Sister of My Heart

Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni, the genius storyteller, pulled out yet another masterpiece from her magical hat of creativity: Sister of My Heart. Even though Anju and Sudha are cousins, their love for each other surpasses that of the real sisters. Anju — the outspoken, straightforward, and rebellious one — balanced out Sudha — the beautiful, soft-spoken, and compliant. Since their fathers died before the girls were born, they were raised in a matriarchal household under the watchful eyes of their mothers and their aunt.

Melita by Gill D. Anderson

Melita by Gill D. Anderson begins in Malta with a sixteen-years-old Melita feeling suffocated in a patriarchal atmosphere of her home. She prided herself in being a feminist and detested the idea of following her mom’s footprints. However, when Ross MacDonald entered her life, her attraction toward the man shrouds her strong beliefs.

Author Talks: James B. Hansom

James B. Hansom: As a Sailor for many years, one absorbs the rules of the oceans into one’s own life; as such every wave has a peak and a trough. Accepting bi-polar is no different, like a heart-beat you have the highs and the lows, just a little more intense! The mania phases can be really useful as one can get so much done in such a short amount of time, but afterward comes the crash which can halt you from achieving anything; so I guess things take about the same time overall.

BRIGHTNESS by Rob Horner

Years of medical wisdom of Michael Richards could not make sense of what his eight-year-old daughter, Sarah, was saying. At the same time, the father in him wanted to believe her. Especially, when her claim to see darkness and light inside certain people matched with their actions, he could not discard the possibility of truth in her sightings.

Be Kind. I Just Lost my Family.

When I was only two months old, a speeding car crushed my mom and three siblings. I never had a father, to begin with. Obviously, there must have been a male that helped my mom conceive. His participation, however, ended just there. Just like that, I had no family. Those two months that I had spent in the warm embrace of my family were no less than a paradise. We did not have a house. So, my mom used to search for shelter every day. There were good days and bad days. Our definition of a good day was finding leftover food under the protection of a tree or tin-shade or a bridge somewhere. A day spent under the burning hot sun with no shade and no rejected food was marked as a bad day.

The Consigliere – A Mafia Lawyer’s Quest To Choose Love Over Revenge by Donna Masotto #BookReview

Reviewed by me for Reader’s Favorite. Readers’ Favorite Book Award Contest – Enter Today! The Consigliere – A Mafia Lawyer’s Quest To Choose Love Over Revenge by Donna Masotto is the story that would enforce its readers to sit down and really put their lives under the microscope. The protagonist, Declan, witnessed a violent death…

If Family Matters, Who is in your Family?

This subject is really close to my heart. Every time I hear the proverb, Blood is thicker than water, my brain wanders. I am neither denying nor accepting this proverb. Nevertheless, I have seen the “water” based relationships that have proved to be much thicker than any blood confirmed relationship. While some consider only their…