Bout of Books 18 | TBR & Progress

Bout of Books 18

Here are some goals for the Bout of Books 18.0 Readathon:

  • Read 5 books
  • Read a book by a ‘new to me’ author
  • Participate in at least one of the Daily Challenges
  • Find a new BookTuber to follow
  • Send a tweet to someone new every day

and here is my TBR pile:

Are you participating? If so, share your TBR!


Here is my Daily Progress:

Day One – Monday
Pages Read: 20
Books: Daughter of Smoke and Bone by Laini Taylor

Day 1 #boutofbooks –> Introduce myself #insixwords . WOULD RATHER READ THAN BRUSH HAIR!

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Day Two – Tuesday
Pages Read: 31
Books: Daughter of Smoke and Bone by Laini Taylor

Day Three – Wednesday
Pages Read: 157
Books: Daughter of Smoke and Bone by Laini Taylor

Day Four – Thursday
Pages Read: 100 (currently on page 364)
Currently Reading: Daughter of Smoke and Bone by Laini Taylor

Day Five – Friday
Pages Read: 56
Books Finished: Daughter of Smoke and Bone by Laini Taylor

Day Six – Saturday
Pages Read: 80 (21%)
Currently Reading: The School for Good and Evil by Soman Chainani

Day Seven – Sunday
Pages Read: 416 (22-100%)
Finished Reading: The School for Good and Evil by Soman Chainani

Final Comments?
I went hard on the last day to finish the second book. I felt that I didn’t commit a lot of time to reading. Next time I am going to start a day late, as Monday in New Zealand begins before the Readathon timezone and doing the daily challenges a day late was super confusing when it come to posting my progress. I only managed to complete one of the five goals above, but that leaves room for improvement next time.

So, with that, I’ll see you then!

2017 Blog Ambitions

Happy New Year!

I’ve thought about making so many changes to my blog but I know that in 5 months time, with a little one in my arms, I just won’t have the time or energy to make this blog my priority. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not going anywhere. I will do my utmost to be here on the regular and keep up with the latest releases. So I thought it best to set myself some blogging goals, and share those. If someone else knows about them, then I have a better chance of sticking to them. I’m going with the KISS Rule & only setting 5. That’s right. That was a challenge limiting myself to 5, because there is so much I want to achieve and so very little time to do it in. How fast did the last 12 months go? Like it just disappeared!

Here are my hopes and dreams for SharleneSays in 2017:

1 | Post a review each month

2 | Start using some of my own photos

3 | Post monthly TBR & Wrapups

4 | Vlog on Bookish topics on SharleneSays on Youtube

5 | Smash out tasks for 101 Bookish Things in 1001 Days

If you’ve got some blogging aspirations, send me a link in the Comments section. I love checking out Bookish blogs.

That’s all for now folks. Have a safe and happy holidays. You’ll see me again very soon with a January TBR.

xoxo Sharlene

Bout of Books 18

Bout of Books 18

OMG! It’s the 31st and I just saw the sign up post. There are just 2 days to prepare, but I’ve GOT THIS! So many books on my shelves right now that I need to read. Time to get our read on! Like Kelly says, Go forth and sign up on the Bout of Books blog! I’ve never regretted it.

For those that don’t know what Bout of Books is… here is the official blurb:

The Bout of Books read-a-thon is organized by Amanda @ On a Book Bender and Kelly @ Reading the Paranormal. It is a week long read-a-thon that begins 12:01am Monday, January 2nd and runs through Sunday, January 8th in whatever time zone you are in. Bout of Books is low-pressure. There are challenges, giveaways, and a grand prize, but all of these are completely optional. For all Bout of Books 18 information and updates, be sure to visit the Bout of Books blog. – From the Bout of Books team

So what are you waiting for? JOIN US! No, really. Join us. You might just find your next BBF. Plus, it’s totally fun. AND WITH BOOKS! SQUEEE!

xoxo Sharlene

New Release: Fall With Me by Jayne Frost

Released December 15th, “FALL WITH ME” brings readers more of the sultry hot rockers that you love from Jayne Frost‘s Sixth Street Bands Series, along with a healthy dose of steamy romance with some laughs on the side.

Synopsis: That is, until the band decided to take an extended hiatus in our hometown. That’s when I met Melody Sullivan. She’s the full-package. Whip smart and beautiful, with enough determination to take on anything life has in store. And the best part? Melody shares my philosophy on the fleeting nature of attraction. She doesn’t buy into the whole “happily ever after” crap anymore than I do. We’re perfect for each other. For now. And now is all I want.As the bassist for the band Caged, the last three years have been one, long non-stop party. Sure, I’ve had some regrets. Everyone does. But getting trapped in a relationship isn’t one of them. I know good and well what happens when the attraction fades. I’ve seen it first hand. Love is a zero sum game, so why play? As long as I’m upfront about my feelings, no one gets hurt. Besides, I’m never in one place long enough to worry about tomorrow.
With the expectations off the table, I can let my guard down and enjoy her company until the spark dies. And we both know it will. In a week, or a month. But until then, we’ll just keep having fun. The good kind, with lots of sex and no strings attached. And when it’s time to move on, we will. No drawn out goodbyes and no remorse.
That’s the plan, at least.

 

 

 

Pinning Mel to the cinder block wall in her tiny living room, I kissed her deeply, my fingers creeping under the hem of her blouse. She sighed, the back of her head bumping against the concrete as I palmed her breast.
“Fuck…sorry.” My hand disappeared into her blond locks, searching for a lump. “Are you all right?”
The girl had me so revved up I was ready to take her right here, inches from her front door.
Resting her palm against my chest, she laughed softly. “No permanent damage. I’ve got a hard head.”
Mel was hardheaded, all right. And smart. Not to mention sexy as hell.
Slipping out of my arms, she headed for the kitchen before I could devour her mouth again. I bit my lip when she ducked her head into the fridge, wiggling her ass as she poked around.
“Would you like something to drink? I’ve got water and…” She walked back with two bottles of Dasani. “Water.”
“Water’s fine.”
Twisting the cap off the bottle, I looked around the tiny apartment. Mel’s place was as bare bones as it got. Campus housing with concrete walls and worn carpet. Her entire kitchen would fit in the guest bathroom at my house.
Sinking onto the arm of the recliner, Mel snagged her lip between her teeth. “I’ve never had a one-nighter,” she admitted, like it was a bad thing. “So you’re going to have to tell me how this goes.”
Shifting my gaze to the large calendar on the wall in her dining room, I glanced over the neat stack of books on the table below. The girl was organized—OCD style—which was refreshing. But the fact that she was already planning for my imminent departure unnerved me.
Closing the gap between us, I twirled a lock of her hair around my finger. “It goes the way it goes, angel. The only thing set in stone is your breakfast. Eggs, right?”
She looked up, the sparkle in her eyes faint at best. “I’m not expecting you to be here in the morning, Christian. We both know what this is. I’ve heard all the rumors. I’m not naïve, you know?”
I pulled away out of sheer reflex. All night long we were just Christian and Mel. My celebrity was barely mentioned. Hell, she didn’t even pump me for information about the band.
After a moment, I eased onto the chair.
“Really?” I slid her onto my lap. “What have you heard about me? I’m dying to know.”
Staring at the bottle in her hand, her fingernail skated over the label. “The usual. Oversexed rocker. Never in one place more than a night.”
Tucking a finger under her chin, I tilted her face until our gazes met.
“I’ve been in Austin for months, so you shouldn’t believe everything you hear.”
Her expression indicated she saw through my halfhearted attempt to address the rumors. I may have been in the same city, but that didn’t mean I was in the same bed. A Google search would turn up dozens of pictures to prove the point.
Mel slipped her arms around my neck. “I’m just letting you know that I get it. Guys like you don’t date—they fuck.” She fought to keep her smile. “And breakfast isn’t usually part of the deal.”
I tightened my grip on her waist, my thumb skimming the smooth skin above the waistband of her jeans. Conversations like this weren’t usually unnecessary. The chicks I hung out with knew the score. Hell, they were fine with it. No truths exchanged beyond the basics: hotel or tour bus, and where should the cab drop you off when we’re finished.
But Mel wasn’t like that. She spent her time in libraries, not waiting behind rope lines hoping to get my attention.
Taking her hand, I blew out a breath. “I’ve been on the road for four years. It’s a little hard to plan breakfast when you don’t know what city you’ll be come morning. But I can’t blame it all on my lifestyle. From a strictly biological standpoint, you know, attraction fades as soon as the hormone rush is over. Pheromones and all that.” Chancing a peek at her face, I found her nodding in agreement, her green eyes glued to mine. I smiled, tracing a finger over the curve of her jaw. “I’m not saying I’m opposed to a repeat performance. I just don’t believe in making promises I can’t keep.”
Realization slammed me in the chest as she mulled over my declaration. Despite the passionate kiss at the door, Mel wasn’t a sure thing. She could ask me to leave. Hell, she might.
I held my breath as she shoved to her feet.
Propping a hand on her hip, she studied me for a long moment. “But you will be making me breakfast…is that what I’m hearing?”
Not quite a question, but a statement of fact. And one I’d gladly agree to if it meant a night in her bed.
“You can bet on it, angel.”
I stood with the intention of capturing her mouth.
Instead, Mel entwined our fingers and said, “Cool. I think I’ll take you to bed now.”

 

Book 1
As the guitarist for the rock band Caged, I know the rules: no relationships. No complications. Leave ‘em willing when you go, but always go. Besides, it’s not like I’m ever in one place for more than a few days at a time. As the next hottest thing out of Austin, the band and me are riding the wave, and the music is all that matters.
Until her…
Lily Tennison has “complication” written across her beautiful face. But I can’t get involved. The timing’s all wrong. But she’s under my skin, and I can’t resist her troubled eyes and sweet smile. And I do have a little time to kill. Not much, just a few days in Dallas.
So I’ll scratch the itch and move on, like I always do.
Simple, right?

 

Who is Jayne Frost?
As a writer you would think that would be a simple question…but it’s not. I spend so much time living in my characters heads, listening to their voices, that sometimes I forget about my own.
I guess I should start with the basics: the backstory. I was born and raised in California. At this point, I’m usually asked what it was like to grow up near the beach, but sadly, I don’t know. I grew up in the “other” part of California. Perfect for an aspiring writer, if you ask me. You learn a lot about keeping yourself busy when the nearest house is a mile away…and it belongs to your grandparents.
I spent all my time with my nose in a book, living vicariously through the characters, until I wrote a book of my own. I was ten at the time. It was a scintillating piece that cast the family pet as the protagonist.
By the time I went to high school, I moved on to romance. Why? Because I met my very own prince charming. I wrote love poems in my journal about the green-eyed boy who stole my heart. He promised, the way all storybook heroes do, to sweep me away and take me on a grand adventure. And he did.
We picked up and moved to the Lone Star State and began the story of us. The best stories begin without a road map or a compass. Veering off course makes the journey so much more interesting.
True to form, just when I thought my life was set, we started the next adventure. I traded in my cowboy boots and followed my green-eyed boy to Las Vegas. My home will always be in Texas, but my heart is anywhere that he is. Our beautiful daughter made the journey with us. Our son stayed in Texas, to write his own story.
Somehow, in the midst of the chaos that is our life, I find time to write. Writing is what I love. I might stray from romance every now and then if that is what moves me…but I always come back. Some of the stories don’t seem romantic at all. They are gritty stories about flawed characters that find each other and hold on tight. Those are the stories that speak to me. Because that’s life. I believe that every story should have a happy ending—even the difficult ones.

I’m Okay With That

Long time, no hear from me. I know. It’s been awhile.

I took a little break from blogging as I needed the time and energy to focus on my work and studies. I took up full time distance studies when I started at my part time job. I didn’t know that life would also get in the way of my reading and blogging time. So many people can juggle with their hands full and I was one of those people for the first trimester, but it all came tumbling down for the second trimester. So my bookish life took a back seat, and I’m okay with that.

My workplace has started celebrating women by having these workshops to hear from our senior female leaders and highlighting the strengths of our fellow colleagues. I attended the first, and there was one saying that really stuck with me ‘I’m okay with that’. It’s about being in a good place, taking life as it comes your way and being able to accept the failures with all the good stuff and being good with it. It’s like, knowing that you have the worst dance moves, but living it up on the dance floor, or being The DUFF in your group of friends and still going out to parties, because you’re okay with that. Gosh, I hope you understand me.

What really threw a spanner in the works was my personal life. With work and studies, I could manage okay. Having health matters in the immediate family was another ballgame. It was emotionally draining. I’m happy to say we’ve come through the major hurdles and now it’s about management of lifestyle, and making healthy choices. I signed up to participate in a research study. It’s about being given the tools to help myself become a better me. I know that I’m not perfect. I eat takeaways and don’t exercise as much as I should. But I’ve got a new workout plan which I will do my best to complete. I may not lose weight, but I will be a healthier person at the end of the programme and once again, I’m okay with that.

I’m on a break this trimester (unintentionally missed the enrolment deadline) but it gives me some breathing room to focus on my family and it also allows me to get back into some reading. I’ve finished a couple of books over the last fortnight. I’ve soo missed jumping into someone else’s world and leaving my worries behind. I’m even running a low pressure Book Pool Challenge over on Goodreads, in the Book Lovin Kiwi’s group. I’m going to read as many books as I can. I’m like 36 books behind my Goodreads Challenge (I’m okay with that…) but also hoping to complete it for 2016. I might need your motivation!

I hope you’ve stuck me with. My hiatus is officially coming to an end. Please be okay with that.

See you again, much sooner than the last post.

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