Blog Tour – Naked Mole Rat Saves the World by Karen Rivers

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Hi sweeties! Welcome to my Blog Tour stop for Naked Mole Rat Saves the World by Karen Rivers. This book tour is hosted by Algonquin Young Readers and for my stop, I have a fun EXCERPT to share with you.

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Publication Date: October 15, 2019

Publisher: Algonquin Young Readers

Genre(s): Children’s, Middle Grade, Fantasy

Format: Hardcover, 304 pages

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Can Kit’s super-weird superpower save her world?

Kit-with-a-small-k is navigating middle school with a really big, really strange secret: When she’s stressed, she turns into a naked mole rat.

It first happened after kit watched her best friend, Clem, fall and get hurt during an acrobatic performance on TV. Since then, the transformations keep happening—whether kit wants them to or not. Kit can’t tell Clem about it, because after the fall, Clem just hasn’t been herself. She’s sad and mad and gloomy, and keeping a secret of her own: the real reason she fell.

A year after the accident, kit and Clem still haven’t figured out how to deal with all the ways they have transformed—both inside and out. When their secrets come between them, the best friends get into a big fight. Somehow, kit has to save the day, but she doesn’t believe she can be that kind of hero. Turning into a naked mole rat isn’t really a superpower. Or is it?

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KIT’S MOM HAD A TATTOO THAT WOUND AROUND HER LEFT WRIST.

The ink was faded like something that had been washed so many times it had gotten thin and holey and was now just a blurry memory of black.

If you looked closely at the tattoo, you could see that the leafy, twining ink wound its way around three tiny, fancy letters—k and i and t—which stood for keep it together. It also spelled kit’s name, which was kit, not Kit, because when kit was a baby, her mom said she was much too small for capital letters. Back then she fit inside her mom’s two hands, a funny wrinkled thing that looked not-quite-ready to be alive, more like a hair- less baby animal than a human being.

“My little naked mole rat,” her mom would say every time she saw the first photo ever taken of kit, which had been stuck on the fridge for most of kit’s life. Then she would put her hand on her heart.

One day, kit took the picture down and slipped it into a drawer and her mom didn’t say it as much any- more, which was good because it didn’t exactly feel like a compliment.

Kit’s mom had had the tattoo for years before kit existed at all.

“Because I knew you were coming,” she said.

Kit’s mom often told people that she was searching for kit for her whole life and the tattoo was the map that she followed to find her. She said that when she found kit, she was saved.

Found made it sound to kit like she was not someone who was born, but instead someone who just appeared, maybe in a box on the doorstep. Even though kit knew this wasn’t true, she sometimes dreamed of scraping her fingernails against cardboard walls, scrabbling to get out.

She also thought that being responsible for saving her mom was an awful lot of pressure. Not that she’d ever say anything; she knew her mom loved that story and the way she told it made kit feel things she didn’t usually feel. It made her feel heroic and kit normally had a pretty hard time imagining that she’d ever be able to save anyone from anything. She was too small to be a hero.

She could still sometimes fit into clothes labeled 6x.

That’s how small.

“The size in your shirt should be the same as your age,” Clem told her once when they were shopping at the Brooklyn Flea, which was the best place in the world to find stuff you didn’t know you needed, and kit had felt worse than if Clem had reached over and punched her right in the nose.

Clem was also small, but not nearly as small as kit. She was normal-small. Like kit, Clem and her twin brother, Jorge, had been born too early. But unlike kit, the only fallout for them was that Clem had super bad allergies and Jorge had had to wear glasses since the age of two.

Small-ish and small were two  different things. That was the day kit had bought her favorite hoodie, the black one with the small rainbow star on the front and the bigger rainbow star on the back. The color was as faded as kit’s mom’s tattoo. It had cost $5, which was the exact amount their moms gave them each to spend. “That looks . . . comfortable,” Clem observed, but she meant, “That looks old.”

Kit didn’t care that Clem didn’t like it. It was big and soft and as soon as she saw it, it looked like it belonged to her. It was already familiar. The fact that it was way too big only meant she wouldn’t grow out of it anytime soon. Clem had spent her $5 on a small glass turtle. “It’s not a very turtle-y turtle,” she said. “Don’t be such a turtle!” she told it.

A lot of what Clem said didn’t make sense, but it was funny anyway or maybe it was just funny because it didn’t make sense. They had both laughed so hard that they had to sit down, right there on the pavement, the crowd parting around them. Clem clutched the non- turtle-y turtle, tears running down their cheeks, while Jorge looked dreamily off into the distance, not quite paying attention to what was so funny. Jorge was like that. There, but not always entirely there.

“He has a rich inner life,” Clem said, which made kit picture a whole miniature world existing inside Jorge. “But his outer life needs work.”

Then she laughed.

Clem was someone who was almost always laugh- ing, at least back then. At first, kit had been friends with Jorge because she was friends with Jackson and Jackson was friends with Jorge. It had been the three of them. Clem had bugged her, with her always-laughing thing. But after not very long, kit started to find the same things funny that Clem did, and soon kit and Clem were the closest friends. Their friendship grew to be the biggest and the best. So even when Jackson and Jorge were busy—Jackson with his sports and Jorge with his “rich inner life”—Clem and kit were either together or talking on the phone.

Clem was the most important person in kit’s life, other than her mom.

And Clem got it. She understood what kit’s mom was like. She knew what kit’s life was like and that kit had to look out for her mom because her mom had issues.

Kit’s mom’s main issue was that she was afraid. She was scared of cancer and bad guys and fire. She was ter- rified of traffic and heights and crowds. She was afraid of spiders and germs and blood. The list was pretty long and always growing.

“K.i.t., keep it together,” kit would say, and her mom would put on her brave smile and hold up her wrist so that kit could see she was trying.

Sometimes, kit and her mom would go in the bath- room and perform magic over the tub or sink so the oils and “potions” didn’t spill anywhere that couldn’t be eas- ily cleaned up. They had a whole glass shelf of bottles and jars, labeled with things like bravery and truth or rosemary and sage.

Kit’s mom owned a hair salon. She was a hairdresser, not a witch, but kit thought her only employee (and her best friend), Samara, might be both. If you didn’t know Samara, you’d think she was just a nice, funny person— she loved riddles—but once you got to know her, you’d find out that she also believed in magic the same way kit did. She believed in spells, believed they could give them courage or love or money or luck, believed in the possibility that herbs and oils and words could really and truly fix any problem.

Mostly it seemed to be luck that kit’s mom was con- juring, but kit thought she should specify whether she wanted good luck or bad. Everything was either one or the other, if you thought about it.

And anyway, details mattered.

“You’re as small as a detail and the details tell the story. You are the best story of all,” kit’s mom liked to say. “I’m not a story!” kit used to always say back, but now that everything had happened, she wasn’t sure this was true anymore.

After all, everybody has a story, even if the story doesn’t feel like a story when you are the one who is living it.

It’s only afterward, in the telling, that it becomes the thing it was meant to be all along.

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abouttheauthor

(Author Bio taken from her Website)

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I was born, grew up, and currently live in British Columbia, where I take a lot of photos, walk a lot of paths, and write books for children, teens and adults.

The stories I tell are emotionally honest, but they aren’t about real people.   Fiction has a way of telling the truth though, don’t you think?

I believe that readers are always asking the question, “Am I OK?”  I write characters who suspect that they are not OK, but who eventually find inside themselves the strength to change that belief.

Growing up is harder than ever.  The world is often egregiously unfair.  Things can seem impossible.

How do we go on?

I believe in the power of stories.  I think that stories will save us.  They can show us the way.

Novels are magical.  Books can be mirrors or windows.  We sometimes need to see ourselves.  We always need to understand others.

Stories are all secret passages to alternate worlds where we can be safe to explore the unsafe, the unsettling or the unfair hands some people have been dealt.

In the pages of a book, we can be braver than we are, we can go further than we’d normally dare, we can understand more than we know.

Books make us better, period.

I believe in magic.  Do you?

Be brave.   Be kind.   And believe this:  You are OK.

I believe in you.

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Thanks for stopping by and reading lovelies. I hope you enjoyed this post.

As always, take care and have a wonderful day!!!

sincerelykjologo

Blog Tour Review – Chasing Beverly by Ashlynn Cubbison

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Hello sweeties and Welcome to My Blog Tour Stop for CHASING BEVERLY by Ashlynn Cubison hosted by Xpresso Book Tours. Don’t forget to join the giveaway and follow the rest of the tour.

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Chasing Beverly
Ashlynn Cubbison
Published by: Acorn Publishing
Publication date: September 29th 2019
Genres: Romance, Sports, Young Adult

Two people. One chance to let it all go.

Seeking redemption, Beverly Morgan has spent the last three years building an empire that was someone else’s dream. Devoted to her work, a handful of friends, and an array of charities, she’s been able to lock away her heart and convince herself it’s dead. After an unthinkable tragedy, Beverly should know by now that a single day can change everything.

She can’t run from love forever.

Gavin has it all, a thriving business, phenomenal family, supportive friends, but an hour with Beverly Morgan makes him question his entire life and his own happiness.

She could be exactly what he needs, if she’s brave enough to open up again.

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A romantic and heartwarming story about love

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Chasing Beverly by Ashlynn Cubbison is a fun, romantic, and heartwarming story about taking chances, moving on, and learning to love again.

This book didn’t completely make my heart melt with all the swoons, but some parts are wonderfully affecting and entertaining. I really liked the beginning chapter and was quite impressed that I found myself immediately intrigued. I expected plenty of drama and feels, and to be engrossed and really into the storyline. That didn’t really happen quite like I thought it would. There are many lighthearted, fun, and touching moments, and I even teared up a bit a few times, but for some reason, I just didn’t feel that enthusiastic about everything. At times, the dialogue felt a bit forced or just kind of awkward, a few things seemed rushed, and some parts just wasn’t that exciting. For me, the book just didn’t have enough appeal or that irresistible charm to completely pull me into the story.  But, even though this novel isn’t spectacular, I still enjoyed most of the story.  I loved the setting and being able to explore Portland, I adored the sweet moments, and I liked the characters enough to care about them.  I also liked that there’s a bit of humor, mystery, and a few surprises. All in all, this was a good read perfect for a lazy afternoon or a day at the beach.

I liked the romance and adored Gavin and Beverly as a couple. Gavin is sweet, kind, patient, and caring. I love how Gavin is willing to wait for Beverly and just be there for her. Beverly is guarded and not very trusting. She’s hurting in so many ways and I felt so much for her. Like Gavin, I wanted Beverly to realize that she deserves to have true happiness and another chance at love. I liked the way their relationship develops and enjoyed all their cute and emotional moments. I think they’re great together and I rooted so hard for them.

Ashlynn Cubbison has written a sweet and fun story about second chances, forgiveness, and love. I may not be over the moon in love with everthing in this novel, but I think Chasing Beverly’s overall plot is interesting, delightful, and enjoyable. I definitely recommend this book and I’m looking forward to see what happens next.

I received a copy of this book from the publisher in exchange for a fair and honest review and for participating in a blog tour hosted by Xpresso Book Tours. All thoughts and opinions are my own.

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I stare into Gavin Reed’s deep blue eyes, which appear unaffected by my attitude to his annoying questions. The donut from earlier churns in my belly.

This handsome, passive-aggressive prick knows about me. He knows about my past, and just like every other jerk, he’s baiting me. I shouldn’t be surprised he knows, but I expected him to be different.

Even so, dialing down the attitude right now is a smart decision. I’m the little company in this room, and he’s the one holding the power and my future. He can help me fulfill her dream and attain the redemption I’ve needed for so long. The redemption I need for Mom, Patrick, and myself.

Gavin pushes away from his desk, his chair scraping against the ugly concrete floor. He stalks toward me and positions himself in front of me, his six-foot, three-inch frame towering over me.

At first, I think he’s trying to intimidate me. I experience the primitive urge to kick him in his shins. I hesitate, though. His eyes are soft, and the tension in my shoulders loosens.

“Look, Miss Morgan, I’m very interested in working with your agency on this project. We’ve heard great things about your company, and we believe your business is the positive change to an industry that’s quickly cheapening itself. Our goal is to appeal and relate to women worldwide. We want more women watching the Olympics, more little girls dreaming about being a professional athlete, and our top priority is to get more girls and women active in sports. The long-term vision is for there to be demand and acceptance for professional women athletes making a living doing what they love and what they’re great at, the same as male athletes.

“I don’t know where this meeting went wrong. But I think it’s best if we take a look at the uniforms, costumes, whatever you want to call them, and then let’s regroup and meet for dinner tonight. It’ll give us both time to gather our thoughts and negotiate in a clear-headed manner.”

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Ashlynn Cubbison is a goal-oriented, driven woman, who owns and operates four companies with her husband. They have two beautiful sons together, and although her life is chaotic, fun, full of love and never the same each day, somehow she finds room for writing as well.

Growing up Ashlynn struggled with reading. Then, in her sophomore year of high school, a small seed was planted. After acing a literary test, her teacher looked her square in the eye and said “you’ve been selling yourself short all year. I wonder what you could achieve with some effort.” After delving deeper into books, she discovered Pride and Prejudice, and has been an obsessive reader ever since.

Eventually her love of books translated into writing. She hopes to inspire others, especially children, to find their passion as she did.

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September 30th
Dashing Bling Read
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October 1st
Rockin’ Book Reviews
Lilly’s Book World

October 2nd
The Avid Inspri
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A Mind for Romance

October 3rd
diary of a wannabe writer
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Adventures in Writing

October 4th
The Eclectic Review
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October 5th
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From the TBR Pile
Pick a Book
Abooktropolis
Confessions of a single mother

 

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Thanks for stopping by loves. Hope you enjoyed this post. Don’t forget to join the giveaway and follow the rest of the tour.

Until next time, happy reading and have a wonderful day!!

sincerelykjologo