Tag Archive | mental illness
CHARACTER QUOTES FROM A BOTTLE OF RED
Originally posted on Books & Entertainment Network:
“Hey, it’s Moe.” Moe was one of my friends from the first day of grade nine. She was also labeled untouchable by association with me and the others in our group, even though her folks weren’t welfare bums and had good jobs; she still didn’t mind slumming as she…
Review: My Wonderful Fran by Paul Spelzini
Originally posted on Happymeerkatreviews:
I was kindly sent a free copy of this book by the publisher Austin Macauley for a review. This is a biography of Francesca, who committed suicide after suffering from mental illness, here is my review. Francesca Spelzini was eighteen years old when she took her own life after a battle…
My review of ‘Echoes of Narcissus in the Gardens of Delight’ by Jo Robinson
Originally posted on Random Ramblings:
This is the story of a woman who finally sees a chink of light after thirty years of marriage. As the shutters fall from her eyes, blazing sunshine floods in and she can see how she has suffered at the hands of her husband Marco, a control freak – a…
Book Review Friday – Conditions by Christoph Fischer
Originally posted on P.C. ZICK:
Families are our first line of defense against the world. And when that line crumbles, brothers can turn away from one another. Christoph Fischer’s Conditions examines the horrific consequences of shattered familial relationships in a poignant and sad manner. This work of contemporary fiction also addresses the issue of…
Author Wednesday – Christoph Fischer
Originally posted on P.C. ZICK:
I welcome back Christoph Fischer, who is one of my favorite Indie Authors. What I love most about Christoph is his fearlessness in tackling difficult subjects in his novels. From the Holocaust to Alzheimers and now to mental illness, Christoph provides us with fiction to make us think and…
The Lady On The Bus
Originally posted on K Morris – Poet:
Shortly following my move to Crystal Palace in 1997 I took a bus to the Sainsburys supermarket, located at Crystal Palace’s football ground. There I sat, my then guide dog, Zeff lying at my feet, minding my own business when a lady began rattling Keys. I remember being…