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I’m back at you with another book talk post. Last time was about eBooks or physical books. Today will be the merits of audio books.
Before I had an iPhone… or smart phone really, I had never really done books on tape or cd or anything like that. But after more than 4 years of driving back and forth to both school and work and then home I can’t tell you how I survived with out them. In fact, I have over 70 books on my audible account, and I listen and re-listen to them constantly. I usually have anywhere between 3-5 that I’m listening to at any one time. With the constant driving back and forth I can usually finish a book every 2 or 3 days.
That being said, it’s ok, if you don’t like audio books or there’s a reason you can’t listen to them. I have a friend who falls asleep to the sound of a person reading to her. I’m just grateful that I can because my long drives would be that much more boring and dangerous because I get sleepy driving home at 10:30 at night. These books keep me awake and I couldn’t be any happier that the authors gave permission for their works to be converted.
Although, have you ever listened to a book, one that you love mind you, and from the first words out of the narrator’s mouth you shut it off and return it. I’ve done that to a few books over the last couple of years. Either their voice is too monotone or just the sound of it is annoying and irritating. But for whatever reason I just couldn’t get passed a few minutes of it.
I’ve also had audio books that I did not own the book for and after listening to it I bought the book too. That was actually how I got into 3 of my favorite series right now.
Some of my favorite books will have more than one narrator. Most of the ones I listen to have at least two. There are a few of them that have a full cast with music and sounds. It’s almost like listening to a movie without watching it. Those kind of make me wish they were movies.
Do you like audio books? What are your favorite ones to listen to? Comment down below.
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Tabby
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Well Cambria Hebert is up to it again! We have a new book coming to us soon. This one is a stand alone novel that isn’t part of her other book series. But it is no less exciting to know that we’ll soon have something new to read from her. As usual with Cambria’s books this one looks amazing from the sneak peeks she has been releasing on her Facebook fan page. If ya’ll haven’t joined yet, ya’ll really should.
Amnesia
Cambria Hebert
Publication date: June 12th 2017
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense
I washed ashore in a little lake town.
A place where everyone knows everyone, yet…
No one knows me.
I don’t know me.
If a woman doesn’t know her own name, does she really exist?
I don’t know my natural hair color, my birthdate, or where I live.
I am invisible.
To everyone, to everything, even to myself.
Except to him.
I see the recognition deep in his stare, the way it lingers on my face as if I’m a puzzle he’s desperate to put together.
I just want answers, the truth… knowledge.
His lips are sealed. Still, his eyes beguile me.
I can’t trust anyone, not even myself. Someone wants me dead, the same someone who tried to bury me in a watery grave.
They’ll come for me again… I won’t know their face.
I don’t even know mine.
I am amnesia.
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EXCERPT:
Slivers of light pricked my eyelids, which up until this moment seemed far too heavy to lift. As I lay against something soft at my back, thought and awareness barely registered.
The gritty feeling as I struggled to raise my eyelids scraped and burned over my eyeballs as if warning me it wasn’t a good idea. Swallowing past the sandpaper in my throat, I stopped working and lay still. Cognizance slowly came forward in the form of something weighing me down and the echo of footsteps nearby.
Adrenaline jackknifed through me, and my body arched upward with the force of my gasp. The weight of whatever held me caused severe panic to fill me, and I began to fight against it.
“No!” I screamed, flailing about, trying to escape the binds. “Let me go!”
High-pitched beeping filled my ears, and the footsteps I’d heard grew more insistent and much closer.
He was coming!
“No!” I screamed.
Strong hands grabbed my arms and pinned me down. I tried to fight back, but they were much stronger than me. Kicking my legs, I tried to free them, but even more weight came down, holding them still until I was gasping for breath and ready to beg.
“Please!” I pleaded as wetness coated my cheeks. It made me realize the grittiness under my lids was rinsed away, and my eyes sprang open.
A man was leaning over me. He had graying hair and wore some kind of white shirt. The scream that ripped right out of me scared us both.
More hands and voices came out of nowhere, and I thrashed around again.
“Miss!” the man yelled. “Miss, calm down.”
“Get away from me!” I screamed again.
“Miss!” another voice yelled, a woman this time. Turning in her direction, I saw a pair of kind brown eyes staring at me. “We aren’t trying to hurt you.”
I calmed some, but the thundering of my heart made me feel as if I might spiral out of control. “You aren’t?”
“No.” The woman, who was also dressed in white, spoke. “You’re at a hospital. You were in an accident.”
“W-what?” I stammered, collapsing back against the bed, no longer straining against the binds.
“You’re at a hospital.”
“You’re trying to hold me down!” I accused.
“We don’t want you to hurt yourself.” the woman explained. The hands, even the man’s, remained.
“I don’t like it,” I admitted, recoiling.
The man straightened, stepping back. The nurse was slower to withdraw, but she did so after a few seconds.
“My legs,” I rasped. Suddenly, my throat hurt.
“It’s just the blankets.”
A quick glance down proved I was covered with blankets. Between suspicious glances at the people crowding my room (there were four), I gazed around, concluding I was in fact in a hospital.
“I don’t understand,” I admitted, all my weight pressing into the bed.
“It’s okay,” the man replied. He was a doctor, with a name badge and a stethoscope. “It’s completely normal and expected to be confused after the ordeal you’ve been through.”
“What ordeal?” I asked instantly, anxiety pressing in on my ribcage.
“We were hoping you could tell us,” the doctor said.
“What?” My brows furrowed.
The nurse leaned close, over the side of the bed. I noticed the railings were pulled up on each side. It made me feel as if I were in jail. Instantly, I hated it and began shoving at the bars, trying to push them down.
“Okay, hang on,” the nurse said and put the rails down. Once it was done, she pinned me with an insistent stare. “You have to stay still. You can’t thrash around. You’ll rip out your IV and reinjure yourself.”
“What happened to me?” I asked for what felt like the fifteenth time. I looked around at the four people in the room, hoping one of them would just spit it out.
The doctor motioned to two of the nurses and then quietly left the room.
I glanced back at the nurse. “Can you tell us your name?” she asked.
“My name?” I nodded once, then opened my mouth… only nothing came out.
Anxiety spiked in me again; I started to become agitated. “I… don’t know.”
“Calm down.” The nurse reminded me.
How dare she tell me to calm down? I couldn’t even remember my name.
Oh my God, I didn’t know my own name!
“I don’t remember!” I gasped, jerking up into a sitting position. “Why can’t I remember?”
Before I could fling the covers off and jump out of bed, the doctor was there, pinning me back down. “If you don’t calm down, we’ll have to sedate you. I don’t want to do that. You’ve been out long enough.”
I stilled. “How long?”
“A while.” The nurse hedged.
I ignored her. She was terrible with questions. “How long?” I demanded.
“A little over two months,” the doctor replied.
I gasped. “What’s my name?” I yelled.
I’d been here for two months and they were asking for my name? Shouldn’t they know it?
The doctor wasn’t looking at me; he was looking at the nurse, giving her a curt nod. She rushed out of the room.
“No!” I shouted. “No drugs! Please! Tell me my name. I just want to know my name.”
“You need to calm down. You’ve had a great deal of trauma, miss.”
I dropped back against the pillow, boneless. He called me miss. “You don’t know my name, do you?” I asked, meek.
Sensing all my energy was drained away, he moved back. A frown pulled at his lips. “You were brought in with no identification.” He began.
Fear unlike anything I’d ever felt wrapped around my heart and squeezed. I searched every corner of my mind for something. Anything.
There was nothing.
“I don’t remember…” I whispered.
The doctor seemed to soften. “I know this must be very scary, to wake up and be so disoriented.”
I laughed, but it wasn’t a humorous sound. I wished I were disoriented right then.
“You’ve been through a lot. Give it a few days. Now that you’re awake, your mind will catch up and you will remember.”
“I will?” I asked.
“There’s a good chance.”
Disappointment speared me. “If I don’t?”
“Let’s take it one day at a time.” He placated me.
“Easy for you to say. You know your name.”
A ghost of a smile appeared on his face. “Time.” He reminded me.
The nurse came through the door, holding a syringe, and I cringed away.
“I don’t think we’re going to need that,” the doctor told her.
I let out an audible sigh.
He glanced around again. “Now that you’re awake, I’ll get you down for testing.”
“What kind of testing?” I asked.
“Routine stuff for someone who’s been in a coma.”
Nothing about this was routine. I was in coma… for two months. And I didn’t even know my name.
When both the nurse and doctor were gone and I was alone, my eyes overflowed with tears and a formidable feeling of dread crowded inside me. The doctor said there was “a good chance” I would remember my name very soon.
The problem was it wasn’t just my name I needed to remember…
It was everything.
Author Bio:
Cambria Hebert is an award winning, bestselling novelist of more than twenty books. She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair.
Besides writing, Cambria loves a caramel latte, staying up late, sleeping in, and watching movies. She considers math human torture and has an irrational fear of chickens (yes, chickens). You can often find her running on the treadmill (she’d rather be eating a donut), painting her toenails (because she bites her fingernails), or walking her chorkie (the real boss of the house).
Cambria has written within the young adult and new adult genres, penning many paranormal and contemporary titles. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense. A few of her most recognized titles are: The Hashtag Series, Text, Torch, and Tattoo.
Cambria Hebert owns and operates Cambria Hebert Books, LLC.
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I’ve saw this over on Southern Lights, Atlanta Nights blog and thought it would a blast for a random post.
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I’m pretty sure you’ve already figured out that I’m an avid reader. I have been reading since I was 4 and pretty much never really stopped. If you’re anything like me then I know you have a few favorite series out there that you can grab during those times when you need something to read and you can’t think of anything else. I have a few of them.
I have been known to pick a book at random and if it doesn’t catch me in the first 10 pages then I’ll put it down and grab one of the books from the series above. What are you favorite book series to go to when you don’t want to find something new? Comment down below.
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Tabby
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I’m sure we’ve all had those awkward or horrible breakups. I’ve had a few… but I’ve also had some that left me stumped. The one I’m talking about now just had me laughing about the sheer stupidity of the boy.
We had only been dating (I say this loosely because this was when I was in High School) for 3 months or so, when he began to get distant. I had even began getting calls from his grandmother looking for him because he was supposed to be with me, even though I was working. After the 3rd or 4th time… it’s been so long that I can’t really remember, I confronted him. It turned out that he had been cheating on me with someone 10 years older than me… I ended up irritated and stormed off. Not two days later after endless unanswered text messages and phone calls, his best friend comes by my job and tells me that while he thought his friend was a stupid idiot for doing it, but that he was breaking up with me.
You read that right… he sent his best friend to break up with me! He couldn’t even do it himself. Mind you this is right before Christmas… literally days before, by this point I was already pissed at him beyond belief, so I’m like whatever. Of course, I had his senior ring and Letterman Jacket. Eventually, I gave them back, but I had them for almost 3 more months before I gave them back to his mother… because again he couldn’t come to me face to face.
Anyway, that’s my worst/stupidest breakup story. What was your most weird break up? Comment down below.
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Tabby
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I know I’m not the only one out there that has a list of must haves that they need before they can leave the house. My list used to be a whole lot longer before I got my e-reader and iPhone. Because I used to carry around no less than 4 or 5 books with me just in case I needed something to read. Nowadays my list is usually limited to a few must have items.
What is on your must have list? Comment down below.
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Tabby
This is my end of month Wrap up for May. On here you will see what’s been going on in my life, what I’m reading both for school and for fun, what I’m listening to and what is on my to read list. I’ll also be posting a list with what I’ve posted in the past month to give you an idea of what you might have missed.
I’d like to thank Brittney Ross @ Southern Light, Atlanta Nights for following this lonely blogger! I’m up to 24 followers and I’m super excited about it! When I hit 50 I’ll do a giveaway… either a gift card or maybe a book or something.
Below is a list of things that I’ve read, am reading, am listening to, and is on my to read list. I’ve also linked each one so that they are easier for you to find.
I’ve taken it upon myself to challenge myself to reading and re-reading some old favorites of mine so that I can read newer additions to the books. The first series that I’ve decided to re-read is the Drake Sisters so that I can read the new spin off series Sisters of the Heart. I have a list of the books (series) that I want to try and finish this summer. That is on my Summer Reading List Post.
Books I’m Reading For School: I’m super excited to say that I’m off for the summer so no new grad school books until September… well for the most part. I was told I’d need to take Spanish 3 & 4 for my master’s degree. But that isn’t really what I’d call heavy reading, especially since it’s only one book for the class.
I have to say this list isn’t getting any smaller… I have actually started a monthly update list for the summer months to see what I can get read during the month. So far I’m 9 for the month of May. I have also done a post on my summer reading list that I want to try and get done before school starts… Considering that I didn’t start until 8th I think I did pretty well this month.
I have found so many incredible blogs this month… though I’ll admit that I’ve mainly been look at planner blogs. I’ve recently began to use a Happy Planner and I’ve become obsessed!
You can find any of these on my main page and scrolling through my posts!
Well here I am trying to keep to my Posting schedule. I may end up changing it and only posting twice a week. I haven’t made any decisions yet, but I’ll figure it out soon.
Also just for fun I thought I’d show ya’ll some of my pictures from Snapchat that I loved this month!
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Tabby
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