Shattered Blog Tour – Day 10

Day ten of the Shattered blog tour has arrived.

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It’s been amazing. So many people have embraced Shattered and love Mattie and Bastian’s story.

Here is what S & N Books (Day 9 blog host) had to say.

“…I enjoyed reading this story so very much and I finished in one night! I have to say T.P. Hogan knows how to write a story and would love to read more of her work! Super great read and you will miss out if you do not read this story! You will fall in love with it.”

Let’s go visit with the people sharing Shattered today.


Katsindiebookblog

Bookskater

The Pleasure of Reading Today

Bex ‘n’ Books


 

 

Disclaimer: All blog hosts have been accepted by Hot Tree Promotions and may not host’G’ rated sites.

Food, Glorious…Coffee?; Writing 101 Challenge – Day 10

Day 10 – Tell us about your favorite childhood meal — the one that was always a treat, that meant “celebration,” or that comforted you and has deep roots in your memory. Free free to focus on any aspect of the meal, from the food you ate to the people who were there to the event it marked.


Obviously I ate as a child. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t. However food doesn’t inspire strong emotional memories. I don’t remember a particular treat and I don’t have a ‘favourite’ meal.

I have foods that I like and foods I wouldn’t touch again with a barge pole.
Then there’s chocolate, but that’s a whole other story.

Growing up in more tropic climates and living in ‘the land down under’ means that December is in summer.
No ‘White Christmas’ for this little black duck.
Christmas was seafood and stone fruits.
It didn’t start off that way. We always had the traditional English Christmas. Hot meats and stodgy puddings.
The year that my Grandma died, the family Christmas was held at our house and that was the first Christmas with the seafood, stone fruits, salads, cold cut meats, followed by ice cream, melons, custards and jellies for dessert.
The next year my Uncle and Aunt followed my mum’s lead and the next year the next round of Uncle and Aunts did the same, and the next year and the next year and the next….well, you get the drift.Read More »