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#BookReview: This Land Is Your Land by Beverly Gage

Pessimist Gen X Yale Professor Takes A Selective Road Trip Through America And American History. Understood through this lens, this book isn’t as terrible as it could have been. It is still quite politically oriented in the expected directions from a Yale professor, and its treatment of history is quite surface level and routine, but it is also at least somewhat more balanced than many books from similarly situated authors – so it does have that going for it.

The bibliography clocks in at 15%, which isn’t great, but does meet my bare minimum threshold and there isn’t really much here that would demand a Sagan Standard application – again, this is primarily surface level typical Ivy League Elitist type history.

Indeed, in the areas that Gage travels and covers that I’m most familiar with – specifically, Atlanta – Gage really barely covers anything at all, yet what she does choose to cover is both very surface level yet also, again, reasonably balanced given her current position. She covers Stone Mountain, including both how difficult it is to find in modern Atlanta and how while it remains a hotbed for KKK rallies, these are also seen as a free speech issue where the kooks have to be allowed to speak… but are also largely ignored. She covers MLK and his roots in Atlanta… while missing an interesting deeper dive connection to women’s suffrage and indeed the fight for racial equality that was *right there* at the time and location she was discussing. (Look to when and where Rebecca Latimer Felton, first female US Senator and last formerly slave owning one, died… 😉 )

Overall this is as much travelogue as history, and while it is reasonable as both it also isn’t a particularly deep dive or novel tale in either. Pessimistic and clearly slanted in the expected political direction given her day job and employer, it isn’t *so* heavy handed as to be unreadable… yet those with differing political views also won’t find much use here, as most of the history covered here is fairly standard and well known. Yes, some tidbits here and there are a bit deeper, but really not enough to perhaps justify the read for those with particularly strong political viewpoints that diverge from Gage’s own.

Recommended.

This review of This Land Is Your Land by Beverly Gage was originally written on April 28, 2026.

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#BookReview: Nightfaring by Megan Eaves-Egenes

More Memoir Than Science. In all honesty, one of the books I keep coming back to as an example of what this book *is* is Rachel Held Evans’ Searching For Sunday, just a more explicitly anti-Christian one rather than someone who still considered themselves a believer in Christ but was searching for a version of the faith that made more sense to themselves.

Here, we get a so-called “Elder Millennial” or “Xennial” similar in age to both Evans (before she tragically suddenly died a few years ago now) and myself, though from a different area of the US than the Southern Appalachia Evans and I both called home – the New Mexico deserts were Eaves-Egenes’ homeland. Like Evans and myself, Eaves-Egenes grew up in the American Church (she’s never ultra specific on which exact version beyond it being “evangelical”, but that can mean a wide-ish range of actual beliefs), but unlike myself (though similar to Evans in that Evans did become more open to the more mystical within Christianity), Eaves-Egenes ultimately becomes one of the so-called “Ex-vangelicals” who have seemingly left Christianity behind… and still seems quite bitter about the breakup. In Eaves-Egenes’ case, the breakup was even so bad that she ultimately fled the United States at all for the nation that is the world leader in creating Independence Days – the United Kingdom – and this too greatly informs the perspective you will read in this text.

Which is why it is so important to understand Eaves-Egenes’ background as expressed in this text – because understanding this will give you, the reader of my review, a far better look at what this book actually is than the description currently available as I write this review over two weeks after the book’s release (despite having it since a bit before Halloween 2025 as an Advance Review Copy). Indeed, the book in the description sounds extremely promising, particularly as someone who is a fan of the work of Dark Sky International who has never seen the Milky Way… and includes seeing it on his personal bucket list.

But what we get here isn’t the science and history based examination of dark skies and their significance to the human mind and body and to human civilization that the description leads us to think. Instead, what we do get here is more of a memoir/ travelogue about one person’s thoughts and experiences with the night sky and darkness in general, and framing the book as *this* would be a much clearer picture of what the consumer is actually getting.

Which actually leads to both of the star deductions – the first, my standard “lack of bibliography” deduction. Clocking in at just 11% documentation, this simply isn’t up to the even relaxed standards of 15% or so documentation and is barely half of the 20-30% documentation standard I once more rigidly held similar nonfiction titles to.

The second deduction actually leads from the first, as even I debate within myself whether the Sagan Standard – “extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence” – applies here, but the statements within the text also involve at least some things that I was actually and legitimately an expert on at least at one time… and which Eaves-Egenes is 100% dead wrong about. Specifically, her “throw-away” line about the rise of Columbine-style school shootings in the decades since that event, which happened her Senior year of high school (as she recalls in the text here) and my own Sophomore year. Being so wrong – and so explicitly led by activist propaganda talking points, no less – actually calls into question every other thing she similarly proclaims as fact, particularly in light of such a dearth of a bibliography.

As a personal memoir, this book is actually very well written, particularly for fans of Evans’ almost poetical prose. As a book of science and history… you’re going to want to read more well documented source material. There really is a lot to like here, but there is also a fair amount that if your politics lean to the right of AOC or Bernie Sanders… you may want to defenestrate this book fairly early on. But don’t, because the writing itself really is quite beautiful, and hearing from another perspective really does help us all become better informed and more well-rounded ourselves, as there really are at least some elements of truth here and thus at least some things that we can all learn from and perhaps learn to do better in our own lives because of.

Recommended.

This review of Nightfaring by Megan Eaves-Egenes was originally written on April 16, 2026.

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#BookReview: Who Needs Friends by Andrew McCarthy

Part Memoir. Part Travelogue. All Too Real. This is one of those books where even as McCarthy himself is traveling across the country to meet up with friends from much earlier in his life who he has lost contact with, I find myself reading it as a 43yo man and thinking of my own similar friendships. Specifically Mike, the guy I once worked with in the computer lab at Kennesaw State University where we bonded over playing Halo in the back room between the labs when neither of us had any students to work with, and Sean, the SQL guru who was once essential both in getting me hired at one job and in being a close partner and friend at that job, neither of whom I’ve seen in 10 or even 20 yrs now.

Thus, as McCarthy talks about how much these guys meant to him and how much he misses them… yeah, that absolutely *hits*… and I suspect it will with most guys, because most of us (particularly these days) *all* have these types of friendships. Even my own dad, who lived literally just three houses away from his own best friend for roughly 30 yrs, now lives in the next County up.

The fact that McCarthy uses connecting with his friends as a reason to start off on what becomes a road trip across America from coast to coast talking to the various men he encounters along the way about their own friendships works quite well here, and we get a wide variety of responses and perspectives along the way. Including, even, a female to male transexual teenage child. (That last bit is only a very small part of the overall narrative, but *is* present – so do with that as you will. As part of the overall tale and discussion here, it does in fact add a different perspective and wrinkle, and I pass no judgement here either direction on that perspective.)

The travel part of this almost reads like a version of so many similar projects over the years, including the former Motor Home Diaries where Adam Mueller, Peter Eyre, and Jason Talley once travelled the country searching for liberty in America during Obama’s first year as President – and even more than a few hints of one Jack None Reacher, created by British author Lee Child. Indeed, one passage in particular in Uvalde – yes, that Uvalde, and yes, the school in question is *exactly* where McCarthy was at this point in the narrative – really brings forth shades of the MHD crew, while other passages – specifically in Mississippi – bring forth a more explicitly Reacher vibe as McCarthy seeks out esoteric Jazz legends.

Because this book is primarily memoir and almost entirely direct personal experience, the normal requirements for a nonfiction book to have a 15% or more bibliography don’t really apply here, though even in the Advance Review Copy edition of the book I read, there was in fact at least some recommended reading provided at the end that seemed to include many of the various studies and other works McCarthy had mentioned over the course of his narrative.

Overall this really was a quite fun and even poignant tale that does exactly what its subtitle proclaims – provides “an unscientific examination of male friendship across America”, and in its breadth and quality of writing in particular, it really does excel. Who knew, maybe this “washed up actor” might just be a decent enough writer? 😉 (That last bit was a joke, to be clear. McCarthy really is one of the better travel writers I’ve read in quite a while.)

Very much recommended.

This review of Who Needs Friends by Andrew McCarthy was originally written on March 26, 2026.

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#BookReview: The Oldest Rocks On Earth by Simon Lamb

Part Geologic History. Part Memoir. All Intriguing Information. This is one of those books where, like at least one other early reviewer mentioned, it is nearly as much about the author as it is his subject. So for those looking for a book more solidly focused on geology or science, where the author rarely if ever interjects himself into the narrative… know up front that this isn’t that. At all.

Instead what we get is a book where the author has spent a lifetime researching something he is clearly passionate about, one where he has several personal theories he openly admits aren’t shared by all of those in his field, yet also one who has had some very interesting experiences along the way as he was doing his research. This narrative encompasses all of the above and more. We get a lot of deeply scientific detail of how the oldest rocks on Earth formed and how scientists find and study them. We get a lot of stories of the type of “and that is how I wound up being the personal taxi for an entire region when the regional bus failed one day” or “these are the people I was partying with at a remote campsite deep in the African wilderness”. We also get several instances of “these are my personal theories based on my own research and studying the field for a lifetime, but not everyone agrees with me”.

In other words, a fascinating look at a topic that some could consider quite dry indeed, but which Lamb brings to life with both his own life and his passion for the subject. Yes, there is perhaps too much here at times for anyone who knows anything less about this subject than Lamb himself does, but for the most part he really does explain even these concepts well enough that the reader can have at least a rough understanding of them – enough to generally follow along with Lamb’s narrative and story, if not enough to pass any kind of test about them.

No, the only real thing I could find to fault here is the dearth of a bibliography. Yes, I recognize that this tale is at least part memoir, but still, there is enough geology and objective nonfiction here that just 12% bibliography still seems lacking, even if much of the objective nonfiction is based on the author’s own research. But hey, maybe I’m being a touch harsh there. Read the book for yourself and write your own review of it and let the world know either way what you think on that point. 🙂

Overall a truly fascinating book that works as much as a travel memoir as it does as a geologic tale.

Very much recommended.

This review of The Oldest Rocks On Earth by Simon Lamb was originally written on December 18, 2025.

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#BookReview: Deep Blue Lies by Gregg Dunnett

Perfect Blend Of Travel And Psychological Thriller. Quite simply, this book is amazing. It stumbles out of the gate perhaps a step or two first establishing Ava – and this could well have been a *me* problem here – but once we get to Greece (where the vast majority of the book takes place), it really opens up and becomes exactly what I said in the title here: a perfect blend of travel and psychological thriller.

The Greek island setting is used superbly and makes you wish you could be there… and the vivid descriptions make you think you are. (Which is awesome as fall turns to winter and we all long for our next summery vacation. :D) This is one of those books where the setting really does come into its own and really helps accentuate the story, and that is always awesome to see.

And the story itself… wow. There’s a lot going on here, and yet Dunnett manages to make this tale as much about self discovery as in solving the mystery of what the hell is going on on this island… and that is exactly what makes the book work as well as it does. The mystery/ suspense elements here are great on their own, but it really is the self discovery aspects that *really* make them pop, and when combined with the strong setting really set this book apart.

This book is perfect for readers new to Dunnett… and at least a worthy disctraction for his fans who are almost foaming at the mouth with excitement waiting for his next Detective Erica Sands thriller due to how the previous book – the last book Dunnett released before this one – left off. And yes, you should absolutely join us in reading that series too so that you can be as vocal as we are in demanding the next book there. Because I’m living proof that peer pressure on authors eventually gets you what you want… but that’s a whole other story. 😉

Very much recommended.

This review of Deep Blue Lies by Gregg Dunnett was originally written on September 29, 2025.

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#BookReview: The Guest In Room 120 by Sara Ackerman

Intriguing ‘What If’? Particularly with the author’s note at the end, where Ackerman notes that her motivation for this book was to try to resolve the mystery behind Mrs. Stanford’s death, this book feels most like a phenomenal book most of y’all have never heard of – The Last At-Bat Of Shoeless Joe by Granville Wyche Burgess. The key difference being that Ackerman admits she created a character to blame the death on, while Burgess actively dug into the scandal and claims to have unearthed new real-world evidence that definitively exonerates Shoeless Joe Jackson of the Black Sox scandal.

This noted, for what this book actually is, it will absolutely put you back into Mrs. Stanford’s last days both in California and in Hawaii, where all of Ackerman’s books (at least every one I’ve ever read, including her January 2026 release The Shark House (review will be written shortly after I finish writing this one)) are set. The story is full of Ackerman’s usual attention to detail of the specific time period of Hawaiian history that her central mystery actually took place in, and really makes the reader long for the Hawaii of old rather than the hyper-touristy destination it can be at times and in places today. (Which is only going to get worse with Carnival Cruise Line resuming cruises from Los Angeles to the Hawaiian islands in the coming years.)

One of the more interesting things about this tale that I’ve never seen Ackerman do is the addition of the novelist character and the discussions on writing novels… which always seem like the author inserting meta-commentary about their own views and practices, even when they’re actively creating a character they actively oppose with every fiber of their being. (As Dale Brown once somewhat infamously did in Warrior Class with the introduction of President Thomas Nathaniel Thorn over 20 years ago now.)

Between the turn of the 20th century timeline and the 21st century timeline, there really are two compelling stories that do in fact eventually sync up to some degree… and the damn cat nearly steals every scene it is in. Seriously, this cat will make even dog lovers want to at least consider have a cat adopt them.

Overall truly a strong book of its type, one that will absolutely leave you questioning the official narrative of Mrs. Stanford’s death – even with the introduction of the fictionalized killer.

Very much recommended.

This review of The Guest In Room 120 by Sara Ackerman was originally written on September 23, 2025.

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#BookReview: Rope by Tim Queeney

Solid Examination Of The Topic. This is a book written by a sailor that goes deep into all things rope, including its earliest known histories through to its future uses as currently known and planned. We get a *lot* of history from eras from prehistory through Egypt and the Greeks through the Age of Exploration (and even some about the Chinese exploration expeditions) through rope’s uses in executions both sanctioned by governments and not all the way into bleeding edge rope tech taking us into the future of humanity. Through this narrative, I guarantee you that you are going to learn at least something you didn’t previously know – I know I did. I appreciated that the chapter titles were themed to the idea of individual strands in a piece of rope, as that was both perfect theming and a great way of organizing and thinking about the overall history being presented.

Ultimately, this book had two weaknesses for me, though only one worthy of a star deduction. The other, simply a discussion here in the review – a warning, really, to other readers who may be less prepared for it.

The warning is that Queeney *is* a sailor and *really* knows his rope – and knots. He can get quite technical, particularly when he’s talking about how to rig ropes for sailing – which is a significant topic in the book. Through these sections, I recommend the literary/ reading equivalent of the social “nod and ‘uh huh'” when someone is talking about some passion that you’re interested in, but clearly nowhere near as interested in as they are. Read every word – don’t skim it – but allow yourself to not focus on “I must remember every detail of this!”.

Outside of these hyper detailed sections though (and even within them, really), the book really is quite well written and very fascinating indeed in all that it reveals. I’m not joking whatsoever when I mentioned above that even I learned from this book. I really did. Quite a bit that I had never even considered previously. So absolutely go into this book preparing to learn more about this particular subject than at any time since you left formal schooling, whenever that may have been for you.

The star deduction is for the dearth of a bibliography, coming in at 12% or so of the text – still over 30 pages of documented sources in a book of this length, to be clear – which falls just short of even my relaxed-ish standard of 15% and further short of the 20-30% documentation I had been expecting earlier in my reviewing efforts several years ago.

So… that’s it. That’s the review. Go read this book, even if you had never considered the topic and don’t necessarily want to learn anything new. Because this book may be hyper focused, but that actually *increases* its overall quality and ultimately usefulness.

Very much recommended.

This review of Rope by Tim Queeney was originally written on August 12, 2025.

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#BookReview: The Last Letter Of Rachel Ellsworth

Strong Travel/ Foodie / Found Family Drama Shoots Itself In The Foot. This is one of those books where everyone is flawed – and it tells a remarkable story *because* of this, not in spite of it. So if you’re a reader where at least one character has to be some level of perfect for you to enjoy the book…. I tell you here and now you’re not going to like this one. So save O’Neal yet another 2 star or lower review because you’ve been warned right here, right now that this isn’t your kind of tale.

For the rest of us flawed humans, this is actually a remarkable tale of picking yourself back up – and finding some fortuitous help along the way to help you do that. And yes, those people are going to be flawed too, and you may actually get a chance to help them even as they help you… hey! isn’t that how friendships and families are *supposed* to work? Have so many of us been so damaged by modern life that we’ve forgotten this? Or is it the idealized world of booklandia that is just too perfect? Regardless, O’Neal ignores the perfection of people in pursuit of the perfection of story, and she does a truly remarkable job here. One of her books, The Art Of Inheriting Secrets, was the first Advance Review Copy review I posted on my then brand new blog when I started it all the way back in July 2018, and it has been a true pleasure reading her most every year since. Of those I’ve read in that time, this is easily in the upper half in terms of depth of emotion evoked and pure joy of reading.

As a foodie and travel romp, this story also works quite well. While we don’t get the steaks or *ahem* Rocky Mountain oysters *ahem* of Colorado, once the story starts traveling beyond the US, we wind up in a few different countries and a few different cafes within each, and the food honestly sounds phenomenal. I hope O’Neal had recipes for these fictional dishes, because I absolutely want my wife to try to make some of them for me. No, I’m not joking about this at all. That is how lovely and visceral O’Neal makes these scenes. Also the traveling itself, at times making deliberate choices within the story to slow down and not just jet-set all over the place, to take the time and really embrace the place you’re in (or, more accurately, where we find the characters in that scene… warts and all.

But I did mention that for all the praise I’ve heaped on this book – deservedly – it shot itself in the foot too, right? Well, to discuss that part absolutely goes into spoiler territory, and since the various places I post these reviews don’t always have good spoiler tags, let’s play it this way, shall we?

And now… the spoilers. DO NOT READ BELOW HERE IF YOU DO NOT WANT SPOILERS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

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Ok, at this point I’ve given everyone’s eyes a chance to leave before you read what I say next, so HERE COME THE SPOILERS.

The blatant mistake O’Neal makes is that she allows her utter disdain for one particular type of tool to come through the page of the text here as much as her love of food and travel does. She didn’t need to use a mass shooting to achieve the character dynamics she has here, *many* other things would have worked just as well or perhaps even better. Not even that ‘perhaps’, as using this particular vehicle and using it the particular way O’Neal does will actively turn people off across the political spectrum for a variety of reasons, and many particularly pro-gun people will likely want to defenestrate the book from the highest available window. (But don’t. Read the book anyway, because it *is* a particularly strong tale even with this – it could simply have been *so much more* without it.)

Also, she kills a dog. Come on. That is a *complete* throwaway that was 100% an unforced error, and *nobody* likes killing dogs – at least nobody that most of society wants anything to do with. Again, there were other ways to achieve the same results as far as characterizations. You didn’t have to kill the dog.

Yet neither of these are truly objective criticisms – there are many who don’t like guns and will share O’Neal’s disdain for them, who will thus praise her for using them the way she did, and like I mentioned, *some* absolute idiots don’t mind killing dogs. But is that *really* a crowd you want to *market into*???? Still, because they weren’t even approaching objective criticism, I couldn’t really allow myself to deduct one or even multiple stars for it – yet it *did* need to be mentioned in this review, if deep within a spoiler coded section.

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Ultimately, this was a fun, if deep and emotional as well, book that did a lot of things right… and then shot itself in the foot. Maybe even both feet.

But you, oh reader of my review, give it a read yourself, then let us know your own thoughts wherever you are reading mine. I’d love to see what you think, even if it is just a few words. Reviews don’t need to be long – really only about as many words as the first sentence of this paragraph – and can truly just be “I did (not, if applicable) like this book because (insert a reason here).” You only need 24 words to be accepted everywhere I currently know of, and I just gave you 6 of them (or 7 if you didn’t like it). *Anyone* can come up with an additional 18 words. Particularly if you’ve just finished reading a near 400 page book. 🙂

Very much recommended.

This review of The Last Letter Of Rachel Ellsworth by Barbara O’Neal was originally written on August 2, 2025.

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#BookReview: All Roads Lead To Rome by Yamile Saied Mendez

Solid Dramatic Romance Marred By Mismatched Cover/ Description. I’d had an ARC of this book for a few months before publication, despite only finishing it on publication day due to both life and a rather insane pace of reading – it was my 81st completed book of the year and 11th of the month. At least through this point, even the next day, the cover of the book and the description of the book both hint at a lot more visual and visceral travel based romance than what is delivered here, to the level that I felt the star deduction was warranted for this mismatch – a mismatch that can be corrected at any time, perhaps as soon as even within the very time I’m writing this review. Thus, if the cover and description have been updated by the time you read this review and reflect more of what I’m about to tell you, heh, my reason for deducting a star is no longer there and I would consider it a five star read instead.

Now, as to what this book actually is… prepare for some very dusty rooms. While there is a lot more telling than showing here, due to the nature of how Mendez chooses to tell the story, and perhaps the events of the book – both good and bad – could have landed even harder with a more first person / showing narrative, the story still works quite well as is and I have no actual problem with it. Yes, some people won’t prefer it, but others wouldn’t prefer it if it *were* done in the first person/ showing kind of manner, so meh, your mileage will absolutely vary there.

Still, the story as presented is powerful, if one of those romance tales that spans several years. This is far from an insta-romance, yet I’m also not sure that I would classify it as slow burn. Instead, this is a tale of life molding two people – mostly one of them – to the point where they *finally* realize they are what each other always wanted… even if they had to go through so much pain and hardship (along with fun and adventure) to get there. Thus, it actually works as a more serious balance to so much of the more “bubblegum pop” types of romances that are out there and thus a solid tale to stay within the romance space yet get a different taste and texture from a story than may be your typical. (Or perhaps this is your typical and you *need* some bubblegum pop. While that isn’t this review, find my other reviews wherever you see this one and you can likely find some recs for some of those too. :D)

This is one of those books where you need to be ready to read about life continually knocking our main character down… and sometimes she stays down perhaps longer than is healthy or wise. And that isn’t the kind of book everyone can read at every stage of their lives, so you need to be prepared for that. It gets *deep* into the stages of grief and loss of different elements of our main character’s life, and if that is too much for you… go grab some of that bubblegum. Heal up. Come to this one when you can handle this kind of tale. Because it *is* a good tale that deserves to be known,

Overall truly a strong tale that I perhaps have a quibble or two with the manner in which it is told and a more serious problem with how it is currently marketed at release time, neither of which actually seriously detracts from the power of the story itself.

Very much recommended.

This review of All Roads Lead To Rome by Yamile Saied Mendez was originally written on June 25, 2025.

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#BlogTour: The Amalfi Curse by Sarah Penner

For this blog tour, we’re looking at a book that will transport nearly anyone to the beauty of the Amalfi Coast of Italy for nearly anyone who may possibly want to go along for the ride. For this blog tour, we’re looking at The Amalfi Curse by Sarah Penner.

First, the review I posted to the book sites (BookBub.com / BookHype.com / Goodreads.com / TheStoryGraph.com) and YouTube:

Something For Damn Near Everyone. Seriously, this book has a LOT. You’ve got romance, in both timelines. You’ve got a touch of action, in both timelines. You’ve got adventure, again, in both timelines. You’ve got pirates and witches. You’ve got a lonely mom just trying to keep her family together. You’ve got a son desperate to keep his business… in business. You’ve got various heartaches. You’ve got at least some humor. You’ve got an academic investigation. You’ve got the fucking Amalfi Coast of Italy, which apparently is one of the more beautiful settings in Europe. (One I personally have no interest in ever visiting, despite this book’s strong efforts of conveying just how beautiful it is. I have do doubt it is every bit as beautiful as this book describes so vividly… and yet, I can tell you of places in the Caribbean and the Americas that are just as beautiful. :D)

Overall, the story works well here in both timelines. Yes, it can be a touch slow at times… but then, in a setting such as this… maybe you want to more casually linger, have a more relaxing time in this world and in this location, if only in your mind while you trudge through your “real” life in whatever location you may find yourself in. It *does* take a bit more effort to get into the 19th century story than the 21st century one, but once you do… both parts are equally magic.

Ultimately it almost doesn’t matter how you approach this book – whether you’re in it for the 18th century pirates/ witches story, the 21st century travel/ adventure/ discovery story, either one of the romances, or even just here for some of the secondary characters or just to hang out in the Amalfi Coast for a few hours in your mind… you’re going to find something to enjoy here regardless. Truly about the only types of readers that will be overly disappointed – and I’m warning you now if you’re one of these – are those who can *only* read balls to the wall action or Carolina Reaper scorching, damn near erotica, romance, as neither of those are here at all – though their milder forms certainly are. Enough to get the pulse pounding but perhaps without the flood of adrenaline. 🙂

Very much recommended.

After the jump, an excerpt from the book followed by the “publisher details” – book info, description, author bio, social links, and buy links.
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