Steele clearly knows how to weave together complex story lines, and the dialogue throughout the book felt rich and convincing. He also demonstrates a willingness to tackle difficult subject matter without shying away from it, which I respect.
Overall, this is the kind of fantasy you can sink into without emotional whiplash or relentless grimness. The adventure unfolds steadily, the characters are enjoyable company, and the world hints at more stories still waiting to be told.
About the book: The Regression Strain Genre: Medical Thriller Publisher: Normal Range Press Publication Date: May 26, 2025 Scroll down for Giveaway Dr. Peter Palma joins the medical team of the Paradise to treat passengers for minor ailments as the cruise ship sails across the Atlantic. But he soon discovers that something foul is […]
A delusional prison patient warns Dr. Brian Heiser, Marriage and Family Therapist, of enormous impending disaster. Dr. Heiser and his best friend, a lauded Forensic Psychologist, find themselves entangled in a 72-hour deadly race to stop an AI bill being fast-tracked through the Texas state legislature.
Under Vixen’s Mere is one of those novels that quietly gets under your skin and then refuses to leave.
From the opening pages, the prose immediately stood out to me. It’s spare without ever feeling sparse—clean, confident, and quietly assured. Dialogue and description are held in careful balance, each doing its work without calling attention to itself. Nothing strains for effect, and that sense of restraint builds trust early on, inviting the reader to settle in and follow where the story leads.
I enjoyed these two posts. Most people don’t realize it because their vision is so channeled, but in the city we live in the wilderness. The birds and other animals put up with our presence just the way the different animals ignore each other on the veldt in Africa. A little while ago I came across a coyote wandering across the main drag in my area, and this is not a suburb. Raccoons and skunks wander around, and lets not forget the animals we ebotistically refer to as ‘our’ pets. They are as natural and wild as the raccoons, with their own territories and needs that must be fulfilled.
Fraid I just have to put up with common or garden bats, I have a loft full.
When I first read this post I saw Grackles as Grockles which is a derogatory term for the influx of city folk holidaying here in the summer.
Night flappers seemed to fit ;)