Greetings Humans! Welcome back to our second edition of Monday Bloopers . We got the idea for Monday Bloopers from Melissa’s Mochas, Mysteries and Meows. You should really go and visit her, she has the most gorgeous feline blog ever! I think we can do a few more feline posts. I work my fluffy ass off helping my Mommy with all her bookish chat, I think I need a bit more post recognition too.
*Where on earth do I get this cat??
Melissa hosts a fun monthly meme called Pet Photo Fail Blog Hop. I guess the idea is to post a photo that didn’t work as well as the shooter anticipated it would. *Camera shooter.
Now seeing that there are only fur babies in this house, my Mommy’s photo inbox is cluttered with photos of all of us. Mainly of me of course. It’s quite the challenge to go through them all to find a photo blooper of me. No matter from what angle you observe me, it’s very close to perfection. But I guess if we have to use one, this one will have to do the trick this month:
Even cats can fall from their high dog horse every now and then!
Like I’ve explained to you in our very first Monday Bloopers Post
, we are still a bookish blog and no matter how adorable my booty is, it can’t be the show of this blog. Big mistake if you ask me. But be it as it may, Monday Bloopers
is about things that didn’t work out quite as well a planned. Like books that ended up being a blooper for my Mommy.
This month we will feature:
Provence, in the south of France, is a part of the world that has been—and continues to be—called a paradise. But one of the lessons that history teaches is that paradise is coveted and fought over. Successive waves of invaders have claimed—or tried to claim—those vineyards, rivers, olive groves, and hills.
In Guy Gavriel Kay’s new novel, Ysabel, this duality—of exquisite beauty and violent history—is explored in a work that marks a departure from Kay’s historical fantasies set in various analogues of the past.
Ysabel takes place in the world of today: in a modern springtime, in and around the celebrated city of Aix-en-Provence near Marseilles. Dangerous, mythic figures from the Celtic and Roman conflicts of the past erupt into the present, claiming and changing lives.
The protagonist is Ned Marriner, the fifteen year-old son of a well-known photographer. Ned has accompanied his father, Edward Marriner, and a team of assistants to Provence for a six week “shoot.”
One of my Mommy’s greatest friends recommended this book to her years ago and she was very excited to read it. Unfortunately, it didn’t work for her at all. The characters were all over the place and the events too much in one place. I can’t give any opinions, I’ve never seen this book or heard my Mommy give any comments. So it obviously didn’t leave any mark, except for the Abandoned shelving on her Goodreads account.
Just a quick post from us today for Monday Bloopers and we do hope that August will be anything but a blooper month.
What books ended on our abandoned shelf lately? You are welcome to share your photo fails with us as well!
Wishing you all a wonderful and blooper-fail August.
Lots of Love,