Book Review & Giveaway: The Bus Ride by Joanie Chevalier

The Bus Ride: A Zany Busnapping Adventure

When Devon discovers his car stolen, he must find transportation to get to his destination before the deadline to get what’s rightfully his: the urn containing one-fifth of his deceased momma. He hops on Bus No. 255 and changes the course of the route. As the passengers’ personalities and needs emerge, they go from being strangers to a bonded family within hours as they fight for each other, and themselves… in more ways than one. Funny and sentimental, this story will grab your heart as you cheer everyone on Bus Route No. 255, maybe even the busnapper.

Meet the passengers on Bus No. 255, an unlikely group of people who have no choice but to try to get along and survive when their bus gets busnapped. Meet Devon, who has a deadline he must meet, or risk losing what’s his; Doug, a dreamer of a better life, but first must face a sad truth; Frankie, a life full of loneliness, but unexpectedly becomes a hero; Gloria, a woman who finds validation in the most unexpected place; Autumn, a girl who desires a family, and a sense of belonging; Dave, a man seeking justice and equality, learns to love himself as he is; and the Garcia family, whose family ties brings them to the brink of danger. Follow these passengers as they each fulfill their destinies, together.

Purchase Link – http://getbook.at/TheBusRide

My Review

I chose to read this book after receiving a free e-copy. All opinions in this review are my own and completely unbiased.

Doug drives a bus and works a lot of overtime to try to give his greedy wife the lifestyle she demands. When his bus is “busnapped” one day, he doesn’t really mind.

Every person on the bus that day has issues of his or her own. I like how the reader learns about each person as the story unfolds. At the beginning of each chapter, the day and time are listed so that you know if it’s today on the bus or previously – usually yesterday or earlier today. By the end of the book, all of the characters have been developed, and even the busnapper is endearing. I found myself wanting the best for each person.

The bus trip changes the lives of every passenger on the bus. Even though there is some danger and even though the people on the bus have big problems, the story is written in a lighthearted way which made it even more enjoyable. One of my favorite parts is the end when the outcome for each person is told. I definitely recommend The Bus Trip.

About the Author

Joanie Chevalier is a multi-genre Indie Author; Founder & Editor of RAC Online Magazine: Promoting and Encouraging the Reader/Author Connection; and Founder of Our Indie Author Room FB Group, a place where writers in all stages of their career go to learn, inspire, and teach.

Joanie loves the outdoors and nature, reading and supporting fellow indie authors. Her writing is a blend of everything she likes to read: suspense, horror, crime, psychological, non-fiction, and a good short story. She thinks her two Chihuahuas look adorable in sweaters.

Social Media Links –

Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/Joanie-Chevalier/e/B00P1946MS 

Twitter: https://twitter.com/JoanieChevalier  

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/JoanieC

RAC Website: https://readerauthorconnection.com/ 

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Book Review: Popcorn Prayer Journal by Barry Adams

Praise-packed. Travel-sized. A simple prayer journal.

Life moves fast. So why not take a moment out of every day and find profound meaning by connecting with faith–anytime, anywhere. The Popcorn Prayer Journal is an easy way for Christians to write down meaningful one-on-one private moments with God.

Find comfort in the Word and get closer to God, even on the go. The Popcorn Prayer Journal delivers quick prompts to encourage daily prayers, record significant events and prayer results, note moving Bible verses, and more. Take the power of praise and worship with you wherever your day, week, or life leads.

Open up this prayer journal and discover:

Potent, portable praise–This square-sized prayer journal features heavy non-bleed paper stock and a fresh contemporary cover design that’s sure to delight.

Prayer-starting prompts–Clear, spiritual suggestions help you get started writing and recording short prayers, simple petitions, shouts of praise, and your favorite scripture.

A great gift–Give the lasting gifts of prayer and praise to close friends and loved ones.


Give God a sincere shout out every day–and this prayer journal is the perfect place to do it. 

My Review

I chose to read this book after receiving a free copy from Callisto Publisher’s Club. All opinions in this review are my own and completely unbiased.

The Popcorn Prayer Journal starts with the different ways we communicate with God such as praising God, confessing to Him, asking for help for yourself or others, etc. Keeping track of our prayers creates a permanent record of our communication with Him.

When I saw this book, I thought it’d be a good way to keep track of my popcorn prayers throughout the day. It’s not quite what I expected because of the way it’s set up. It’s a good journal to use for prompts for prayer that have a few lines to write about that prayer, but it’s not really set up to record the spontaneous prayers I say throughout the day.

Although the Popcorn Prayer Journal is not exactly what I expected, it’s still a good journal, and I will make good use of it.

About the Author

Barry and his wife Anneliese have been married for over 37 years and have 3 adult children and three spectacular grandchildren. After spending 19 years in the newspaper advertising business, Barry entered pastoral ministry where a sermon illustration he created called ‘Father’s Love Letter’ went viral on the Internet in 1999 on FathersLoveLetter.com

Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought that this compilation of paraphrased Bible passages would be experienced by millions of people around the world and be available in over 100 languages.

In March 2000, Barry and Anneliese founded Father Heart Communications to help facilitate the growing demand of their new international ministry as a result of the Father’s Love Letter’s explosive growth around the world. Barry has shared the life changing message of God’s love and His Fatherheart for the world on 6 continents.

After hosting millions of visits to their websites and countless testimonies of people telling how the Father’s love changed their lives, Barry and Anneliese are convinced that the words that Jesus’ disciples said in John 14:8 are the cry of every human heart. .. Show us the Father and it will be enough.

Barry and Anneliese live in Jordan Station, Ontario, Canada.

The More Loving One

read by Janna Levin

THE MORE LOVING ONE
by W.H. Auden

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.

How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.

Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.

Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.

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Audiobook Review: The Space Between Time by Charlie Laidlaw

There are more stars in the universe than there are grains of sand on Earth…

Emma Maria Rossini appears to be the luckiest girl in the world. She’s the daughter of a beautiful and loving mother, and her father is one of the most famous film actors of his generation. She’s also the granddaughter of a rather eccentric and obscure Italian astrophysicist.

But as her seemingly charmed life begins to unravel, and Emma experiences love and tragedy, she ultimately finds solace in her once-derided grandfather’s Theorem on the universe.

The Space Between Time is humorous and poignant and offers the metaphor that we are all connected, even to those we have loved and not quite lost.

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My Review

I chose to listen to this book after receiving a free audio copy. All opinions in this review are my own and completely unbiased.

The Space Between Time is from Emma’s perspective and the narrator has the perfect voice for Emma. She also does a good job with timing.

Emma grew up wealthy with a movie star father and a gorgeous mother. What sounds like a storybook childhood was anything but. Her father was rarely around and her mother was unhappy and depressed. In fact, Emma felt protective of her mother and they were very close.

When Emma was older, she began using her middle name and didn’t want anyone to know who her father was. Not only did she not like the fame, but she didn’t like her father. She built a life but had some mental problems. She was eventually able to confront her demons with help.

I liked the story but could have done without the theories and the math. Rather than adding to the story, it distracted from it, and I tended to “tune out.”

This story is unique and if you don’t mind a slow-moving book (unless you like astrophysics), you should like it.

About the Author

I was born in Paisley, central Scotland, which wasn’t my fault. That week, Eddie Calvert with Norrie Paramor and his Orchestra were Top of the Pops, with Oh, Mein Papa, as sung by a young German woman remembering her once-famous clown father. That gives a clue to my age, not my musical taste.

I was brought up in the west of Scotland (quite near Paisley, but thankfully not too close) and graduated from the University of Edinburgh. I still have the scroll, but it’s in Latin, so it could say anything.

I then worked briefly as a street actor, baby photographer, puppeteer and restaurant dogsbody before becoming a journalist. I started in Glasgow and ended up in London, covering news, features and politics. I interviewed motorbike ace Barry Sheene, Noel Edmonds threatened me with legal action and, because of a bureaucratic muddle, I was ordered out of Greece.

I then took a year to travel round the world, visiting 19 countries. Highlights included being threatened by a man with a gun in Dubai, being given an armed bodyguard by the PLO in Beirut (not the same person with a gun), and visiting Robert Louis Stevenson’s grave in Samoa. What I did for the rest of the year I can’t quite remember.

Surprisingly, I was approached by a government agency to work in intelligence, which just shows how shoddy government recruitment was back then. However, it turned out to be very boring and I don’t like vodka martini.

Craving excitement and adventure, I ended up as a PR consultant, which is the fate of all journalists who haven’t won a Pulitzer Prize, and I’ve still to listen to Oh, Mein Papa.

I am married with two grown-up children and live in East Lothian.

Website https://www.charlielaidlawauthor.com/
Twitter claidlawauthor

The Mushroom Hunters

Animated by artist Caroline Rudge and Creative Connection Animation Studio, read by Amanda Palmer, music by Jherek Bischoff

THE MUSHROOM HUNTERS
by Neil Gaiman to his newborn son

Science, as you know, my little one, is the study
of the nature and behaviour of the universe.
It’s based on observation, on experiment, and measurement,
and the formulation of laws to describe the facts revealed.

In the old times, they say, the men came already fitted with brains
designed to follow flesh-beasts at a run,
to hurdle blindly into the unknown,
and then to find their way back home when lost
with a slain antelope to carry between them.
Or, on bad hunting days, nothing.

The women, who did not need to run down prey,
had brains that spotted landmarks and made paths between them
left at the thorn bush and across the scree
and look down in the bole of the half-fallen tree,
because sometimes there are mushrooms.

Before the flint club, or flint butcher’s tools,
The first tool of all was a sling for the baby
to keep our hands free
and something to put the berries and the mushrooms in,
the roots and the good leaves, the seeds and the crawlers.
Then a flint pestle to smash, to crush, to grind or break.

And sometimes men chased the beasts
into the deep woods,
and never came back.

Some mushrooms will kill you,
while some will show you gods
and some will feed the hunger in our bellies. Identify.
Others will kill us if we eat them raw,
and kill us again if we cook them once,
but if we boil them up in spring water, and pour the water away,
and then boil them once more, and pour the water away,
only then can we eat them safely. Observe.

Observe childbirth, measure the swell of bellies and the shape of breasts,
and through experience discover how to bring babies safely into the world.

Observe everything.

And the mushroom hunters walk the ways they walk
and watch the world, and see what they observe.
And some of them would thrive and lick their lips,
While others clutched their stomachs and expired.
So laws are made and handed down on what is safe. Formulate.

The tools we make to build our lives:
our clothes, our food, our path home…
all these things we base on observation,
on experiment, on measurement, on truth.

And science, you remember, is the study
of the nature and behaviour of the universe,
based on observation, experiment, and measurement,
and the formulation of laws to describe these facts.

The race continues. An early scientist
drew beasts upon the walls of caves
to show her children, now all fat on mushrooms
and on berries, what would be safe to hunt.

The men go running on after beasts.

The scientists walk more slowly, over to the brow of the hill
and down to the water’s edge and past the place where the red clay runs.
They are carrying their babies in the slings they made,
freeing their hands to pick the mushrooms.