Carrion by Betsy Reavley
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
For a free kindle book I really enjoyed it, at first I wasn’t sure what to think but as I progressed past the midway point things began to pick up.
The book is written from three point of views Monica, her mum (Ingrid) and Simon.
I enjoyed that Monica starts to feel hope but then it’s cruelly snatched away from her and we believe that everything is going to be okay, but alas the book still has many pages to go before we learn the “truth”. But alas this is a story and we all know nothing ever stays perfect forever!
Maybe if we had known what had gone before we would have felt that Monica was doing the wrong thing, but as far as we knew at the beginning of the story she wasn’t she was laying the child to rest with it’s father. Could her mum have done more? Been more supportive of her daughter? I don’t know. I think I would like to read more stories by “Betsy” to see how her other characters in her book are portrayed.
I enjoyed this book and I made an effort to finish it sooner rather than later, for keeping me busy and entertained I gave this book 5 stars! But I know I will be lying here tonight thinking about it.
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So yesterday was a bad day 😦
So I spent yesterday struggling with MS and my legs again, a girl at work told me she was too hot and I proceeded to come back from the toilets to offer her my jumper, as I just got all confused and then spent the next x trying to work out why I had offered my jumper if she was too cold!
Then came the bad news that one of my work colleagues has cancer for the 2nd time, and that broke my heart and I wanted to cry! Because the last person who I knew who had Cancer for the 2nd time being it breast cancer died, I was like I am not going to cry until she has left work at least, but I managed to hold off and I still haven’t cried! But thinking about the other person who died just breaks my heart and I was a bit like my MS is bad again cause it’s Winter time and now I am being told someone else has cancer again! 😦 So yesterday no writing was done and I pretty much sucked! Having only got the chocolate next to me now!
On the writing front, I went to a talk today by an author at the library in Nottingham, which was really interesting! And I have also been asked to review this guys book! Does that mean I am a proper blogger now? They have sadly only sent me the kindle version but it’s a start!
As for my writing career I sent the guy who did my creative writing course the first bit of the story I am writing at the moment! And asked him if he would read it and tell me what he thinks as it’s what I am looking to submit to the mentoring thing!
So tonight, chocolate fingers, location work for my story and sleep possibly! The sleep probably will win over everything else!
So it’s Sunday and I have already done my stunt on the Park from Junior parkrun, I think Parkrun for the kids is such a good thing, everyone is so supportive of the kid in last place that I bet isn’t seen in adult parkrun… So there goes any chance of me starting running again. But going on from this my legs are bad again so maybe running isn’t such a good idea.. Something about not over doing it (haha)
I have also seen something about a mentoring scheme by one of the authors that I like, did I mention this the other day? Mentoring I really have no idea where to start in my application! I am probably going to submit the first bit of my current story but then I’ve got to come up with 500 words of why I want said person to mentor me arg!!!!
Talking of my story I wrote some about the autopsy last night. I am still struggling with the bit of getting the dead bodies ID out there. There is a forum that I am on for writing and they have suggested things, but they don’t sound right or feel right… My MC is ex MI5 and has lived a “normal” life since she left so why would she be keen in investigate the body!? She has a new life, name etc.. Who ever said this writing stuff was easy!
As for everyone elses favorite subject, my legs are bad which I guess the cold doesn’t help, says she who stood in the middle of a field at parkrun in the cold! Maybe I need to get some of those tight things to go under my trousers! Leggins lol! Or possible tights… But I don’t get on with tights! arg. My head went horrible yesterday with the whole not knowing what I was doing, in almost tears in the supermarket, I said to the kids can you behavior in Aldi or do we need to leave it and go home!? and I couldn’t cope with cooking dinner 😦 #MSSUCKS We shall see what this week brings but I am trying do hard not to be written off work again!
More song lyrics possibly
Author problems 101
- If you are an MI5 officer is your DNA and / or finger prints kept on a database somewhere?
- At that point the door to the meeting room open and an attractive female walked through in a brown trouser suit and heals as high as ***
- researching autopsy and end up looking at mortuary jobs instead
- Having to write a list of your character so you don’t get lost somewhere
- wanting / chasing sleep
I don’t know if you saw but there is a chance to be mentored by one of the authors I like! I’ve got to submit 500 words on why and 1000 word piece of writing. So I’ve got my work cut out there and will need to find someone / people to read what I want to submit..
I’ve got that Katy Perry song in my head…
Yesterday was pretty much a write off, stupid MS I spent most of the day waiting to go back to bed and cuddle, sleep and eat chocolate. You see the problem is I only work Monday, Wednesday and Friday. So when I wake up on a work day and feel shit, I go to work because I know I’ve got the next day off. Well I left at 4pm, spent the day struggling through didn’t bring my wallet to work so no chocolate!!!! I was in a proper mood! I even forgot I was supposed to me lunching with my sister in law! FAIL! Got home had dinner and rushed the kids to bed so I could go to bed! That sounds bad doesn’t it! MS mum failures 101
Then this morning Andrew wouldn’t get out of bed, and didn’t until 8.20 which means shouting at the kids to get up and get dressed and move!?Why should it be me all the time who has to get them up on a day off!? So he was been in some what of a grump all day! I think he get seasonal adjustment disorder but then I look at him and this if you just got off your arse and did something… I’ve got bloody MS which I am pretty sure is worse and if I have to do shit then…I’ve not said this to him as I think it would cause a bigger huff! A bit like me asking him how we are going to pay for all these Christmas presents.. I hate Christmas!
On the writing front which is why we are all here! I am thinking about entering a sort of competition to get mentoring from Angela Clarke, I just wish I knew what to write for my statement AND my 1000 words piece! I was thinking of contacting my creative writing tutor and asking him for help. But Andrew can’t see how he could help! Alot of help he is (Andrew) I don’t even know where to start!
Maybe I should just keep plodding on with what I am writing, to which I have no idea where it is going… So yeah pretty much definitely need help 😛
So It’s Tuesday which means a cycle ride, though not this week as it was raining and creative writing. This week was kinda sad but nice in a good way, they have also been able to increase the course so we will be starting again for 5 weeks in the Spring which works out as Jan 10th. I kinda wish we could all still meet up for two hours on a Tuesday as I don’t know what I will fill my time with Insurance Study maybe (haha)
So this week we did some stuff on our earliest memories. We we asked to think of our earliest memory and write down the following
- A Person
- A place
- A piece of clothing
- clothing that you (I) was wearing
- An Items
- Food you liked
- A food you didn’t like
- A smell
- A sound
- A place
And this is what I came up with 🙂
“Her Grandad and Nan lived in East Croydon. She was wearing her favorite dress as she traveled to meet them as they got closer she started to hear his voice and remember the smell of their house. Her brother and her spoke excitedly about their weekend away, would there be jelly babies as an afternoon treat? She secretly hoped her Grandad would like her shopping at that big department store, what gift would she talk him into buying? She still slept with her teddy Bugsy who was safely packed in her case ready for the adventures ahead.”
And this made me a bit sad, remembering those time, with those who are gone but NEVER forgotten.