Concealed (YA Dystopian) by RJ Crayton in the #BigBookGiveaway

I’m excited to be participating in theĀ #BigBookGiveaway organized by Donna at Girl Who Reads! Donna has collected more than 20 paperback books from authors and publishers and you have the opportunity to win a box full! With a wide variety of authors and genres, you’ll find a new favorite, and if all else fails, you have gifts for upcoming events. šŸ˜‰ (Sorry, international friends. Because of shipping costs, this giveaway is only open to those with a U.S. shipping address.)

If YA isn’t your thing, I’m featuring Silent Slaughter by C.E. Lawrence over on My Other Book Blog.

Concealed by RJ Crayton

When pandemics destroy the world above, the safety promised underground proves elusive. Start this page-turning series today.

Seventeen-year-old Elaan Woodson was supposed to be one of the lucky ones. She got one of the few spots in the subterranean protection unit designed to keep select families safe from the deadly virus ravaging the world above.

She’s found happiness in the routine underground, and even a budding a romance with a boy who’s also down below.

But, as Elaan hears snippets of conversations from those closest to her and those in charge, she’s beginning to think things aren’t as safe as she thought. While Elaan has heard that what you don’t know can’t hurt you, she’s beginning to think otherwise.

The truth may be the only thing that can keep Elaan safe. But, can she discover it in time?

(This is part one of the series. Read more in book two, Exposed.)

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Kid Quotes (12/29)

Narrator: Join us as we go on a search for light.
B: You can come to our house. There’s a light right there.

B was pretending to pant like a dog.
J: Blake, stop, you’ll give yourself a heart attack.
B laughs.
J: Seriously. You’ll hyperventilate and raise your bloodlesterol.

B: You know, there are some people who don’t believe in God, Jesus, or Santa Claus.
Me: Well, belief is a very personal thing. Everyone is allowed to believe what they want based on their experience and knowledge. As you get older, you’ll learn more things–
B: And find out they’re real.

We were talking about Krampus today, and I’m not quite sure how this works, but apparently Santa is real and Krampus is not.

The kids are talking about the Harry Potter movies.
B: Didn’t they all get kids at the end?
Like they all just stopped by the store for kids or something….

B: Mama, can I show you something?
Me: Do I have to get up?
B: Sadly, you do. Continue reading

Kid Quotes (11/4)

B: Do you know what a fraud is?
Me, not sure I was hearing what he was saying: Fraud?
B: Yeah. You know what it means, don’t you?
Me, curious: What does it mean?
B: It’s like if you get a magic wand out of a cereal box, and try to make a wish, it’s not going to work because it’s fake.
Me: Yes, it is.
B: So are wishbones.
ā€Ŗ#ā€Žlifelessonsā€¬ from Blake: Cereal-box magic wands and wishbones are frauds.

B: I like to talk like Arnold Snortzenegger. Continue reading

Kid Quotes (9/27)

B: Beg my pardon. Can you come help me?

I’ve been giving Blake 1mg of melatonin for a while. It doesn’t help Jack. I finally remembered to get a bottle of 3mg, and Jack had one last night.
Me: Did the 3mg melatonin work better? There’s also a 5mg.
J: Not really. I think we need to try the 5mg. If that doesn’t work, I need an elephant tranquilizer.

B was trying to be sad, but he walked down the stairs half-smiling. Seeing him smile made me smile.
B: stop smiling! It’s cautious.
Me: Contagious.
B: it’s infective.
A minute later: B: I can’t stop laughing. Someone control me. No one can control me. I’m a wild beast. Continue reading

Why Christians Shouldn’t Celebrate Muslim Deaths

I’ve been writing a post on a related topic for a few weeks now. It keeps growing and changing, so in the meantime, I’ll share this one, which I’m pretty sure will be short and to the point. Maybe.

Yesterday, more than 700 Muslims were killed in a stampede during their pilgrimage to Mecca. It seems that many people thought these deaths should be celebrated. This baffles me because most of the people who feel this way probably claim to be Christians.

Now, I don’t have a degree in Jesusology, but I can read, and I’m considered fairly intelligent, even by those who don’t agree with everything I say (or write), so I’m going to throw a couple of things out here. Continue reading

Kid Quotes (8/25)

B: Aren’t all your bones attached to your spine?
Me: Uh, not exactly. That would make walking really awkward.
(He knows how it’s all connected; it’s just the way he phrased it made it amusing.)

We’re currently battling ants in the kitchen. We’re winning the ant war, but we still have a few persistent stragglers. Last night, Dad made the boys milkshakes and didn’t clean the counter off. He also left the top of the ice cream carton on the counter. I walked into the kitchen and said something about how it must be “Be Nice to Ants Day,” then cleaned the counter. Today, Blake and I were talking about the ants, and he said something about the messy counter. I told him I’d cleaned that off before we went to bed.
“Why did you do that? I thought yesterday was “Be Nice to Ants Day.” Continue reading

Kid Quotes (7/10)

While playing Mouse Trap: B: You know the problem with his game, Mama, is that the mice are theoretically building a trap for themselves.

B: Mama, can you name a good animal?
Me: What do you mean by good? Good for what? Good how?
B: A good animal.
Me: I’m not sure what you’re asking.
B: Not good like hostile.
(Did you follow that?)
Me: Okay, so not not hostile. Then I’m not sure what you mean by good. That’s why I asked what you meant.
B: Good like food.
Me: Oh! An animal that tastes good?
B: No.
Me: Then not good like food.
B: Never mind. I’ll just think about it myself. Continue reading