The Witch House Blog Tour

Who can you trust, if you can’t trust yourself?

Alice Hunter, grieving and troubled after a breakdown, stumbles on the body of her friend and trustee, Harry Rook. The police determine he has been ritually murdered and suspicion falls on the vulnerable Alice, who inherited the place known locally as The Witch House from her grandmother, late High Priestess of the local coven.

When the investigations turn up more evidence, and it all seems to point to Alice, even she begins to doubt herself.

Can she find the courage to confront the secrets and lies at the heart of her family and community to uncover the truth, prove her sanity, and clear herself of murder?

My Review:

First of all I want to give trigger warnings for the mental health concerns in this book. I know that trigger warnings are always a great start to any review. This book is a mystery through and through along with a bit of a thriller aspect but Alice can be unreliable depending on how you interpret the story. It has a very Flowers in the Attic feel with some Brittney Spears (if you know what is suspected of going on there). The characters are iffy to me. I only liked a select few and the professor was a great character. All together it is a really good story and I enjoyed it but there were some things wrong. I give it four out of five stars. 🙂


Ann Rawson has long been addicted to story. As a child she longed to learn to read because she knew there was magic in those pages, the inky squiggles that turned into words and became images in her head – the stories that could transport her away from the everyday. As she grew older, she divined there was truth in books too. They were a glimpse into other minds. Her reading became the foundation of a deep and abiding interest in what makes people tick – and so she soon became hooked on crime fiction.

Age ten, she wrote to Malcolm Saville, author of the Lone Pine Series, enclosing her first short story. He wrote back and encouraged her to continue writing – and she is heartbroken that the letter is long lost. His book, Lone Pine Five, sparked a lifelong interest in archaeology, as it mentions the Mildenhall Treasure which makes an appearance in The Witch House.

A lapsed witch with enduring pagan tendencies, she lives on the south coast. She still thinks of herself as a Northerner, although she’s been in exile for many years. Almost every day she walks on the Downs or the white cliffs with her husband, plotting her next novel while he designs computer systems.

Ann’s debut novel, A Savage Art was published by Fahrenheit Press in 2016. She has published some short fiction, and in 2019 her memoir piece If… was shortlisted for the Fish Short Memoir Prize.

She is currently completing a memoir and working on her third novel.

You can follow her on Twitter @AE_Rawson (where she doesn’t go far, to be honest), find her Facebook page at, and her blog is at

Heart of Mist


The beginning of this book was a little slow for me. I was unsure if I was going to be able to finish the book. But I pushed through and as the story went on I fell in love with the story.

Bleak is one of those characters that you are not sure if you like them in the beginning and you are not so sure at the end but you can relate to them. The one character I really loved was Henri because I really liked her character and the kindred she came from. I really have high hopes for the next book in this series since I enjoyed this book so much. I normally don’t mass tweet during a book but I did during this one. I want answers! D:

Five out of five stars! 🙂

Secondhand Origin Stories Excerpt



2 AM. The house was quiet. She couldn’t even hear the city, far below. The light streaming into Jamie’s window was as dim as Chicago could get, and augmented only by the pale blue light of her tablet. She still hadn’t slept. She’d tried, right around midnight. But she couldn’t.

She’d kept thinking about Jenna, and about Isaac’s reaction.

There was nothing about Jamie that would let her do anything about it. The gauntlet she’d worn all day couldn’t do anything about this. And trying to problem-solve her way out of it was just putting angry knots in her brain.

She’d tried a distraction: just a quick peek, to see if Opal had any public social media.

That was not what she found. Opal’s name only came up in reference to an eight-year-old court case – her dad’s. That seemed like a likely conversation-ruiner, so she’d started reading, wanting to find potential landmines ahead of time.

But reading about the trial was so confusing, she’d gone looking for a reason in adjacent trials. That didn’t make any more sense, and she’d ended up reading old articles online for hours.

In retrospect, her plan to cure her insomnia was flawed.

Now it all made sense, except that she couldn’t understand how this could be allowed! How had nobody fixed this yet?

The whole system was a disaster, and Detroit was a microcosm of every single way it was broken. Detroit had no superhero team and never had, though it was by far the most altered city in the US. Instead, it had a police force with army-grade gear and military tactics. The bureau had never endorsed the protective actions of any altered civilian in the city. There was trial after trial for altered who had protected people, and every one of them was convicted and jailed. The sentences so much longer than they should be.

That led her to read how thoroughly that mirrored racial issues in the larger criminal justice system. Racial minorities were, across the board, hugely more likely to be arrested than given warnings. More likely to serve longer sentences. More likely to be arrested young. Really young. More likely to be fatally shot by police. More likely to die in prison. More likely to have their kids taken away forever because they were locked up.

With the altered, a lot of the charges were especially nonsensical. Anyone who wasn’t white was ten times more likely to be imprisoned on drug charges. But since most drugs didn’t even work normally in the system of an altered, they were all automatically charged with intent to sell, which was a felony. As far as Jamie could tell, a black person found in the same house as drugs could be convicted of a felony for just that. And they kept arresting whole households at once, even taking in anyone who was just visiting the house. The trials were short and didn’t seem to matter much.

And Jamie had exposed Opal to it. Put her in the path of APB guards with guns, made her look like a suspect to anyone who expected to see a suspect, instead of someone who’d just wanted to help.

Even Jamie had reacted to her with fear at first. How must that have felt to Opal?

And the APB, who owned Jamie’s home, who controlled the superheroes, was embedded right in the heart of it. They were the ones who kept pushing for new laws for altereds. Longer jail times, more aggressive charges. There was a new bill expected from Secretary Bridgewater within the week aimed at “lowering recidivism rates”, tightening restrictions even further. There were hints that it was going to be something dramatic. Jamie felt sick.

She didn’t understand how her family could be involved with this. How Opal could want to be.

Did she know her family as well as she thought? What did the gauntlet even mean? It wouldn’t let her do anything about any of this!

Blog Tour Schedule

23 April (Monday)

  • Secondhand Origin Stories blog tour launch (via That Bookshelf Bitch)
  • Feature post from Candid Ceillie
  • Review and feature post from The Backwards Bookshelf
  • Review from Crimson Blogs
  • Review from Samantha House
  • Review from Stuffed Shelves

24 April (Tuesday)

  • Excerpt from Not Just Fiction
  • Excerpt from Utopia State of Mind
  • Feature post from Unputdownable Books
  • Review from That Bookshelf Bitch
  • Review from Bookish and Awesome
  • Review from Cliste Bella
  • Review from wallflower’s plight

25 April (Wednesday)

  • Excerpt from The Nerdy Elite
  • Review from BookMyHart
  • Review from Candid Ceillie
  • Review from F A N N A
  • Review from forthenovellovers
  • Review from Igniting Pages
  • Review from Spines in a Line

26 April (Thursday)

  • Excerpt from Provocatrix
  • Review from Bookish Wanderess
  • Review from bookishwisps
  • Review from Flying Paperbacks
  • Review from TheHufflepuffNerdette
  • Review from My Reading List
  • Review from Unputdownable Books

27 April (Friday)

  • Author interview on That Bookshelf Bitch
  • Feature post from Cliste Bella
  • Review from Afire Pages
  • Review from The Book Maiden
  • Review from The Little Miss Bookworm
  • Review from Reader Fox and a Box of Books

Review from The Youngvamp’s Haven


A Month of Poetry Blog Tour

One of the topics YA Indulgences brought to light that I am discussing today is What Poetry Means to Me.
So let us begin! 🙂
Poetry is not something I used to write. I use to write full stories or short stories but here recently I find it easier to write a poem to quickly get a story across. My uncle writes poetry so he pushes me to do better and to be better. He is an inspiration I have in my life to continue writing.
Poetry can be like writing a journal for me. Certain times in my life can be found in a poem I write. Even if a poem is not ‘perfect’ I can still keep it for later so I can refine it or have my uncle look at it.
Poetry means an escape for me since I can lose myself in writing and thinking. It is something I drew myself into slowly. Something I have slowly been opening up to other people about. Something I have been slowly publishing in various small things. Maybe one day I can be comfortable enough in my escape to share it with others so they can lose themselves in the story. I would love for poetry to mean something to other people as much as it does to me.
An example of my poetry:
Black Panther
We stand in front of the theater,
explaining to my friend
the social inequalities of gender and race.
One friend tells him his biracial cousin
was shot by a cop.
He stares at us, his deadpan expression.
The wonderful lady who set this blog tour up 🙂

Esme’s Wish


Do you remember the story of Atlantis? Do you know all of the Greek gods and goddesses? Can you imagine both in a story?

Whether you answered yes or no to those questions I have a book for you! Esme’s Wish is a really good story for those that love Fantasy. It combines the world of Atlantis and Greek gods and goddesses. My favorite part of this story is the love Esme has for her mother. She shows loyalty to her even when everyone gave up. Which going off of her hometown I would say is strong devotion.

I love the inclusion of ‘gifts’ and the surprises it brings to Esme on her journey.

Read the book! Find out more! 🙂




18 February (Sunday)

  • Esme’s Wish blog tour launch (from That Bookshelf Bitch)
  • Review from Not Just Fiction —
    • Bonus content: graphics, live-tweeting
  • Review from The Nerdy Elite —

19 February (Monday)

  • Review from Crimson Blogs —
  • Review from Descendant of Poseidon Reads —

20 February (Tuesday)

  • Review from The Infinity Words —
  • Review from Wanders Between Pages —

21 February (Wednesday)

  • Review from Belle’s Archive —
    • Bonus content: author interview
  • Review from The Brookeworm —
    • Bonus content: author interview, live-tweeting

22 February (Thursday)

  • Review from floralcars
  • Review from Samantha House —
    • Bonus content: author interview, graphics, live-tweeting, playlist
  • Review from Stuffed Shelves —

23 February (Friday)

  • Review from That Bookshelf Bitch —
  • Review from The Little Miss Bookworm —
    • Bonus content: live-tweeting

24 February (Saturday)

  • #EsmePH Twitter chat (8:00 AM Philippines / 8:00 PM EST)
  • Announcement of Twitter chat giveaway winner

27 February (Tuesday)

  • Esme’s Wish blog tour recap post


Title: Esme’s Wish

Author: Elizabeth Foster

Publisher: Odyssey Books

Publication date: 30 October 2017

Genres: Young Adult, Fantasy



“A fresh new fantasy of an enchanting world.” – Wendy Orr, author of Nim’s Island and Dragonfly Song.

When fifteen-year-old Esme Silver objects at her father’s wedding, her protest is dismissed as the action of a stubborn, selfish teenager. Everyone else has accepted the loss of Esme’s mother, Ariane – so why can’t she?

But Esme is suspicious. She is sure that others are covering up the real reason for her mother’s disappearance – that ‘lost at sea’ is code for something more terrible, something she has a right to know.

After Esme is accidentally swept into the enchanted world of Aeolia, the truth begins to unfold. With her newfound friends, Daniel and Lillian, Esme retraces her mother’s steps in the glittering canal city of Esperance, untangling the threads of Ariane’s double life. But the more Esme discovers about her mother, the more she questions whether she really knew her at all.

This fresh, inventive tale is an ideal read for younger teens.


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