Jealousy of a Viking ~ #Historical Norse & Icelandic Fiction ~ @vm_sang ~#Review

Jealousy Of A Viking (A Family Through The Ages Book 2) Kindle Edition

After Helgha meets Erik in the woods surrounding her home near Jorvik – modern day York – she learns that he is lost, and helps him by taking him into her home for the night.

In time, the two grow close, much to the anxiety of her parents as there is no message from his father suggesting a betrothal, but Erik behaves as though they are betrothed. Soon, they learn that there is another reason why Erik has not asked her to marry him.

With the honour of their family at stake, Helgha’s father takes drastic measures to rectify the situation. Amid the bloodshed and danger of the medieval times, can Helgha find happiness for herself and her family?

This book contains graphic violence and is not suitable for readers under the age of 18.

Our Thoughts

This unusual medieval story of one woman’s quest for love, reminded me of so many other star-crossed lovers throughout history. The author has cut away most of the myths surrounding the Vikings, revealing their wisdom and their beliefs. A far cry from the blood thirsty tribes we see all the time on TV.

I loved reading about the Viking people, and the way Helgha, the main character, used both the Christian and Viking religions to help her when rescued by a Christian community.

Even though she managed to hedge her bets, so to speak, it didn’t look as if anything would help her to find happiness.

Helgha must have been one of the unluckiest women, for when history decided to repeat the first stage in her journey, I wondered what fate had in store for her. Or was she doomed to be loved, but only from a distance?

About the Author

Viv Sang was born in Northwich, Cheshire in the United Kingdom. She trained as a teacher in Manchester and taught in Salford and Heywood in Lancashire before leaving to raise her children. She moved to Fair Oak, near Southampton where she taught Maths until moving to Redhill in Surrey. Here she taught Science, Maths and IT in several Croydon Schools.

She enjoys walking and cycling as well as various crafts such as knitting, crochet,card-making and tatting. She also enjoys going abroad on holiday and looking at historic buildings and stately homes.
She paints as well as writes novels and has begun to post some poetry on her blog http://aspholessaria.wordpress.com/.

MLMM Wordle #252 ~ #Poetry

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

I had to pinch my nose
The aroma was unpleasant
Tocsin rang in my head
Had it been a cooking contest
Someone would have failed
I push forward, topple, crestfallen
Leaning against the fence
Wondering why she left me.
I feel my mind on the edge of insanity
What could I have done so wrong?
I hear the wind whistle
Reminding me of her smile
I lick my lips in anticipation
Of a kiss that never comes.
In my weakness, I let my mind
Pile on the misery
Thinking of her warm body
against mine on a cold night
There goes another pin
In that small model of me
Hidden in a dark wardrobe
I hope they run out of pins soon…

© Anita Dawes 2021

The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 512

I heard the glass shatter
Small shards brush my arm
The air stood still
I felt it, like ice giants around me
A whispered call from beyond time
My name now moving
Alongside the Giants
The mask removed from my mind
My soul back from the dead place
Can the unknown
save something so cold?
Pop that lifesaving pill
Follow the sheep around the bend
Try to blend in, be civil
To those you meet
Try to sample the better things in life
Pick up your pen, start writing
The new chapter of your life
Let it be full of sharp twists and turns
New loves each night
This time live it
Don’t just pencil it in…

© Anita Dawes 2021

Through a Time that Lingers… #Poetry

Image by janeb13 from Pixabay

How does the mind work?
When walking through an ancient forest
It becomes an enchanted land
Old stories echo with each footstep
A land held by giants,
Dinosaurs, mysterious tribes
You hear it, feel it against your skin
Sound giving sight to things long gone
Is the Fey tinkering with your thoughts?
Do you care that your mind
is being walked through as you journey
through this ancient woodland?
Through a time that lingers
For those lucky enough to find it
Treasure it. The woodland folk
Often bestow strange gifts..

©Anita Dawes 2021

 

MLMM ~ Wordle 251 ~ #Poetry

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

It started off with little lies until the rumour
grew like an onion you can peel, layer by layer
Still, you would not get back to the truth
Swollen, bloated bodies from nights in the river
Deadly nightshade found in their blood
Rope marks around the neck of one body
Had the sergeant scratching her head
Three bodies with different methods of death
The rope had been left dangling from Waterloo Bridge
No other weapon had been found
The body of a young girl in particular
Had sergeant Rose Wilson standing verklempt,
her words stolen from her
By the carnage that stained her eyes…

© Anita Dawes 2021

What I Really Thought of Come Away …

I found myself watching this film with the family over the weekend and almost gave up on it, as I am not found of remakes or mash ups.

At first, I thought someone had been playing around with some idea of artistic licence, distorting the original story. Usually this means it will bear little if any resemblance to the classic fairy-tale.

What I didn’t realise, was that they had been doing that, but with two well-known classics, Peter Pan and Alice in Wonderland.

The cast of Come Away seemed to be a bit of an experiment too, and the more I watched, the more I wished I were somewhere else. Watching Angelina Jolie’s face, I had the feeling she did too.

In all fairness to the producer, the storyline isn’t bad, if a little predictable, but the lack of any decent magic was unfortunate, if inexcusable.

There was the occasional light sprinkling of fairy dust, but this does not a fairy-tale make. Tinkerbell was actually represented by a tiny golden bell. Need I say more?

A disappointingly tragic story that I am sorry I watched…

I wonder what you made of it?

The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 511 ~ #Poetry

I dress to rekindle old magic
The kind where lifespans run into the hundreds
I need a new future
Where sky spirits dance behind the clouds
Sparks fly, rising like fireworks
My ruby ring flashes far into the distance
Where legendary moments marked history
Lives were changed, magic ruled
The world seems to be covered
in a soft blanket of dullness
Life has become slow
I am looking for that spontaneous moment
That sets you on a new path
Where you punch the air, scream Eureka!
The Holy Grail is in sight…

© Anita Dawes 2021