It's the day to share with you my thoughts on this incredible book. I also have reviews for the first two books in this series to share with you today as well. But first off, let's get to know the author and a bit about the newest book in this series Perception.
Questions, questions, and more questions.. they consume Jocelyn Timmons’ life—both of them. Questions that never seem to have an answer. They haunt her, eat at her, and dreams of a normal senior year of high school have finally floated away into nothingness. Inheriting the gift of EVE (Essence Voyager Era) has become both a gift and a curse. One that Jocelyn doesn’t know if she wants or can accept. The world she once knew and thrived in has all but disappeared in the last two months. And now she wonders if she can ever find her way home again. Her fiancé, Jackson Chandler, and his family seem to be the only ones who understand what she’s going through besides her uncles, both of which she’s grown very close to. But even they do not fully grasp how turbulent the situation at home has become. Will Jocelyn survive the torments from her mother and brother? Or will she find a hidden key to finally unlock her golden cage?
Here is a bit of a excerpt for this great book!
Jackson came over a little before three in the afternoon. I had been trying to focus on reading Jane Austen’s Sense and Sensibility, but I couldn’t concentrate on it and kept rereading the same paragraph over and over again. I was thrilled when he showed up and I happily tossed the book aside. “Where have you been all day?” I rushed into his eager arms. “Doing a little holiday shopping,” he laughed, flashing me a brilliant smile. “Guess you missed me.” “Only a little,” I teased and kissed him on the cheek. “I would have been here sooner, but my sister stopped by with Wallace. She told me something rather interesting about your conversation this morning.” He gave me a coy smile. “Really? What did she say?” I wasn’t sure if he was referring to my inquisition into her lifestyle or my slip-up. “Only that I need to spend a little more time monitoring your vocabulary,” he laughed. “I had a minor slip this morning,” I grinned and shrugged. “Something about a carbon copy and flipping out,” he whispered before laughing loudly. “Oh, stop it!” I playfully slapped him on the arm. “It could have been much worse.” “True.” “I am sorry. I said it without thinking first. It was stupid.” “Yes, it was. But understandable.” “Perhaps, but I will need to be more careful. This is all so incredibly strange. I do not feel like myself the majority of the time. I know things that I shouldn’t and have no clue of why or how I know them. It’s the most bizarre feeling,” I half complained. “It will be that way for a while, I’m sorry to say. But you will have to be more cautious of your vocabulary until the barrier is completely dissolved.” “I feel as if I don’t know what is real and what is not anymore. I cannot seem to differentiate reality from memory. It’s frustrating to know things that are to come but not be able to explain how I know them.” I looked over at Jackson with pleading eyes. “Does that make any sense?” “To anyone who did not know better, no,” he laughed and put his arm around me. “But to me, yes. It makes perfect sense.” *** My mind was a whirlwind of thought as I tried to settle down for the evening. Mimi was setting out my gown for tomorrow morning and I watched her carefully moving about my room. It was strange to think of not having her in my life every day. Not to have her as my voice of reason when I was set on being stubborn and bullheaded was unchartered territory. Even when I was behaving my worst, Mimi was always there to bring me around and force me to see things from a different perspective. I always loved her for it later, but I hated it at the time. She kissed me gently on the forehead and dimmed the oil lamp while Eddie put a couple logs on the fire before they both left me for the night. I rolled over and watched the moonlight dance amongst the trees displaying their beautiful waltz along my bedroom walls. Part of my mind knew this was a familiar ritual for me in my other world as well except the shadows were larger because the trees just outside my windows were so much older there and shaped differently from being trimmed back against the house. My mind was like a jigsaw puzzle with several essential pieces still missing to make it complete. Without those pieces, I felt like I couldn’t rest with any real peace. There were still so many unanswered questions, things that flashed before me that I didn’t recognize or understand. Strange objects and weird things that made no sense haunted me nearly every waking hour. In a vague attempt, I closed my eyes and tried to splice together everything I had seen and been told recently to picture what exactly my life was like in 2009. It was hard to fathom how drastically different it really was. Thinking of having a family that was not closely bonded, gadgets that practically do any and everything for you, devices to talk to people anywhere at any time, choices, opinions, and actual freedom were more than my nineteenth century mind could comprehend. I couldn’t help but think about when the barrier was finally demolished; would combining such different worlds in one person even be possible? I knew the Chandlers dealt with it as commonplace, but somehow I didn’t know if I could ever be so graceful.
A. L. Waddington grew up in a small town in Indiana and always had a vivid and overactive imagination. She loves music, playing sports, and can be quite mischievous at times. She has been known to play practical jokes on occasion and is a firm believer in the theory of organized chaos. She has a slight addiction to coffee and gummy bears. When she’s not hidden behind her laptop or buried in a book, she can be found working in her gardens, cheering on her favorite team, the Indianapolis Colts, or trying to lose that last stubborn ten pounds. She graduated with her BS in psychology from Indiana University Purdue University Indianapolis. A. L. and her family reside in Indiana.
