Review of Sonja Livingston’s Queen of the Fall

Originally posted on BREVITY's Nonfiction Blog:

By Debbie Hagan

fall“The assignment is to write what we’d like to be someday. One of the most regular questions of childhood, yet it seems I’ve never been asked it. Maybe because I’m one of seven children in a family headed by a woman without a husband or a career and we live in a neighborhood brimming with similar women, people who did not plan as children to wait tables or clean hotel rooms or stand on porches and corners, watching as the world passes.”

Reading Sonja Livingston deliberating the perennial childhood question—What do you want to be when you grow up?— in her new collection, Queen of the Fall: A Memoir of Girls and Goddesses, I’m taken back to Mrs. Dowdy’s class. I’m ten years old, chewing my pencil, trying hard to picture myself setting out at sunrise, swinging a metal lunch pail, going I don’t know where…

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Release Blitz Week: Frisk Me by Lauren Layne! @_LaurenLayne

Originally posted on Talk Books to Me:



About FRISK ME

After a photograph of Luc Moretti saving a tourist hits social media, he instantly becomes New York’s most famous and beloved cop. When a major network decides to run a special on the “American Hero,” Luc’s boss gives him no choice but to cooperate in the name of good exposure for the department. Luc doesn’t mind the celebrity status-what he does mind is the gorgeous brunette journalist who’s been assigned to follow his every move. Especially since she also happens to be the same knockout that rejected him rather publicly the week before.

Ava Sims is a woman who gets what she wants. And what she wants is to be CBC’s lead anchor-but to get there, she’ll need to nail the fluff piece on the playboy cop. Luc Moretti is everything Ava knows to stay away from: a stubborn charmer with a hero-complex. But the more Ava…

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Restless Yearning 

we align in drifting coils of flesh,

I am eager to face the beast within,

Explore your breadth of vision,

The dawning pleasure between us,

Continuance on breathless lips,

Mastery greeted on every plain,

On unexplored dimensions,

Immortal love so brazen,

The wild passion in your eyes.
We peak in the ardor of our fusion, 

Your heart thunders in restless yearning,

Sings against the glittery expanse of my body.

Your touch is an electric shock,

Sustained magic that hums between us.
The scent of primrose in the air,

Summertime on your skin,

The patter of summer rain and howling wind,

Shadows on objects around us,

A quiet intricacy,

Furnishings of gentle lilac. 

     

Dream Lover

You come into my dreams,

Breathe sensual feelings into my ears,

And you sweep me off my feet,

Bewitch me with your presence.
You rouse me from an unbroken dream,

Whisper against my lady garden,

Rock my world and live inside me.
You connect to me on the Internet,

Tempt me with sweet chai,

You live inside me,

Your body telling sensual stories,

Shaking me up. 

 

Moonstruck

Clouds dance because of the wind. Flowers sing because of rain. Grass grows because of earth. She lives because of him. He was the only reason. He was all the reasons.