas?  I love the independent spirit of Texas, and unfortunately, I find it seriously lacking in most Michiganders, much of my family excluded.  There is a reason why Texans are fixin’ to do just about anything.  Michiganders, not so much.  Texans know how to recognize people with big hats and no cattle.  Michigan would be so much better off if we could develop that sixth-sense!

Unfortunately I am much more politically aligned with Texans than I am with Michiganders.  I despise most unions, I can’t stand political apathy, and I am all for limited government that recognizes the rights of the individual.  I’ve watched my entire life as Michigan hedged all of her bets on a dying auto industry.  Instead of trying to build new industry here, we shipped our best and brightest off to Texas, Arizona, and California.  Especially Texas.

Texas continues to reinvent itself and roll with the punches, exactly what Michigan needed to do and needs to do now.  Texans had the foresight to embrace technology in all forms instead of relying solely on oil and ranching.  I think of Michigan and see nothing but lost opportunity.  It deeply saddens me.  I truly love Michigan and care about the state.  I just hope the recent signs of life here are the start of something wonderful.  Michigan does have a history of reinventing herself too; it is just that the entire process is hindered by misguided politicians and union influence.  Maybe almost losing it all will finally wake up those eternally skeptical Michiganders.

Below are a few videos of interest:

The video above is the video I came across this morning that inspired this post. The video below is an inspiring version of “Michigan My Michigan” that honors those Michigan soldiers that fought for the union. I’m proud to say that I have a great-great grandfather who was among them.

Below is an attempt to explain the Michigan accent. It freaks me out because my recorded voice sounds so similar to hers. If you ever wondered what I sound like, this video will give you a pretty good idea.

Beaumont Tower at Michigan State University

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All On A Winter’s Day

Eerie Mackinac Bridge photo makes rounds on Facebook, a reminder of Michigan’s winter at its best | MLive.com

I can’t think of a better picture to capture the desolation that is a Michigan winter.  Spring can not come fast enough!  Somehow this picture buries itself into your subconscious.

After I came across this picture on Facebook yesterday, I dreamed about The Bridge.  I dreamed I was crossing the bridge in an ancient mini-van with extended family.  We were crossing on a perfectly calm day.  As we moved further away from shore, all of a sudden there was a solid wall of water to the right.  I glimpsed ahead to only to feel as though we were driving off of the bridge, just, of course, as my uncle, the driver, was struggling to keep us from being swallowed up by the wave.  What I thought was the road proved to be only the wake of boats seeking shelter.  Then, without warning, we were frozen literally in the wave.  We had to tunnel our way across the bridge on our hands and knees.

Of course, at that point I woke up, heart pounding, at 4 AM.  I have a lot of very strange dreams, most of which I do not remember.  This one I did remember.  What is it with me and water?  I’d love to know.

Photo courtesy of the Mackinac Bridge Authority