New Pub Date for Outlander Book #8: June 10, 2014

On November 12, Diana Gabaldon announced that publishing would be delayed for book number eight in the Outlander series, Written in My Own Heart's Blood (AKA MOBY). This caused Mass Confusion and Uproar all over Facebook and Twitter. I was astounded at the outrage of some people. Apparently it had escaped their attention that Herself has been quite busy lately. But I absolutely loved Gabaldon's response to one upset fan. She definitely got the final word, as she should:

Disgruntled fan: "Clear the calendar you chose to clutter, and finish your book when you promised. you're behaving like an Irishman."

Diana Gabaldon: "All I _ever_ promise is the best book I can write. And that's what you'll get, whether you like it or not. <g>"

I heart her!

She didn't have to do this, but when Gabaldon announced the necessary decision to push back release of MOBY, she posted a list of reasons why. Bless her! Read what she said about that on her blog.

Then on November 15, a new pub date was announced. MOBY will be released in the U.S. on June 10, 2014. I have no problem with this. It's a big book, I'm sure. The pub date was only pushed back by, what, three months or so? Big deal. I honestly expected it to be longer than that. And anyway, she's super busy right now, with all the hubbub of the show's filming. Right? And all that other big-time author-y stuff she has to do. Rumor has it that the TV show will premiere sometime in the summer, so why not have the publication of MOBY coincide with that? Makes sense to me. But the bottom line is, I want her best work. And I'm glad she's determined to give us just that.

Read Gabaldon's own words on her blog post about the delay and the new publish date. She also answers questions about pub dates in other countries. 

Happy, Happy, Happy by Phil Robertson & Mark Schlabach: Book Review

This book will probably only appeal to folks who are already fans of the A & E series Duck Dynasty; the book is really written for those fans. It's Phil's story, the patriarch of the Robertson clan. Phil is a tell-it-like-it-is man, and he doesn't mince words. He doesn't even try to soften the fact that he was not always the God-fearing, God-loving, faithful husband that he is today. In Phil's words, he was an outlaw for a long time, and he was even downright mean and dirty to his wife, the loveable Ms. Kay. Those parts were hard to read.

Phil recounts his childhood, growing up in what was basically a shack in the woods, with no indoor bathroom and the only running water coming out of a 1-inch PVC pipe in the kitchen. They heated water on the stove and bathed once a week or so. It was rough living, but they were content. They lived off the land, in the same way that pioneer families of the late 1800s had, and that was something they were proud of. Phil and Ms. Kay married when he was 16; she was just 15! Ms. Kay attended high school and finished her senior year when Phil was a freshman at Louisiana State Tech, playing football. They had three boys very early on (Alan, Jason, and Willie), and that's when Phil hit his wild stage. Things were bad, and Ms. Kay took her boys and left him. Then he found Jesus, became a Christian, and completely turned his life around.

Things weren't all peachy from that moment on, however. They still struggled and still had problems, including similar "outlaw" behavior by several of their sons (So far Jase is the only one who has stuck on the straight and narrow!). But they also had hope, perseverance, and unconditional love for each other. They took risks and stepped out on faith together, and for the most part, those risks have paid off. Now their family business, Duck Commander, is a multi-million dollar enterprise that includes a TV show, merchandising, DVDs and more, in addition to making several different kinds of duck calls. They also own a bunch of land that was purchased 40 acres at a time so Phil and his boys could have plenty of space to hunt, fish, run wild, and for insurance purposes in case of another Great Depression. But it is also rich in oil, and so they have sweet deals with the local utility companies who want to run their pipes across Robertson land. God has certainly blessed the Robertsons. And it is evident in this autobiography of the man who started it all that he gives all the credit to his Creator and Redeemer.

I was surprised to read that Phil is an ordained minister...and so are Jase, Willie, and Alan. I knew about Alan, but the other two were a surprise to me. And apparently, not only that, but they are all very evangelical and enthusiastic in sharing their faith as well. No doubt the folks at A & E have made them tone down their brand of Christianity for the TV show, because you don't see that much of it in the show. But according to Phil in this book, they are all very outspoken about their faith, and it's apparently a common occurrence for them to baptize people in their back yard, or marry couples in their front yard. They're yard people, I guess.

Phil details how his company came to be, and explained a little how duck hunting and his special duck calls work. I wasn't as interested in that part, but it wasn't so boring that I couldn't get through it. I wanted to hear more about his boys and about their formative years, and about his relationship with Si, his brother. But I guess those parts are reserved for the books written by Willie and Korie, and by Si himself. I guess I need to check those out next.

This is a very quick read; I finished it in a day. If you're even remotely interested in the phenomenon that is Duck Dynasty, you should read it. And if you're not a Christian, don't let Phil's faith put you off. It really isn't preachy or pushy at all. He's just himself - laid back, easy-going...and happy, happy, happy.

Crow Boy by Philip Caveney: Book Review

Crow Boy is a YA Historical Fiction novel about a teenaged boy named Tom who is suddenly taken away from his home in Manchester, England to Edinburgh, Scotland by his own mother and her new boyfriend. Tom finds himself in a new school where he knows no one, and he is immediately targeted by the school bullies. Tom just wants to disappear. His class takes a field trip to Mary King's Close, a place steeped in history beneath the streets of the capital city of Edinburgh. It's a creepy place, and the sights and stories of their tour guide really set the tone for ghosts. Of course Tom sees a ghost, and he follows her into a restricted area of the close. He falls through the floor, is knocked unconscious, and wakes up in the year 1645.

Thankfully Tom had recently completed a project on the late-medieval plague, and he had actually been paying attention to the Mary King's Close tour guide. So when he finds himself somehow transported right into the middle of the terrible Edinburgh plague, he is able to think quickly. Luckily, he has time-traveled with his mobile phone, a 5-pound British note, and a partially used pack of antibiotics left over from an ear infection. Of course these items all figure prominently in the story. Soon Tom finds himself apprenticed - against his will - to the infamous Doctor Rae. Doctor Rae, Edinburgh's plague doctor, wears a thick leather cape, heavy boots, and a mask in the shape of a crow's beak. The beak is stuffed with herbs and other things that are meant to protect the wearer from the miasma, the vapors that are thought to be the source of the terrible disease. The effect of the doctor's costume is striking; the sight of him is terrifying to the sick and able-bodied alike. The story unfolds quickly from there, and the end comes before you know it...or want it to.

Speaking of the ending, it is disappointingly cliché, and the only reason I didn't give this gem of a book five stars. The whole story had been so interesting and unique that I truly was surprised that it ended so flatly. Right before I got there, I thought to myself, "No way. He's not really going to do that to me, is he?" But the journey there is so fun and deliciously creepy that it wasn't a deal-breaker.

I realize that some of my enthusiasm for this book may be due to the fact that I just returned home from my first-ever vacation out of the United States; we just spent nearly two weeks sightseeing in Scotland. On our very first day, we toured Mary King's Close in Edinburgh, and I was creeped out by the wax statue of Doctor Rae and the stories of deaths and ghosts in the cramped living quarters that make up the close. As we exited the tour through the gift shop, I just happened to see this book and thought I'd give it a shot. I love it when a chance purchase turns out to be so good. And bonus, the copy is signed by the author. But despite my bias, I still think it's a well-written and exciting story. Perfect for the almost-Halloween season. I would definitely read more by this author. Four-and-a-half stars from this girl!

At the time of this review, Crow Boy was available for Kindle on Amazon.com for $4.79. There are paperback copies available from third-party sellers on Amazon too. Click here to get your own copy. Read about the author, Philip Caveney, on Goodreads.

Celtic Colors Journal (Peter Pauper Press): Product Review

I purchased this journal, my fifth Peter Pauper Press journal, for our recent two-week trip to Scotland. It was perfect for what we needed. It's larger than a typical journal, which was great for all the detailed writing we did from our trip and all the extra souvenir-type things we added (ticket stubs, business cards, pressed flowers, etc.). The paper is smooth, and accepts ink very readily, but it dries quickly so you have fewer smudges. (I prefer to use free-flowing fountain-style ink pens rather than roller ball pens.) The paper is a bit thicker than everyday writing paper, so the ink doesn't bleed through the other side. The pages are faintly lined, to keep your writing straight, without being too bold. The book lies (lays? I never know!) flat so you can easily write on either side with no frustration. This particular journal has a subtle Celtic design at the top of each page too. Love it!

I highly recommend Peter Pauper Press for any journals you may need. At the time of this review, the Celtic Colors Journal was available on Amazon for $7.49 (Amazon Prime). You just cannot beat that. Click here to get your own!

My favorite book is about to become a TV series...

...and I'm not sure how I feel about that. (Warning: This is LONG. And emotional. And maybe even a little bit weird. If you're not a fan of Outlander, you probably won't care what I have to say, so you may want to just close your browser now. Consider yourself warned.)

I discovered Diana Gabaldon's masterpiece, Outlander, years ago when I was suffering from severe postpartum depression. I'd just given birth to my first child, and like so many other new mothers, I had a tough time. It got so bad that I could barely function. It was all I could do to change Mini-Maven's diapers and make sure he was fed. I was barely hanging on, barely keeping us alive until my husband came home from work every day and could take care of everything else, including the emotional needs of our firstborn. To tell you the truth, I don't even remember most of that time in my life. And I pray to God that he doesn't either, my sweet boy.

For some reason, one crisp fall day, I picked up my old copy of Outlander, a book I'd bought years prior at a used book store on the recommendation of the shop owner, and just started reading. It didn't take long; I was hooked. By page 100, I had cried five times and I knew that something in me had fundamentally changed forever. I would never go back. I started being feeling more alive during the day, playing with Mini-Maven more and just all-around being a better mother to him. At night I would lose myself in 18th century Scotland and the world of Jamie Fraser and Claire Beauchamp Randall. The more lost in Outlander I became, the better I got, and by the following spring, I was healthy again. I don't understand it but I truly believe that that book saved my life.

That Christmas, after I'd devoured the book (the first in the series), I ordered about 15 paperback copies and gave them to all the great women in my life. I wanted everyone I knew to be a part of it. It's just that good. To this day, I read something by Diana Gabaldon every fall. It just seems right.

Since then I've started researching my own Scottish heritage. I want to know more about my ancestors who came to America from Scotland, why they came here, and what life was like for them in Scotland. I've studied Scottish history, listened to and learned to play Celtic music, and bought a lot of Celtic jewelry (haha!). And this year, for my 40th birthday, my husband took me to Scotland. I can't even express what it was like being there. (That will just have to be another blog post at another time....)

So obviously, this book is not just a book to me. It has become a part of who I am, who I was, and where I came from. And it is most certainly a part of who I will be in the future.

I can remember telling my husband, in the midst of my first read of Outlander, "Man! I hope they make a movie out of this book! It is AMAZING!" That was my mantra for years afterward too. But then I realized that movies of really good books never do them justice. There's just not enough time in a movie, and who wants to wait ten years for a trilogy? Not to mention the exorbitant cost of such a venture. But at the time, Game of Thrones was not on anyone's radar. It had not yet become the groundbreaking TV series phenomenon, so I wasn't thinking, "Hey, they should make a TV series of Outlander instead!" Well fast-forward to June 2013, when it was announced by Herself that she had entered into a contract with the cable TV channel STARZ. I couldn't believe it. The time had finally come. I was so freakin' excited I could hardly stand it. Once again, my poor husband probably thought I was never going to shut up about Outlander (At that point, he had finally read the book himself a year or so previously...and loved it. Imagine my joy.). And it didn't help that our 18-months-in-planning-40th-birthday-trip-to-Scotland was coming up in just TWO MONTHS! Would they start filming WHILE WE WERE THERE?! Would we actually get to SEE SOMETHING?!! I couldn't believe the timing. (As it turned out, production didn't actually start until about two weeks after we had returned home again. Shucks.)

Not a day goes by now that I don't see or hear something related to the filming of "my" show. I've joined every Facebook page, Twitter feed, Instagram account, and e-mail list I can find that has anything to do with Outlander. I've always watched Diana Gabaldon's blog and accounts, but now I watch them much, much closer. Sometimes it's a bit overwhelming. I thought I was a true fan, but let me tell you, there are some folks out there who are Cray. Zee. No joke. The level of dissection and examination of every single facet of every tidbit of anything related to this show is just...mind-blowing. I've had to pull myself back from the craziness of it because it was starting to make me sad. I don't want to know everything about everything before it even airs. I want to experience it all at once in its final form. I want to know Sam Heughan as Jamie Fraser and never have competing images from fan art (that has Photoshopped red hair from the cover of a goofy bodice-ripper onto his head) in my mind as I'm watching. I don't want to second-guess Ron Moore's every move, and I certainly don't want to presume to have a better idea than Diana Gabaldon, the creator of these fictional characters Herself. It drives me bonkers when people have virtual fights (with Facebook posts that are hundreds of comments long) over what Jamie Fraser looks like or what his body type is. He's not real. And if anyone knows Jamie Fraser, certainly it's Diana. Right? My husband just laughs and tells me, "Welcome to the world of fanboy-dom!" As a life-long Star Wars geek, he has long known of this Dark Side of fandom.

I love the intelligent discussions, though they seem to be few and far between. I love it when someone posts a question on one of the Facebook fan pages, asking what others think about a certain passage in one of the books (you know the series has seven books now, going on eight, right?). I've never really had anyone to discuss the books with, and this is like my own little book club. (If only there had been Facebook when I first read Outlander!) But the ugliness - and the crazy - just really overshadows the good. I find myself feeling selfish. All those years I wanted someone to love these books as much as I did, someone I could share it with and talk to about. All those years I wished there had been a movie so I could see the story come to life. And now it's finally happening and I'm finding myself thinking, "Whoah! Wait a minute! Hold on just a second. I was a fan first! I loved these books before you! You were just a BABY when this book was first published!" Isn't that crazy? Why do I feel this way? I think about all the women who are drooling over Sam Heughan, and getting creepy about it, and I feel...what is it? Jealousy? Sheesh! What is wrong with me? But it's not jealousy for him. It's jealousy that now the books and the story aren't just mine. I've always felt like, whenever I open one of the books, Jamie and Claire and Lord John Grey are my old friends and we're getting reacquainted again. It's a very personal thing when I read these stories. These characters saved my life. And now thousands of strangers are talking about my Jamie and Claire as if they know them too, and the whole thing feels like a runaway train down a greased track. The craze has left the station and it's passed me by. And I'm really surprised at how it has affected me.

People who don't read may not understand the power that a truly good book can have. And people who have never experienced the dark and lonely depths of depression will not understand what it feels like to finally pull yourself out of it. I can't wait to see Outlander on my TV in my very own living room. I truly think it's going to be a blockbuster show. And maybe by then I will have worked out my weird angst about the whole thing. I sure hope so.

ENJOY Sulfate-Free Luxury Shampoo & Conditioner: Product Review

This shampoo is nice and very rich. It's supposed to be sulfate free, though it lists Olefin Sulfonate, a surfactant, as the second ingredient. I'm no chemist, but it sounds like that may be similar to a sulfate, or possibly a derivative of one. It lathers, which I wasn't expecting; the other sulfate-free products I've used in the past do not lather at all. (Maybe this is what the Olefin Sulfonate does? As I said, I'm not a chemist.)

The shampoo is very concentrated. It truly only takes a tiny amount, which is nice because it's so expensive. I've found that if I thoroughly soak my hair for at least one full minute, even up to 90 seconds, before applying the product, it requires less to do the job. I currently have a very short bob cut, and I typically use a dime-sized dot of shampoo.

The conditioner is very thick, and if I don't rinse thoroughly, it can leave residue in my hair that causes it to be limp and dull. It will also coat the bottom of my shower; I almost slipped and fell the first time I used the conditioner and obviously didn't rinse the shower down well enough. I've found that it seems to rinse best if I use the coldest water I can stand. That also seems to seal in the moisture and make it shinier. It seems to be fantastic at taming my frizz-prone hair though, which is great.

I don't really notice the scent of either the shampoo or the conditioner, so I suppose they must both be light and/or unobtrusive. At any rate, the scent isn't unpleasant. 

I do believe that regular use of this shampoo and conditioner lengthens the life of my hair color and shine. 

At the time of this review, these two products (10.1 oz. each) were available on Amazon.com for $28.98. You can purchase them here and here.

Elta MD UV Lotion SPF 30+: Product Review

This product was recommended to me by my dermatologist. I have very fair skin, and am prone to sunburn (of course), freckles, and moles, and skin cancer seems to run in my family. I've been using this product for about 6 months now, and I love it. It's very light, goes on easily, and quickly absorbs. It doesn't irritate my skin or my eyes, and it doesn't have much of a scent at all. It purports to be a moisturizer and UVA/UVB sunscreen, but I find that it is not as moisturizing as I'd like it to be. In the summer it was fine, but I may need to add a layer of regular moisturizer along with this product during the winter. I highly recommend it, for daily use on the face, neck, the backs of hands, and arms.

At the time of this review, an 8-ounce bottle is available for $22.80 on Amazon.com (Amazon Prime).

Click here to get it from Amazon.