Lunar Boogie by C S Boyack ~ #Humourous Dark Comedy #MurderMystery #Review @Virgilante

Lunar Boogie (The Hat Book 4) Kindle Edition

Lizzie and the hat are back in action, only this time they’re up against the most tragic monster of all, a werewolf.

This adventure is more like hunting an animal, and the werewolf is unlikely to come to any of their musical performances. This puts Lizzie out in the dark corners and wooded areas of the city. It may be more beneficial to get the monster to hunt Lizzie than to stalk him on his own turf. All she has to do is be quicker on the trigger than the wolf is on his feet.

At the same time, the police think they’re after a serial killer. Lizzie tries to keep them alive while also keeping them out of her way. As the body count rises, so do the pressures. It doesn’t help that people are blaming Lizzie and the hat for the killings. This involves an urban myth about them that the locals call Hellpox.

Pull on your boogie shoes and join the hunt. Designed as an afternoon read, this one is tons of supernatural fun.

Our Review

Lizzie and the enigmatic Hat are back in another multi levelled murder mystery. This time though, the hunt is deadly serious and Lizzie will have more than her work cut out. Could the killer be closer than they think?

Lizzie seems to develop a softer attitude in this book, finding herself sympathising with the killer who is probably a werewolf. One who insists he only preys on animals.

There are some amazing new characters in this story, from crazy ex band member to a weird police detective who has long conversations with his dead wife.

I loved the observation about the moon only being full for literally seconds. This must make a werewolf’s life very difficult!

#WhatDoYouSee #KeepItAlive #WDYS #Poetry

What do you see # 85 – June 7th, 2021

Image credit; Iqbal Nuril @ Pixabay

For the visually challenged reader, the photo shows a small kitten looking inquisitively, from under a table.

I can see shadows in the distance
When will she come,
the one who is meant to be my mum?
My brothers and sisters have found their forever home
I will be good, I won’t pee in corners
I won’t scratch the furniture
I will sit on your lap when you need the company
I promise not to stray, to visit other homes
I will not bring in birds or mice to frighten you
I will be the very best version of me
If only you will come
Maybe tomorrow, yes, I think you will
Come and find me tomorrow…

© Anita Dawes 2021

Anita Speaks… Interview with a Legend

Interview with a legend: Part two

‘I was thinking about you. The sun will be up in a minute or two. You won’t be in shadow; you could come and sit down.’

Merlin sat; I could tell he felt weary. I let silence cover us for a while, let him catch his breath. I was wondering the whole time what he had been doing.

I had a dozen or so questions needing answers; some passed to me by others. ‘The Once and Future King, when will you wake him?’

‘Before you think your next question, just let me say, not all chivalry is lost. Over the past year, I have seen much of it on display. As to the sleeping one, I shall let him sleep a while longer. I have much to learn myself of this new world. We cannot change the past, no matter how far back we go. Nor can we change the religion that overlays our lands. There is much to learn from each branch.’

I felt glad to hear Merlin say it that way, as I cannot stick to one branch of religion. I like so much of each. I believe it matters not, what Gods we believe in, whether they are real or imagined. What you believe is true for you. If it works, don’t break it. The day may come when you look for more and need to know the real from the imagined. Not just the things you read, written so long ago by someone’s mind, pushing the pen. You may want to make your own religion, walk to the beat of your own drum.

‘Have a care, let go of history for a while. Make your own. The seed has been planted, Arthur sleeps, maybe for a long while. He learns the new way of things; the new battles he would face should I wake him. No more Romans, now you have the internet with its input to contend with. Roman cruelty, it seems, has taken on a new face. I tire; I will see you again soon.’

The air in my room felt heavy. Merlin seems lost in our world. I hope he has enough magic for himself to continue.

I spent the next few weeks wondering about imagination. How useful is it? The legend of Merlin came about when he was most needed, as did Christ. I hoped Merlin was far enough away, not to hear my thoughts. I didn’t want him to think I wondered if he were no more than smoke and mirrors. For me, Merlin is as real as the air I breathe. That’s my heart talking.

Now I am wondering what Merlin will come back with…

Tomorrows anger fuels the fire… #Poetry

stormy night, seen through rainy window
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Outside myself I stand
Under pressure to remain
Reel me back in, hold me
After each lifetime
Great voices call
Evening cloaks the mind
Of outrageous thoughts
Until the voices call, renewed
Standing tall, ready to defend
False accusation from the unseen
Over to you, you scream
Rage burning, tongue held tight
Tomorrows anger fuels the fire
Under dark skies, storm brewed
Never put you hand up, never volunteer
Ending your torment by letting go…

© Anita Dawes 2021

Writephoto ~ Steps ~ #Poetry



Steps – Image by Jemima Pett

For visually challenged writers, the image shows steps up and over a bridge, with narrow alleyways at each side of the bridge.

A great big thank you to Jemima Pett for agreeing to be the featured photo this month. What a beautiful photo for us. Pop over to her blog at to show her some love!

The first step is the hardest
Take it, anyway, see where it will lead you
The bridge is beckoning
Like a curled finger, calling you on
The walls narrow,
taking you down secret alleyways
Muffled sounds emerge
from the hidden doorways
Life moving, unknown
to those outside the door
Overhearing part of the conversation
has you intrigued
Do you dare knock on the door
with some cockamamy excuse?
Hoping to be asked in
Sharing moments of a life that’s not your own
Building memories, collecting stories
That might one day be written
Openly searching for inspiration
For your own life to be less dull
You find it in the dark eyes of a stranger
Standing in the open doorway
Where you had knocked to call him forth
You knew life begins there…

© Anita Dawes 2021

Review: Dead of Winter Journey Five #EpicFantasy @teagangeneviene

Dead of Winter: Journey 5, Llyn Pistyll Falls Kindle Edition

The titular dead of Winter begin this Journey in a collection of vignettes. The Veil separating the world of the living and the Realm of the Dead has indeed become thin. As feared the dead begin to enter the Realm of the Living. Small outbreaks of chaos are scattered across the world as spirits try to resume their old lives.

Also in those shorts, two characters are introduced who will come back into the story in future Journeys — Gregorios, and Mairead who recalls the circumstance that brought Zasha and Tajín together. The spirits also visit some characters from past Journeys.

Emlyn and company encounter the King of Hell, and this time, Arawn is not in a dream-like netherworld.


Teagan Ríordáin Geneviene lives in a “high desert” town in the Southwest of the USA.

Teagan had always devoured fantasy novels of every type. Then one day there was no new book readily at hand for reading — so she decided to write one. And she hasn’t stopped writing since.

Her work is colored by her experiences from living in the southern states and the desert southwest. Teagan most often writes in the fantasy genre, but she also writes cozy mysteries. Whether it’s a 1920s mystery, a steampunk adventure, or urban fantasy, her stories have a strong element of whimsy.

Founder of the Three Things method of storytelling, her blog “Teagan’s Books” contains serial stories written according to “things” from viewers.

Major influences include Agatha Christie, Terry Brooks, David Eddings, Robert Jordan, and Charlaine Harris.

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Our Review for Journey Five

In this journey, we discover Lyn Pistyll, a beautiful waterfall, and in Emlyn’s dreams, Arawn, the king of the dead lives there.

Legend has it that when the Great Wall was healed, this waterfall was created, sealing the dead away from the living.

Dead of Winter is a story with ghosts, but not your average ghost story.

The veil that was meant to keep the realms apart has been ripped apart by the untimely and brutal arrival of Arawn and the spirits can now more between the worlds, where, of course, Emlyn can see them.

But these ghosts are not here to cause trouble, they just want to pick up where they were before they died.

Dead of Winter gets better with every journey, but some serious co-operation by all concerned will be needed to sort this mess out!