The Butterfly Fields by Donna R. Wood

After a long journey back from the United Kingdom, I was relaxing in my garden home. Whilst basking in the sun, it hit me- literally it hit me; Fell right out of the sky it did. I dug my way out from under the mysterious flying object, and found that it was another piece of human literature cast into my world. The book was titled The Butterfly Fields by Donna R. Wood. I've always gotten along well the butterflies, so I was intrigued. I thought to myself, I must know of these fields of butterflies.

The McCormick sisters have a strong bond, as most sisters do. Both are of the race of people known as, the na hÉireann (na hear-in), but Annalicia has inherited the traits of their father, a Bearla outsider. Which makes her feared in the McCormick clan. The sisters share a secret place that only they can enter. It appears to be an imaginary realm they use to escape the harsh reality that is their life. Yet, it becomes clear that The Butterfly Fields are much more then they appear.

Elsie's hunger for knowledge drives a wedge between her and her sister, Annalicia. While Elsie is away at college in Alnae, Annalicia is left alone feeling abandoned in The Butterfly Fields. Lost and out of control in Alnae, Elsie makes a choice with grave consequences for her, Annalicia and the village of Johnsport.  

The issues that Ms. Wood touches on are as relevant today as they were in the middle ages. The overall themes are a tangled web of science, religion, and family. This is truly a multidimensional book where some questions are only answered when one reads between the lines.

In my opinion Ms. Wood has written an epic tale of good and evil; legend and lore. It was well written with very few grammar and punctuation errors. Though there are a few words and phrases that are no longer used today, her writing style makes it easier for the reader to understand their meanings.

A story well told, Donna R. Wood. I cant wait the read the second book in The Chrysalis series:Torn Wings.

Until Friday next my mortal readers.







  

Dead Medium by Peter John

On Tuesday last, I found myself on a journey across the pond, by invitation of the royal fairy court of the United Kingdom. In the midst of my travels I found myself caught in a windstorm, the likes of which I have never seen. I was forced to seek shelter in the nearest building, which happened to be a book store. After fluttering from shelf to shelf I finally settled on a book called Dead Medium by Peter John.

The beginning was a bit slow moving, but I feel that it offered great insight on the setting and characters. The story gained momentum shortly after the second chapter, and by the fourth chapter the plot became more clear.

There were very few grammar and punctuation errors, which made the book that much more enjoyable to read. I also found Peter John's style of description gave me the ability to envision the goings on in the story, almost as if I were there. However, the small and large time jumps made the story hard to follow occasionally. I felt like I was missing important conversations. 

The characters are well developed, with strong individual personalities. May, the main character, reminded me of my grandmother. In that way I was able to connect with her and the story. May's struggle with life and death caused me to ponder mortality, which is not something, I as a sprite would normally consider important. I found the relationship between Penny and May intriguing as May became the voice of reason in Penny's chaotic afterlife.   

There were times where the story became a bit intense, but Peter John's ability to insert comedic relief had me laughing right out of my seat. The story had twists and turns...and maybe a few misadventures, with a supersizing yet satisfying ending. 

My best wishes to Peter John, well done.

Now my mortal readers, I am off to explore The Butterfly Fields. I shall bring you back tales of good and evil, and all that may lie between. Until Friday next. 

A Hint of Frost by Hailey Edwards

Whilst spying...well I wouldn't call it spying...observing maybe, a human using their computer, I learned something new. I discovered keywords and their use in the Amazon Cloud. After the human retired for the evening I stole into the room where their computer is kept, and I set straight to work trying to find my old friend Jack Frost. While searching, I came upon the book entitled A Hint of Frost by Hailey Edwards. I was intrigued, abandoning my search for Jack, I settled myself upon the keyboard and began reading.

The story itself is a riveting tale of betrayal, loyalty, and romance - all things important to a curious sprite. Lourdes struggles between what her heart wants and what her clan needs, not unlike young female humans today. Rhys is conflicted by what his clan expects him to be and who he really is. Rhys' confliction seems to reflect what young human men sometimes face.

The opening action scene threw me off, but I was able to catch on quickly. Reading on I enjoyed the pace of the story. By the end of the third chapter it was hard to stop reading, and I found myself hoping the humans would slumber for a few hours more. Although there where a few punctuation and grammar errors, as well as some instances where it was a little overly descriptive, I found as a whole it was a great read.

The characters were well written and relatable, even to a sprite like me. I enjoyed watching them develop as I got further into the book. Having a strong female lead is something that I admire in human literature, and I think that Hailey Edwards pulled it off very well. The use of complex clan dynamics is not easily accomplished, yet Edwards achieved this with little effort. 

Overall I would recommend this book to readers with a hesitant caution in regards to sexual content. Well done, Ms. Edwards, well done indeed! I look forward to reading the rest of the books in the series!

Farewell my mortal readers, until Friday next.

Welcome to The Book Sprite

One day I was sitting upon my toad stool, reading a book that a human had carelessly cast away. As I read, I thought to my self, I have an opinion about this book (most of us enchanted creatures do have many opinions about many things;) then I thought, if they cast their stories into our world, why shouldn't I cast my opinion into theirs. 

In the depths of the night, I fluttered to the nearest human dwelling, where I utilized their infernal electronic contraption that I have heard them call a computer. After many hours spent hopping from key to key, I learned of this new breed of creatures called "the bloggers," not to be mistaken for a boggart (awful creatures they are). The blogger shares opinions about things they have a burning passion for. I went about the task of creating my own page in hopes that I too might be able to share my opinion. 

I have developed a fondness for human literature, especially books about enchanting creatures like myself. I shall share my thoughts, opinions, and conclusions regarding the stories such as they are for better or worse. 

My first review shall appear Friday next. Farewell my mortal readers, I am off to float through the clouds above the Amazon and find me a cast away.