Mojo Book Review: “The Haunting of America” by Jean Anderson (1973)

Reading time: 1 Day

I have been searching for this out-of-print book for 30+ years, and finally found it through Amazon.com.

It was a childhood favorite of mine from the local libraries. The Librarians would chuckle when they’d see the sign-out card and my name was there nine times out of ten, literally.

This collection of 24 short ghost stories rooted in America’s past has forged my imagination, my dreams… my nightmares.

Very well written, giving attention to both location and legend, these stories leave you wondering if there’s more to them. Certainly, for me, these stories only opened the door to greater stories and wilder imaginings. Nowadays we have internet research to tease thoughts and give more credence to such sightings as Woodburn – the Dover, Delaware Governor’s Mansion, or Madame Pele before the Hawaiian volcano strikes.

As I read these stories as though new to me, I found myself remembering how I’d read them constantly as a child. But these stories are not written only for children. In an easy-to-understand language, Anderson brings back not only legend but history of our beautiful country, from the very beginnings up to just a few years before the book was first published.

I have remembered throughout the years the stories of the Gray Man of Pawley’s Island, the Winchester House, and Lincoln’s Ghost. I had forgotten others, and so was thrilled to be reminded in detail of the Bell Witch who incessantly tormented a specific family for four years. The Griffin, a trading ship simply lost on its maiden journey over the Great Lakes.

Having been raised in the Midwest, the heritage there is older. The wilderness is wilder, thicker. Reading again this book brought back the Spooks of my own imagination. How often I had seen shadows in the backyard trees. Never would we walk home from the school bus stop through a particular field.

Internet stores bring us the modern opportunity to reach into our past and reclaim what was thought lost. This collection of Ghost Stories is a must-have for anyone who likes to feel the little hairs on their necks go up.

Just don’t read it at midnight.

And Frankly, My Dear… that’s all she wrote!

 

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Mojo Book Review: “The Last Battle” by C.S. Lewis

Reading time: 2 days

What I loved best: All of it. Seriously.

This isn’t really a book review, because I can’t give much away for those who have yet to read it. Even in my other Narnian reviews, I gave a few things away.

I put off reading this, because it’s the last book in the series. And I knew it meant the end. In fact, the very first sentence starts, “In the last days of Narnia…”

It was very bittersweet to me. I just did not want my reading journey to end. Yes, they’re written as children’s books, but filled with wonderful quotes. Yes, I’m a mid-life mom, but I love fables and stories. Yes, I cried. A lot. I’m terribly sentimental, and just to know this was the last of new Narnian adventures for me made me sad.

But how it turned out… well… it’s Narnia. Full of wonderful, magical creatures. Daring adventures and battles. Lessons to be learned and characters to count on.

I can only describe it as Pure Joy, that I have finished the journey… and get to go again, any time I want.

C.S. Lewis is absolutely magical in his writing. There is no greater, more inspiring, ability than to take one’s breath away by the words you write. I recommend all the Narnia stories, but especially this one.

And Frankly, My Dear… that’s all she wrote!

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Beholding Beauty

While I was playing with my new toy utilizing my new business tool [READ: AWESOME NEW CAMERA!!!], I was watching Lizzie Cat


Who was watching the Scrub Jays and Sparrows and Finches

Who were eating from their feeders

 

 

 

 

And who could (but didn’t) camouflage themselves in my Heavenly Bamboo.

And we were all being watched by Beautiful Berry.

I knew I had a beautiful front yard, but I didn’t know how beautiful until Kodak showed me.

Things will never be the same!

And Frankly, My Dear… that’s all she wrote!

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