Book review: Max and Charlie's Highland Adventure by Wendy Leighton-Porter

 

Max and Charlie's Highland Adventure by Wendy Leighton-Porter is another gripping adventure in a middle-grade series that will appeal to readers of all ages. Max is being sent on another special mission by the Guardians of Time, but on this occasion, he is not alone. He and Charlie end up travelling back to the Scottish Highlands in 1746, just in time to be part of the fateful Battle of Culloden that ended Bonnie Prince Charlie’s dream of taking back the English throne. It all starts when Charlie, best friend to twins Jemima and Joe, and their talking (yes, talking!) Tonkinese cat, Max, is sent to visit his great-great-Uncle Alastair, who lives in the Scottish Highlands. Charlie doesn’t know his elderly relative and is less than charmed because he’d planned lots of fun stuff with the twins over the school holidays. But Fate has other plans and the twins and Max end up going with him. But that’s where things take a different turn. Usually, the trio ends up travelling back in time, having incredible adventures. However, this time, Charlie is singled out for a very special reason and Max is part of a very special mission. It’s just them and an ancient watch and some incredible events… Are you ready?

This is the nineteenth book in Wendy Leighton-Porter’s Shadows of the Past series. I have read them all, so I am completely au fait with the backstory. However, readers need not fear they will be lost. The author succinctly puts everything into context and explains to the reader why the kids are even travelling back in time, how Max can speak, and why they are important in the grand scheme of things. The language is beautiful and descriptive, setting the historical scene with mystery, intrigue, plot and counter plot, deception, royal gold, and trickery. Young readers will enjoy every minute as the mystery unfolds and the clues are revealed, and they wonder if Bonnie Prince Charlie’s gold was real. They will be swept up in the fray of battle and will hope against hope that the prince wins. But the author does not sugarcoat history, and events unfold as they are meant to. The end of the book offers readers a glossary and historical notes to put the events and characters into context. This is very useful for educators who want to teach history with a dash of adventure and entertainment. I loved this book and the series. I am of Scottish heritage and my father’s name was also Alastair, so this book is special. I encourage readers to start at the very beginning of the series and be taken on the adventure of a lifetime. With a talking cat by your side, you won’t go wrong with choosing the Shadows of the Past series.

Love Revised by Betsy Ellor, author of Hera: Kingdom of Lies

 

Before the gods became. Before humankind was imagined. Before Olympus was more than mist on a desolate mountain — Hera reigned. When the war hero, Zeus, rises to power and moves Hera’s statues aside to make room for his own, the queen of heaven must find her place in a new order. At first drawn in by Zeus’ charm, she quickly realizes she wants no part of life with this petty, egocentric dictator. When she refuses to marry him, what began as seduction becomes a snare. Trapped into marriage, Hera learns that power can still be forged through cunning, seduction, and unexpected alliances. But after she gives birth to the God of War, her influence begins to crumble — and his lust threatens to tear the kingdom apart. Who is the Goddess of Marriage, if she’s bound to a husband who defiles every vow? Who is the Goddess of Motherhood, if she’s raising a child the world misunderstands? What kind of goddess is she willing to become to protect her people and her child? Rich with betrayal, desire, and divine intrigue, this origin story of Greek mythology told from the point of view of its chief villain weaves gods, nymphs, dragons, sex, lies, and strategy into a fierce new legend. Hera: Kingdom of Lies combines the social and political maneuvers of Scandal with the mythic, villain-redemption of Circe.

Love Revised

For years, Hera lived under my skin. I’d always loved Greek mythology, but as I got older, whenever Hera appeared in her usual role of jealous, petty wife, I felt irritated.

Maybe it was because, as a woman with a career, I recognized the pattern of being labeled “difficult” for simply doing your job. (It was Hera’s job to police marriage, after all, not just petty jealousy.) But as I dove deeper into the research, I discovered two things. First, Zeus had to trick Hera into marrying him. And second, in ancient times, Hera’s temples predated Zeus and the Olympian pantheon altogether.

Hera was a queen long before she was Zeus’ wife.

So, what if Hera wasn’t petty at all? What if she was a woman trapped in a relationship too small for her? And what if she decided to quietly, dangerously start fighting for something more? That is the story in Hera: Kingdom of Lies.

This book isn’t a romance about falling in love. It’s about waking up inside a love story gone wrong—and beginning the journey toward something that is true.

In the beginning, Hera and Zeus are electric. Their chemistry is undeniable: charged, intoxicating, deeply physical. The seduction is real. The heat is real. But passion quickly blurs into possession. Zeus is drawn to Hera’s influence. He wants her power beside him but contained. Once he claims her, he wants her smaller, quieter, and decorative.

Hera hasn’t learned yet what love is supposed to look like, so she treats marriage as a duty. An obligation she has to fulfill for her people, her child, and the fragile order of the world. She was queen before Zeus. After marriage, her authority exists only in the ways she can use cunning, strategy, and seduction to steer Zeus’ fickle whims. With time, and the budding connection to an unexpected admirer, she learns that she deserves more.

Hera: Kingdom of Lies is not a typical romance. It begins with a wedding and burns its way toward the moment Hera realizes she deserves a real love story built around more than just a hollow version of herself. It’s a story for anyone seeking to leave behind what they don’t want and find what they deserve.

Betsy Ellor is a women’s fiction author and multi-disciplinary creative whose work blends intrigue, myth, and magic with strong, complex female leads. Known for her tightly woven storytelling, Betsy writes fiction that explores identity, power, and resilience. Her latest novel, Hera: Kingdom of Lies, is a Circe meets Scandal reimagining of the goddess myth in a way every working woman will relate to. Originally from the Midwest, Betsy earned her degree in Creative Writing from Ball State University, beginning her career as a playwright before transitioning into prose. Betsy has spoken on topics including myth retellings, historical research, the craft of writing, balancing creativity with a full-time career, writing visually, and building supportive artistic communities. When she’s not at her desk, she can be found hiking, paddleboarding, chasing after her dog, or annoying her teenage son.

Book spotlight: The Copper Scroll by Nicholas Teeguarden

 

A lost scroll. A deadly secret. A race across the Middle East—where every clue could be fatal…

The Copper Scroll follows historian Joshua “Masa” Bennett as he journeys into the heart of the Middle East in an attempt to unlock the secrets hidden within the legendary Copper Scroll. Just as he begins making progress, disturbing warnings and shadowy sightings reveal that other powerful forces are also closing in: Templars, ISIS operatives, and government intelligence groups, each hiding their own motives for uncovering what the scroll may reveal.

Drawn deeper into a world of danger, deception, and spiritual tension, Masa must navigate hostile territory, shifting alliances, and a truth far more explosive than he ever imagined. As past and present violently intersect, he realizes the stakes extend far beyond archaeology, the secrets of the Copper Scroll could alter geopolitical power and shake the foundations of faith itself.

A blend of international suspense, ancient mystery, and truths long buried beneath history, The Copper Scroll delivers a gripping thriller for fans of Joel Rosenberg, Dan Brown, and archaeological adventure stories rooted in real-world intrigue.

*****

• Genre: Archaeological Thriller/Suspense/Action Adventure
• Sub-genre: International Mystery & Crime
• Pages: 230
• Paperback ISBN: ‎ 978-1509264681 
• Kindle ISBN: 979-8999106025
• Publisher: Independent
• Formats: Paperback, Kindle, Audiobook & Kindle Unlimited

⤷Read sample here.

⤷The Copper Scroll is available at Amazon.

*****

╰┈➤Here’s What Readers Have To Say!

“The Copper Scroll: Masa Chronicles, authored by Nicholas Teeguarden, is extraordinary piece of literature that has made a significant impact on me. The last time I felt this level of excitement about a book was while reading the Bible for the first time, a bold comparison, but one that underscores the author’s exceptional God given talent!” – Louise Jane, CEO The Christlit Book Award

“The Copper Scroll is more of a quest for truth than a treasure hunt. I recommend this book to lovers of historical books with a bit of danger, and it put me in the mood to find out about Qumran myself.” – Mary Clarke for Readers Favorite

I’d recommend The Copper Scroll to anyone who enjoys historical mysteries wrapped in modern storytelling. If you like a blend of Indiana Jones energy with a more thoughtful, personal core, this book will hit the right notes. It would appeal to readers curious about archaeology, faith, or just a good chase story where the stakes feel both grand and intimate. It left me thoughtful, a little breathless, and eager to see where Masa’s journey goes next. -Literary Titan

*****

╰┈➤Read if you love…

Ancient Secrets

Modern Thrills

Intriguing Historical Details

Secrets That Connect the Past With the Present

High-Stakes Quest

Keeps You Guessing

Excerpt: 

Joshua “Masa” Bennett hummed the Villines Trio’s familiar refrain, “I’m going all the way, I made up my mind…” as he drove toward the University of Arkansas. The song, a staple from his Lincoln church, bookended his commute, its quiet grace a lifeline since his Army days tromping biblical lands. No atheists in foxholes, they say, and Masa carried that faith into civilian life, fueling his master’s in archaeology. Today felt routine, just another class, but a spark flickered beneath it, a path to mysteries buried for centuries, secrets that could shake faith’s foundations. The lecture hall buzzed with late-afternoon chaos. High ceilings arched overhead, intricate moldings catching golden light through tall, narrow windows. Dust motes danced in the beams, stirred by restless students shifting in tiered rows of scarred desks with etched initials, coffee rings, and doodles of bored minds. Chalk dust bit the air, mingling with the musty scent of old books and the hum of flickering fluorescents. At the front, Professor Thaddeus Luke commanded the room, his wiry frame dwarfed by a blackboard scrawled with frantic chalk lines and gray hair flaring like a storm cloud as his voice boomed with passion. 

Joshua sat near the back, his lean frame hunched over a desk that creaked under his weight. His leather backpack, a frayed relic from his grandfather’s desert-wandering days, slumped against his leg like a loyal dog. Dark hair fell into his eyes as he scribbled furiously in a notebook already thick with ink: sketches of jagged cave mouths, snatches of Hebrew script, arrows darting between wild theories. Around him, classmates slumped in their seats, some doodling aimlessly, others sneaking glances at their phones beneath the desks. A girl two rows ahead twisted a strand of blonde hair around her finger, whispering to her neighbor with a smirk. Joshua barely noticed. His world was the blackboard, the professor’s words, the tantalizing riddle unfolding before him. 

Professor Luke’s chalk scratched against the board as he recited from the Copper Scroll, his tone reverent yet edged with excitement. “Item four: ‘In the cave of the pillar that is in the valley of Achor, which is near the house of the washer, dig three cubits: there are twenty-two talents of silver.’” He paused, turning to face the room, his eyes glinting behind wire-rimmed glasses. “Discovered in cave three at Qumran in 1952, this scroll stands apart from the Dead Sea manuscripts. Sixty-four locations, each a cryptic promise of treasure, not scripture, not prophecy, but a map. A cipher waiting to be cracked.” 

– Excerpted from The Copper Scroll, 2025. Reprinted with permission.

About the Author

Nicholas Teeguarden is the award-winning author of Masa Chronicles: The Copper Scroll, a biblical-archaeological thriller blending international suspense, ancient mystery, and faith-driven storytelling. His debut novel is a ChristLit Book of the Year Finalist, a Titan Gold Medal Winner, and has earned praise from readers for its gripping pace and moral depth. Nicholas hosts Teeguarden’s Writing Room, a weekly series chronicling his creative process and the ongoing development of the Masa Chronicles. He resides in Oklahoma and is currently working on the next book.

Visit Nick’s website at www.nickteeguarden.com. 

Connect with him at the following social networks:

X: https://twitter.com/nickteeguarden 

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10 Things You Might Not Know About Trina Spillman, author of A New Dawn

 

A pulse-pounding political thriller where love, betrayal, and democracy collide...

A catastrophic explosion at a New Orleans convention hall critically injures presidential nominee James Sinclair and ignites a national crisis. Attorney Ian McCullough soon uncovers evidence tying the attack to Vice President Jay Buckley, who has orchestrated a false-flag EMP event to mimic a Chinese assault and destabilize the country for his own rise to power. With the economy collapsing, industries crippled, and global alliances shifting against the United States, Buckley intends to weaponize fear, chaos, and national confusion to consolidate control. Secret recordings obtained by Lee Chang confirm collusion between the administration, foreign officials, and powerful tech interests. The evidence is strong enough to expose the conspiracy if Ian can deliver it safely.

Determined to return to Washington, Ian turns to naval commander Sean Hennessey and asks for a plane. Their strained past reignites when Ian finally admits how deeply Sean’s emotional withdrawal wounded him, especially after concealing the deaths of Ian’s mother, brother, and sister-in-law. Despite the unresolved pain between them, Sean agrees to help. With presidential immunity shielding those in power and time working against him, Ian risks everything to expose the conspiracy, protect James, and prevent the nation from descending into manufactured chaos.

A New Dawn is available at Amazon at https://a.co/d/7vJUkhy. 

If you like to read:

Suspense

Romance

Betrayal

Political

High Stakes

Emotional

Page Turner

You’ll love this book!

Excerpt: 

The explosion ripped through the hall like a hellish fireball, leaving chaos and devastation in its wake. Charred confetti rained down from above as smoke billowed through the air. The presidential nominee was missing. Ian McCullough’s heart pounded as he scanned the scene. He had to find James. The sight of the first responders rushing to aid the wounded spurred him into action. Secret service agents were already combing the debris around the stage, their movements frantic and purposeful. Out of the corner of his eye, Ian spotted a glint of something shiny on the ground, a monogrammed cufflink. Recognition struck him with a visceral force. It was one of the anniversary gifts he had given James. With desperation fueling him, Ian shouted, “Over here! He’s over here!” Ian scrambled to the edge of the collapsed stage. His desperate attempts to lift the structure were futile. The secret service detail, alongside a squad of firemen, swiftly intervened, pushing him aside to use hydraulic jacks on the massive wooden platform. The creaking and groaning of the wood echoed in Ian’s ears as they carefully raised the wreckage. Firemen pulled James out just before the stage gave way in a splintering crash. A dust cloud enveloped Ian, blurring his vision. In the haze, he glimpsed James being whisked away. Ian fought to catch up with the firemen carrying James’s unconscious body, but he was swept aside by the panicked tide of people evacuating the building.

Out on the sidewalk, Ian faced a barrage of questions from reporters. Emergency vehicles, their lights flashing, lined Convention Center Boulevard. The entire scene was a surreal, macabre circus. Spying one of the firemen who helped rescue James, Ian pushed through the throng of people. “Hey, do you know where they took the senator?” Ian screamed. “He’s being taken to University Medical Center,” the fireman replied, his face etched with concern. Ian thanked him and pushed through the crowd. The streets around the convention center, which had been cordoned off, were now choked with cars, first responders, and camera crews. Navigating through the dense, swirling crowd, Ian walked toward the French Quarter. With mechanical precision, Ian’s body moved forward while his mind remained trapped in a labyrinth of nightmarish images. The humid New Orleans air clung to his skin, thick with the mingled scents of bourbon, jasmine, and Tabasco sauce. It hung heavily, like a shroud. Ian’s mind drifted, transporting him back to that warm spring evening of March fifth, the night James had first shared his presidential ambitions. Their dining room had been bathed in soft amber candlelight, the table adorned with crisp white linens Ian had carefully pressed earlier that afternoon. Crystal wine glasses captured the flickering light, their refined edges creating small prisms that reflected across the walls. Ian had spent hours preparing a menu that told their story, each course a carefully curated celebration of their years together. The cufflinks had been his masterpiece. Crafted by an artisan who specialized in customized metalwork, they were more than mere accessories.

Each link bore James’s initials in an elegant, flowing script, the letters intertwined so intimately that they seemed to breathe with the same rhythm as their relationship. The twenty-four-carat gold caught the candlelight, warm and rich, a tangible representation of their deep, unbreakable bond. When Ian presented them to James that night, the vulnerability in his eyes spoke volumes. These were not just cufflinks but a promise, a private emblem of their commitment to one another. A violent shudder tore through Ian’s body, shattering the tender memory. Suddenly, all he could see was a blood-splattered cuff, James’s hand emerging from beneath the stage, the cufflink’s intricate engraving barely visible beneath the dried blood, a brutal testament to how quickly hope could be transformed into horror. A group of boisterous tourists, their laughter sharp and discordant, collided with Ian, jolting him from his nightmare. The French Quarter continued its relentless celebration, a cacophony of jazz and drunken revelry. He moved like a ghost among the living, barely registering the kaleidoscope of colors and sounds surrounding him. A nearby bar’s raucous applause caught his attention. As he stood at the threshold, Ian’s eyes were drawn to the television mounted above the bar. The president, a man Ian had long despised, was delivering a national address, his carefully crafted words sliding like poison into the nation’s consciousness.

– Excerpted from A New Dawn by Trina Spillman, The Wild Rose Press, 2026. Reprinted with permission. 

10 Things You Might Not Know About Trina Spillman

1. I didn’t start in fiction.
   My writing career began in technical writing, creating use-and-care manuals and product documentation for major corporations long before I ever wrote novels.
2. I survived the era of snail-mail queries.
   I came up in publishing when you mailed pitch letters with a self-addressed stamped envelope and waited months for a polite rejection. That experience shaped both my resilience and my realism about the industry.
3. I’ve written across wildly different genres.
   My work spans political thrillers, romance, fantasy, science fiction, nonfiction guides, and yes, a bit of playful erotica. I’ve never believed stories should stay neatly in one lane.
4. I’ve worked inside political systems.
   I’ve freelanced within political circles and seriously considered running for office, which gave me an unfiltered view of how power actually operates behind the scenes.
5. I believe hope is a radical choice.
   Even when writing about corruption, betrayal, and manipulation, I deliberately resist dystopian endings. I write stories that imagine solutions, not just collapse.
6. I write cinematically on purpose.
   I prefer momentum over ornamental description. My scenes are built to move, like a film unfolding on the page.
7. My award-winning fantasy series breaks all the rules.
   The Fablecastle Chronicles blends fairy tales, portals, political satire, and a version of Lucifer who is decidedly not what mythology promised.
8. I’m finally writing only what matters to me.
   With my children grown and my mortgage behind me, I no longer write under financial pressure. That freedom has fundamentally changed the kinds of stories I choose to tell.
9. Marketing is harder for me than writing.
   I love connecting with readers, but self-promotion doesn’t come naturally. I’d much rather be writing the next book.
10. Every story I write asks the same question.
    Who really holds power, who pays the price, and what happens when someone decides not to play along anymore?

About the Author

Trina Spillman, who also writes under the pen name Selene Greenleaf, crafts both practical witchcraft guides and immersive works of fiction that span romance, magical realism, and contemporary thrillers. Splitting her creative life between Colorado’s mountain landscapes and a growing library of story ideas, she blends current events, folklore, plant magic, and real-world rituals to invite readers into transformative experiences. Under Selene Greenleaf, she’s the author of Witchcraft Essentials: A Modern-Day Guide to Spells, Herbs, and Crystals; Cupid’s Craft: Love Spells for Valentine’s Day; and her forthcoming Plant Magic Encyclopedia: Rituals & Remedies, resources designed to help modern practitioners weave intention and botanical wisdom into everyday life. Writing as Trina Spillman, she’s best known for her engaging fairy tale retellings. Upcoming projects include: 

A New Dawn — a gripping political thriller of power, ethics, and love, to be released by The Wild Rose Press 

Collateral Justice — the powerful sequel to A New Dawn, where a hidden alliance of the world’s elite blurs the line between justice and vengeance. 

The Witches of Fablecastle— When a witch hunter’s mirror exposes her forbidden magic, Holly McCool flees through a portal to Fablecastle, only to learn she’s the one destined to stop him from tearing both worlds apart. 

The Quantum Hitchhiker’s Guide to Escaping the Matrix — a witty, mind-bending manual on how to hack reality, rewrite your personal code, and manifest with humor, consciousness, and a touch of modern witchcraft.  

Whether she’s exploring the ethics of power in a thriller or sharing herbal recipes for daily rituals, Trina/Selene’s work reflects her unwavering belief in the healing and transformative power of words.

Trina’s latest book is A New Dawn.

Visit her website at https://authortrinaspillman.com. 

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Tips on Developing Characters That Feel Real in Your Fiction by author Kim McCollum

 

Meet Harriet. But don’t be surprised if she isn’t interested in meeting you. Harriet has life all figured out, and she doesn’t hesitate to inform others of their shortcomings. Though her attempts to become president of the homeowner’s association failed, that doesn’t stop her from berating “off-leash-dog-man” or reporting the neighbor who had the audacity to leave their Easter decorations up an entire week past the holiday. The problem is, unbeknownst to her, Harriet’s rigid rules and judgmental opinions are not her own.

Her ordered life plunges into chaos when a twelve-year-old neighbor knocks on Harriet's door seeking help because the girl’s father is physically abusing her mother. Reluctantly, Harriet comes to her neighbor’s aid and, in the process, recognizes her own insidious abuse which has unwittingly shaped her isolated, rigid existence. To escape her crushing loneliness, she must learn to break free from the patterns of control and isolation that have defined her life and learn to connect with people she previously viewed as heathens.

Purchase a copy of Harriet Hates Lemonade on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and Bookshop.org. Be sure to also add it to your GoodReads reading list.

 

Tips on Developing Characters That Feel Real in Your Fiction

We’ve all heard the advice to "write what you know.” To me, that old saying is really about pulling from the people and the real-life experiences I've encountered, so I can fully inhabit a character. It’s about taking those authentic bits of humanity and using them to make a fictional person feel like someone you could meet in real life.

When I’m sitting at my desk, and a character hits a fork in the road, I literally stop and ask myself, "What would my friend do here?" or "What would my dad say to that?" This is how I make sure the dialogue doesn't sound like a canned script. Real people don't always say the perfect thing. They say things that are colored by their own history, their quirks, and their specific way of looking at the world. By channeling the voices of people I know, I can bridge the gap between a name on a page and a person who feels three-dimensional.

In my first book, What Happens in Montana, I modeled the friendships in the book after my girlfriends from when I lived in Las Vegas. When we met, our kids were just babies. Now, those "babies" are twenty-four years old. The inside jokes, the way you can tell exactly what a close friend is thinking just by a look, those things are difficult to invent from imagination alone. I needed those two decades of real friendship to write about that kind of bond convincingly.

With my second book, Harriet Hates Lemonade, the characters were more of an amalgamation of people I know. I drew a lot of Harriet’s world from a neighborhood I lived in here in Bozeman. On the outside, it looked like "Mayberry” with perfect lawns and friendly waves. But underneath, it was incredibly uptight. I’ll never forget getting a formal letter from the HOA because our trash can was visible from the street – not out on the street, just on the side of our house - one day early. Or the time a neighbor seriously suggested we use DNA testing on dog poop to catch owners who weren’t picking up after their dogs.

At the time, it was just annoying, but as a writer, it was gold. Harriet became the face of that need for total control. She’s a woman who uses rules like a shield because the rest of her life feels so out of her hands. By using those real-life frustrations, I was able to give Harriet an authentic persona that feels real to anyone who has ever dealt with a picky neighbor.

Whether it’s a lifelong friendship or a ridiculously uptight neighbor, I’ve found that the best characters are usually just a mix of the people right in front of me. My best advice for other writers is to stop overthinking your characterizations and start listening to the voices in your own life. The world is full of amazing characters. You just have to be willing to ask what they would do and watch where they take you and your story.

 

About the Author

Kim McCollum graduated from Barnard College with a major in Japanese and was soon navigating the hustle and bustle of Wall Street. When her first child was born, she stayed home to raise her children. Once they headed off to school, Kim finally found time to pursue her passion for writing. Her award-winning debut novel, WHAT HAPPENS IN MONTANA, was published in January 2024, and her short stories have appeared in several publications. She lived in Bozeman, Montana, with her supportive husband, Brian, and their blended menagerie of five kids and three spoiled pets.

You can find her online at:

Her website: https://kim-mccollum.com/

Twitter: https://x.com/KFMcCollum

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/kimmccollumauthor/

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/author.kimmccollum/

TV Series Review: Murder Before Evensong

Murder Before Evensong is a cosy murder mystery, set in 1980s England, based on the novel of the same name by Richard Coles. Canon Daniel Clement finds himself entangled in a murder investigation after he finds the (very dodgy) cousin of the local lord of the manor murdered in the church with a pair of garden secateurs. Actually, his two little dachshunds, Cosmo and Hilda, find the body. From then on, the village is all agog as suspicions fall upon various characters, ranging from members of the noble family (the De Floures) to certain suspicious-looking and socially undesirable characters with dubious pasts and friends in low places. When yet another two murders happen, the villagers go from agog to galvanised! Threads from the past surface in the Champton village celebrations of its role in the war (only forty years earlier) as a base for the Special Operations Executive, Churchill’s secret WW2 guerilla army. The detective on the case, DS Neil Vanloo, ropes Daniel into the investigation because he is the local rector and people are more likely to trust and confide in him. Amid all this, Daniel’s mother arrives to stay with him. Forever, it seems…

This is a wonderful country village murder mystery with a dark side and lots of humour, red herrings, dead bodies, side plots, historical shenanigans, treachery, double cross, and more in a bucolic setting. A great cast makes this series a must-see. Matthew Lewis (of Harry Potter fame) is perfect as Canon Clement. He is anxious, self-critical, slightly agitated most of the time, and not very confident of his abilities. He is also very compassionate about the AIDS victims, with this being a hot topic of the 80s. His mother is played by Amanda Redman and she is just magnificent! She is rather like Patricia Routledge and Margaret Rutherford rolled into one. Hyacinth Bucket (pronounced ‘Bouquet’) has nothing on Mrs Clement. She is a total scene-stealer, although Cosmo and Hilda (played to paw-fection by Bailey and Penny) come a close second. Amit Shah plays DS Neil Vanloo, and he is just right for the role. He is rather like Canon Clement, and the duo manages to bumble along together to discover the murderer. Speaking of which, I was unable to guess who it was.

The plot is excellent and so many threads weave in and out but always lead back to the main one. Historical and factual details, and social and political issues are touched upon to establish the context but with no banging on about injustice, no wokery, no ‘BBC-style’ demographics, and no hidden agendas from the scriptwriters. The attention to detail is magnificent and you will believe you have stepped into the village of Champton. The village is ‘played’ by the real village of Worfield, near Bridgenorth in Shropshire, England. This is an incredibly enjoyable and riveting mystery. Fingers crossed there is a season two. Don’t miss it. Make popcorn. LOTS!

Book Spotlight: The Good Mother Test by Michael R. French

 

When Emily, a bright but impulsive UCLA student, gives birth to her daughter Violet, she vows to be the kind of mother she never had: endlessly loving and fiercely protective. But single motherhood is a test with no right answers. As Violet’s brilliance and independence unfold, Emily’s instincts clash with a world obsessed with achievement. Then Violet’s father, Doug, returns, now partnered with Amanda, a celebrated therapist unable to have children of her own. What begins as an amicable co-parenting plan becomes a psychological struggle for Violet’s heart and future. Told through the eyes of both mother and daughter, The Good Mother Test is a deeply moving contemporary novel about family, ambition, and the fragile line between devotion and control. It asks the reader what makes a good mother, and what happens when love itself is put to the test. Amazon

Words of Praise:

“…A highly readable, relatable novel about ordinary people interacting, clashing, and blending their lives in however a messy or successful manner they can, and will attract readers interested in the psychological dovetailing of family and relationship-building which all boils down to luck and trust. These elements move full circle to guide characters and readers in an unexpected journey towards new beginnings and hope, making for a hard-hitting, satisfying read.” -- Midwest Book Review 

“French shows a skillful hand with characters’ voices and dialogue, effectively capturing very different perspectives in both third and first person. The scenes of tension and suspense work well.” -- Kirkus Reviews

 

About the Author: 

Michael R. French graduated from Stanford University, where he studied English and creative writing under Wallace Stegner, and later earned a master’s degree in journalism from Northwestern University. After serving in the U.S. Army, he married Patricia Goodkind, an educator and entrepreneur, and began a family. French is the author of more than twenty books, including award-winning young adult novels, adult fiction, biographies, and self-help titles. His work has been warmly reviewed in The New York Times and honored with multiple literary prizes. He has also written or co-written several screenplays, including Intersection, which has received awards at more than twenty film festivals. His passions include travel, collecting rare books, and spending time with family and friends. He describes his worst traits as impatience and saying “no” too quickly, and his best as curiosity, risk-taking, and learning from failure. Website: www.goodmothertest.com

The Welcome Sign by Barbara Jean Weber

  

After finding a beautiful mermaid welcome sign, a young girl encounters a hidden and wondrous magical realm filled with magical characters, unlikely new friends and embarks on a dangerous quest to save the world from evil and restore the balance between the real world and the magical realm...

When 10-year-old Molly Parnell’s grandmother mysteriously disappears she and her mother travel to Cape Cod to take ownership of the house they inherited and find out answers about the sudden disappearance. But what they discover could be more dangerous and life changing than they ever imaged. Molly and her mother find a beautiful mermaid welcome sign in the attic and place it on the front door. Unusual things start to happen and they are flooded with visitors who claim they knew the grandmother.  The true powers behind the mysterious sign are revealed as Molly learns her grandmother was part of a secret organization working to keep balance between the magical realm and the real world. The magical realms placed an invisible veil of secrecy over the world to hide their true identities from the human world but allowing them to live among them  in secret. An angry rebel group of magical beings, tired of living in hiding is tearing down and destroying the magical cloaking fabric between the two worlds. If they are not stopped the magical realm will no longer be safe from the world.  As Molly and her mom embark on a dangerous and magical adventure throughout the magical realms to help stop  the rebels, she learns of her own magical powers and her strong family heritage connected to the welcome sign. Along the way, she teams up with new magical friends helping to keep the realm of magic safe from the eyes of the world and discovers that her grandmother was right all along. The world she thought she knew no longer exists, but an amazing world of magic woven into their world has always been hiding  in plain sight.

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Excerpt: 

PROLOGUE

CRYSTAL PERKINS SLIPPED INTO HER OFFICE AND LOOKED carefully down the hallway. It was shortly after 8:00 p.m., and the office was dark and deserted. The only staff remaining was the cleaning crew. She threw one last look around the hallway and nervously shut the door quickly behind her. She glanced out the window, closed the blinds, and turned on the small desk lamp.

Crystal slumped down in her chair and unfolded the newspaper on her desk. She ran her hand anxiously through her short, curly black hair. She couldn’t believe all of this was happening so quickly. Things were totally out of control, and she didn’t know how they were going to fix them. Sighing deeply, she glanced at the article in bold print and reached for the phone. She continued to stare at the front page of the newspaper as she frantically dialed the numbers on the phone. In bold print on the first page of the newspaper were these words: “More Unusual Sightings of Strange Creatures: An Elaborate Hoax or Fact?”

“Warren, it’s Crystal. Have you seen the newspaper today? There have been more sightings!” Her voice was shaky and worried. “It’s getting too overwhelming!” She ran a hand across her forehead.

“Crystal! Calm down. I have my people looking into this right now on my end,” a deep voice replied. “Have you questioned the witnesses yet? Are their stories credible? Are you—” he asked with a concerned tone but stopped suddenly.

“Yes, of course I have investigated all of the local reports and followed up on all the new leads regarding the sightings! Besides, Warren, that is my job. Isn’t that why you put me in the position of investigative reporter in the first place? Plus, Warren, like you. I know the real story. She paused with a deep sigh. “But Warren, there are too many! I can’t keep up. Warren, what is it? What’s wrong?”

“Crystal, do you hear that humming sound in the handset? I’m not sure this is a secure line! Quick, call me on the other line!” There was a click and the line instantly went dead. Crystal dug deep in her purse and pulled out a small pearl-colored compact. The circular device shimmered as she turned it in her hands. She quickly scanned the room to make sure she was alone. Flipping open the compact, Crystal dropped in five small glowing bead-like objects from a long, clear vial she had also removed from her purse. She breathed over them, and instantly they broke apart into smaller pieces. She pushed a button on the side of the compact, and the glowing objects began to melt and formed a glowing, watery substance. Crystal dipped her finger in, swirling it slowly in a clockwise direction. Slowly the glowing substance rose out of the compact in a funnel shape and expanded out to form a lighted, liquid screen about ten inches in length. Through a shimmery haze Warren’s face appeared in the watery screen. He spoke in a low voice.

“Is it safe to talk here?” he asked quietly. Crystal nodded. “Yeah, it’s late. There shouldn’t be anyone else here. Everyone has gone home. I think the only people that are here now are the cleaning crew.”

“We must be absolutely sure! There is too much at stake here. I think your office phone may be bugged. We can’t speak on the regular line anymore, understand?” Warren warned. “As my number one investigative reporter, YOU are in charge of making the witness’s stories sound ridiculous, and it’s your job to discredit the reports inthe papers. Under no circumstances can we let the real story get out. EVER! It’s important that we keep the truth hidden. I’ve got others strategically placed in these roles around the world doing the very same jobs. Don’t make me think I picked the wrong person for this job, Crystal!”

Crystal nodded. “You did pick the right person for the job. You know Warren, it’s getting harder to cover this up.” Crystal ran a hand slowly across her forehead and through her hair. “Wait, Warren,” she stammered. Hearing a noise in the hall, Crystal stood up and approached the door. “Warren, hold on. I heard something.” She listened quietly, cracked open the door, and peered into the darkened hallway. The light from her office made dark shadows dance along the walls as she opened the door. Silently and unseen, a tall, slender figure slid the toe of his shoe into the dark shadows, pulled his body tighter against the wall, and held his breath. Crystal glanced around, and when she was convinced no one was there, she closed the door quietly. “I’m losing my mind, Warren. I’m sure I just heard footsteps in the hallway.”

“Calm down! Don’t be so jumpy, Crystal. You’ve got to hold it together! It was probably just the cleaners. Now is not the time to lose it. You’ve got to keep your head clear,” Warren stated authoritatively.

“Warren, there’s something else. I think I’m being followed. I swear I keep seeing the same car—”

Warren cut her off with, “Don’t panic. I’ll get someone over there for your protection and to keep an eye on you. They should be there in the morning. Just stay focused and on task. We can’t let this get out of control, understand? We won’t let anything happen to you!”

“Our paper wants to run a similar article as what the witnesses are saying,” she whispered. “And Warren, I’m looking at a press release that they want sent out as soon as possible. The witnesses sound very credible this time . . . I’m having a hard time covering this up. Warren, what do we do? There are too many sightings. More and more are coming in every week, and I’m running out of creative ways to cover them up! We need to get this stopped RIGHT NOW! I need some serious help from your end!” Crystal stammered nervously.

“I know! I know,” Warren nodded. “We’re doing all we can over here. We’re trying to find out who’s responsible so we can stop them. You just keep doing the best you can. We’ll get to the bottom of this as soon as possible. Whatever you do . . . Keep the secret hidden. It’s imperative that we continue to keep this under control. We’ve been able to keep this hidden for a long time, and I’m not about to let the secret loose now. We must keep covering this up! And we need to do it quickly! We’ll talk in a few days. Warren out!”

The liquid screen started swirling slowly, gradually picking up speed and ultimately dissolving back into a sparkling funnel shape and descending into the compact. All that was left in the compact were several glowing bead-like objects. Crystal held the compact out and blew at the objects. The bead-like objects instantly disintegrated into a fine powder and were swept away without a trace. Crystal snapped the compact shut, shoving it back in her purse. This wasn’t going to be easy. Warren had given her the tough job of keeping their identify safe. Although there had been sporadic incidents here and there, their secret had been kept safe for nearly three centuries.

Why was it getting harder now while she was the investigative reporter? Things were skyrocketing out of control at a rate faster than she could handle.

Crystal had known Warren Tracer ever since she was a little girl. He was a dear family friend. They had all been true believers, and when Crystal was old enough to know the secret, she was brought into the circle of trust. As she grew older, she had seen more of Warren and learned about his unbelievable secret. Warren Tracer hadn’t always been Warren Tracer. His original name was Whalen Marks, and although he was not a magical being, he possessed great magical powers.

In his younger years, he and her father had been with the Special Forces for the military. During a particularly secretive mission, a trap had been set, and the mission had gone terribly wrong. Everyone had been reported dead. However, the real events of the mission had never been revealed.

All Crystal knew was that Warren, her father, and several of the men had made an amazing discovery on that day. The mission had indeed gone horribly wrong, but several of the Special Forces men had been rescued. Crystal suspected that Warren and his men had made contact with beings of the magical realm. Warren rarely spoke of the events of that day, but she knew better than anyone that Warren was a true believer. Something remarkable had happened to him and his men, but no one knew exactly what that was. Just that it was remarkable and life changing.

Warren had eventually changed his identity, becoming Warren Tracer, and begun working undercover for the magical realm. When her father died several years later, Warren had stepped in as a replacement. He had been family from the beginning, so to accept him as a father figure wasn’t difficult.

Eventually, Crystal had been approached to work for Warren in helping keep their secret safe. There was nothing more in the world that Crystal wanted than to help out her new friends. She’d jumped at the chance to work undercover at the newspaper and keep Warren up to speed on all the local sightings. It was a dream come true. Warren and the others didn’t disappoint her, and she loved her job. She had been working with the newspaper for over eleven years now, but of late, she was finding it harder and harder to hide the truth.

Crystal hoped Warren would find those that were responsible for the tears in the fabric and stop them. They would need a lot of help if they were going to keep the secret safe this time. As she sighed heavily and slumped back in her chair, she caught a quick glimpse of movement to her side. Startled, Crystal looked up suddenly. There had been more noises that she was sure weren’t made by the cleaning crew. In a flash Crystal stood up, knocking her chair to the floor. Before she could fully comprehend what was happening, two tall, shadowy figures flung open the door, bolted from her office, and were joined by a third in the hallway. They had heard everything. In the wrong hands, the information that she’d conveyed to Warren could prove very dangerous. As she grabbed for the compact in a frantic panic, the three figures dashed from the building at an astonishingly fast speed and vanished without a trace silently into the night.

– Excerpted from The Welcome Sign by Barbara Jean Weber, BookBaby, 2025. Reprinted with permission. 

The Inspiration Behind 'The Welcome Sign'

The inspiration for The Welcome Sign began when I received a beautiful metal Welcome Sign as a gift. I love and collect mermaids, and my parents had found the beautiful sign with a mermaid on it. The store was going out of business, so they purchased the sign for me. I have always loved stories that were full of magic, magical beings, intrigue and good vs. evil so I was familiar with fun adventure stories that included these elements. After I received the sign, I had a series of incredible dreams involving the origins of the sign. The dreams became the inspiration and basis for the book.  As it evolved, it became a fun adventure story that I was eager to share with my family and others as I felt they would also enjoy reading it.  This book allowed me to create magical worlds, interesting characters, intrigue and battles between good and evil. The Welcome Sign was written as the first book in a series of three. The second book is written but not edited or published yet and the third book is still being developed and is in outline form.  It's fun to believe that my metal mermaid welcome sign might actually have a magical origin story. You just never know.

How I got published: Initially I was going to go with a traditional publisher but didn't have much luck. I had started to make inquiries with publishers when a dear friend suggested I try Book Baby self-publishing. I had never heard of that company before and did some research on it. My friend had a sister-in-law who had gotten her a booklet that talked all about BookBaby-self publishing. My friend shared a copy of the booklet with me. It was easy to follow and read. Once I contacted the company it was amazing and easy. I was assigned a BookBaby Publishing Specialist who answered my questions, guided me step by step throughout the process, kept me on track for timelines. She was amazing and super helpful. I was able to get suggestions and help from her whenever I needed it. We had consistent email contact and some phone calls. I am very happy with my decision to go with BookBaby self-publishing.

About the Author

Barbara Jean Weber lives in Skagit County with her husband and two daughters, where she works as a speech and language therapist. Her novel, The Welcome Sign, was inspired when she was gifted a mermaid welcome sign. The more she studied the sign, the more her story evolved. She is currently an active member of the Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators.

Visit her website at https://www.barbarajeanweber.com/.