BOOK BLITZ! FATHER FIGURE by James J. Cudney IV and #GiveAway!

I am proud and excited to be a part of this Book Blitz for Jay’s newest novel Father Figure!

If you enjoyed Watching a Glass Shatter, you will love Father Figure.

Jay is one of the first bloggers I met when I started this blog one year ago and he is one of the funniest, most hard-working and friendly writers there is.

I hope you enjoy reading about his latest novel and don’t forget to enter the giveaway! Check out his sites and social media, too!

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Publication Date: April 2, 2018

Genre: Contemporary Fiction/ Drama

Between the fast-paced New York City, a rural Mississippi town, and a charming Pennsylvania college campus filled with secrets, two young girls learn the consequences of growing up too quickly. Struggling to survive in a claustrophobic, unforgiving world, they embark on a journey to overcome all the pain, disappointment, and horror of their experiences.

Amalia Graeme, abused by her mother for most of her life, longs to escape her desolate hometown, connect with others, and fall in love. Contemplating an impending loss of innocence and conflicting feelings between her boyfriend and the dangerous attraction she’s developed for an older man, Amalia suffers devastating, life-altering tragedies. No matter where she turns, someone or something always steals her hope of finding happiness, protection, and love.

Brianna Porter, a sassy yet angst-ridden teenager raised in New York City, yearns to determine her life’s true purpose, conquer her fear of abandonment, and interpret an intimidating desire for her best friend, Shanelle. All the confusion stems from desperately needing to find the father whom her mother refuses to reveal, but an unexpected discovery of a journal leads Brianna to a shocking revelation about her missing parent. Unfortunately, by casting the net to find him, she’s unleashed a tragic history that was meant to stay buried and might now completely change everyone’s futures.

Through alternating chapters set two decades apart, each girl’s plight unfolds revealing the parallels between their lives and the subsequent collision that is bound to happen. In an emotional story filled with mystery, romance, and suspense, fate intervenes forcing someone to make a dreadful decision that will leave permanent scars.

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The Red Blouse

The red sweater is something important to Amalia, but she loses it when her mother takes another swing to knock down her daughter. This shows how awful Janet can truly be. Red becomes a theme in the book and aligns with the color of the cabin on the cover – James J. Cudney

Amalia grabbed her bag and keys shuffling everything together to leave with her mother. In her rush, she dropped the bag to the floor. The red blouse spilled from its only protection unaware of the trouble its presence would generate. It was the only article of clothing Amalia owned that made her feel special, nor did it try to hide her body from the rest of the world.

“What is that doing here? I told you to get rid of it yesterday morning.” The room grew a few degrees cooler as Janet’s icy expression penetrated the surface of Amalia’s waning facade.

“I… I just… forgot it was… in my bag when I brought it here today,” stammered Amalia.

“Give it here.”

“No, Momma. I’m bringing it home.”

“Someday, you’ll understand, girl.” Janet refocused her triumphant gaze from Amalia to her husband. “Have you got a pair of scissors in this store, Peter?”

Amalia closed her eyes and pictured what could have been if she’d met Bryan at the lake. She chastised herself for foolishly letting down her guard imagining the possibility of something positive happening in Brant. It was merely another one of her nightmares masquerading as a silly little girl’s daydream. Fighting back was a lost cause, and so was her blouse. Amalia grabbed the scissors from the rusty mason jar and walked with unparalleled defeat toward her mother.

“Stay right there, child. I’m not gonna be the one to destroy it. Give those scissors to your father.”

Peter’s deep-set eyes grew wide with disbelief despite remaining glued to a pile of dirt in the corner. “Janet, let her keep the shirt, please. She’s not going to wear it anywhere.”

“Cut it up now, Peter. The girl needs to learn another lesson. Apparently, so do you.” Janet banged her fist against the nearest wall rattling the pipes. “Make it quick. Greg will be ready for dinner in three hours.”

As the harassment in Janet’s voice punched holes in his body, Peter’s courage went limp with burden. His shaky fingers, normally quite firm and adept from building his model trains and boats, slid into the scissors. Amalia turned away at the nagging graze of one blade against the other, grateful when the fabric muffled the awful scrape of her last hopes being dashed away for the summer. “I love you, Daddy,” she mouthed to his despondent eyes and walked behind her mother to the car praying for silence on the ride home.

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About the Author

Father Figure JayJames is my given name; most call me Jay. I grew up on Long Island and currently live in New York City, but I’ve traveled all across the US (and various parts of the world). After college, I spent 15 years working in technology and business operations in the sports, entertainment and media industries. Although I enjoyed my job, I left in 2016 to focus on my passion: telling stories and connecting people through words. My debut novel is ‘Watching Glass Shatter,’ a contemporary fiction family drama with elements of mystery, suspense, humor and romance. To see samples or receive news from my current and upcoming books, please subscribe with your email address at my website:

What do I do outside of writing: I’m an avid genealogist (discovered 2K family members going back about 250 years) and cook (I find it so hard to follow a recipe). I love to read; between Goodreads and my blog at, I have over 500 book reviews which will give you a full flavor for my voice and style. On my blog, I started the 365 Daily Challenge, where I post a word each day that has some meaning to me, then converse with everyone about life. There is humor, tears, love, friendship, advice and bloopers. Lots of bloopers where I poke fun at myself all the time. Even my dog has a weekly segment called “Ryder’s Rants” where he complains about me. All these things make up who I am; none of them are very fancy or magnanimous, but they are real and show how I live every day.

A bit of humor: Everything doubles as something else when you live in NYC. For me, it’s the dining room, my favorite space in the apartment, where more than just my cooking is on display! As I look out the windows onto a 12th floor terrace, various parts of nature (trees, bushes, flowers, bugs & animals) inspire me to write. Ryder, my 10-year old shiba inu, usually lays on my feet, growling when I shift positions too many times or when I forget to share my food! Although he’s only 20 pounds, he’s quite strong and pushy. But how else can you pen the best story possible without these things by your side?

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Mythical Mondays: Were There Female Druids?


Who Were the Druids?

The Druids were ancient religious leaders of the Celtic people. The Celts were spread throughout Gaul, Britain, Ireland and other parts of Europe, Asia Minor and even the Balkans around the 5th century BC.

They were highly respected in society. They were advisors to the kings. They were intellectual as well as poets, astronomers, magicians and astrologers. It took them 19 years to gain the necessary knowledge and skills in alchemy, medicine, law, the sciences and more. They were healers and were involved in developing strategies for war.

The Druids officiated over public and private sacrifices. Tribal assemblies were held on days vital in the agricultural year, the solstices as well as Beltane, May 1, and Samhain, November 1.

They settled disputes and issued punishment. Those who did not obey the decisions of the Druids were banished from the tribe.


Women as Druids

DruidessFor centuries, there was a common misconception that Druids were only male, however, there are numerous references of women being Druids, as well.

Caesar was well aware of the female Druids, but most of the Roman writers ignored women in general, so references were far and few between.

Strabo wrote about a group of religious women who lived on an island near the Loir River, in the ocean but not far from the coast. No men were permitted on the island which was  inhabited by Samnite women.

Tacitus mentioned female Druids when he described the slaughter of the Druids by Romans on the Island of Mona in Wales. The women wore black and were known as Banduri (female Druids).  They dashed between the ranks of armed warriors with their hair dishevelled and waving brands.

Tacitus also noted that there was no distinction between male and female rulers, and that female Celts were very powerful.

According to the Pomponius Mela, nine virgin priestesses called the Gallizenae lived on the island of Sena in Brittany. They could stir up the sea, turn into animals, cure the uncurable and see the future.

Queen Boudicca of the British Celtic Iceni tribe was the descendant of a Druid and possibly a druid in her own right. She led an uprising agains the Romans in the 1st century AD.

There are many legends concerning a woman named Brighid. It is difficult to say

“The Druidess”, oil on canvas, by French painter Alexandre Cabanel (1823–1890) ( Public Domain )

whether she was a real woman or a Celtic goddess, patroness of poetry, learning, healing and craftmanship. Later the Christian church made her St. Brighid. Coincidentally, her feast day is February 1, which coincides to Imbolc, the pagan festival for the celebration of spring, though there is doubt whether the two Brighids are actually one and the same. There is some speculation however, that Irish Brighid was once the abbotess of a pagan sanctuary which later became Brighid’s monastery near Kildare.

Finn was a mythical character who was raised by a Druidess or ‘wise woman’. she taught him war craft, hunting and fishing, acted as guard and advisor.

Fedelma, a Druidess who was part Queen Medb of Connacht’s court predicted the outcome of the battle with the Ulstermen. “I see crimson, I see it red.” Her prophecy came true. Medb lost the battle and Cú Chulainn perished.

The Historia Augusta was written in 400 AD and mentions a Druidess foretelling the defeat of Alexander Severus. “Go forth but hope not for victory, nor put your trust in your warriors.”

The Roman Catholic church believed that female Druids were sorcerers and witches in cooperation with the devil. They also saw the knowledge of the Celts as a huge danger for their domination.

Druidry Today

DruidessIn the modern practice of Druidry, there are a good number of women involved, the druid community having good representation of both men and women.

A Letter to My 18 Year Old Self: On Writing

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Dear Kid, (cuz yeah, that’s what you still are)

You’re a daydreamer. And good news: that doesn’t stop. Bonus points: it pays off someday. In the not to distant future, you’re gonna get published for the first time. How great is that?!

But here is the thing…you gotta KEEP writing. Even when it is shit. ESPECIALLY when it is shit.

Don’t throw out any of your work. That’s a pain in the heart you can’t get back. Every bit of writing should be kept. Just in case. If anything, you can see how you’ve grown. Or have a good laugh.

Backup EVERYTHING. Anything you save on a laptop, save in other places. Hell, email it to yourself. Because when the time comes and you don’t do that, you will hate yourself. Trust me.

Write more. Put writing at the top of your priority list. Fill those note books with ideas…

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The Woman in the Window

It’s Friday Meme day!

BookBeginningsFridaysEvery Friday, I link back to two other blogs. Rose City Reader hosts Book Beginnings, where you share the first sentence (or so) of the book you are reading, as well as your thoughts about the sentence, impressions of the book, or anything else it  inspires.

Friday 56Another Friday meme that I love to participate in is the Friday 56, hosted by Freda’s Voice.

*Grab a book, any book.
*Turn to page 56 or 56% in your eReader
(If you have to improvise, that’s ok.)
*Find any sentence, (or few, just don’t spoil it)

This week I’m highlighting The Woman in the Window by A. J. Finn.

the woman in the windowBlurb from Goodreads:

Anna Fox lives alone—a recluse in her New York City home, unable to venture outside. She spends her day drinking wine (maybe too much), watching old movies, recalling happier times . . . and spying on her neighbors.

Then the Russells move into the house across the way: a father, a mother, their teenage son. The perfect family. But when Anna, gazing out her window one night, sees something she shouldn’t, her world begins to crumble—and its shocking secrets are laid bare.

What is real? What is imagined? Who is in danger? Who is in control? In this diabolically gripping thriller, no one—and nothing—is what it seems.

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Her husband’s almost home. He’ll catch her this time.

What a way to start off!

The Friday 56


Down in the kitchen, drops of rain popping against the window, I pour more merlot into a tumbler. A long swig. I needed that.


What do I know now that I didn’t know before? Alistair kept his work and home lives separate. Consistent with the profile of many violent offenders, but otherwise not useful. 

I finished this book the other day. I enjoyed it, very much, actually! I found it dragged in parts. The main character drinks a lot of wine and is heavily medicated –obviously an unreliable narrator!

It’s definitely worth reading to the end. Love the ending!

What do you think? Have you read this one? Would this book appeal to you?

Thanks for reading and Happy Weekend!


Daily Walk: Signs of Spring in Canada

It’s been quite some time since I’ve posted one of my Daily Walks. To be honest, there hasn’t been a whole lot that really enticed me to take pictures!

I mean, I still walk ever day (almost) and as long as you’re dressed for the weather, it feels great to be out. The air feels fresh and crisp. The birds are chirping. My dog Burger is running around like the crazy goof that he is!

This winter here in Atlantic Canada has been a mixed bag, but relatively mild. There wasn’t even a lot of snow compared to years past. Global warming, maybe?

The snow was gone until we had a snowstorm last week. The rain washed it all away, and patches of dirty white stuff is all we have left.

Signs of spring: I’ve seen robins! But they were too quick and too skittish with Burger running around for me to get a photo. But I did get a picture of the first pussy willows!fullsizeoutput_531

On my walk yesterday, I saw a Red Winged Blackbird. It was too quick and too far away for me to get a decent picture. There was a pair of them last year so I was excited to see them back. Well, at least one of them is back!

Here is something that I’ve never seen at this park before:fullsizeoutput_532

Nope. It’s not the Loch Ness Monster.

I watched this little guy swim all over the reservoir. When he finally peeped his head up and saw me, he jumped up in the air and splashed straight down into the water with a slap! My guess is it’s a beaver. They slap their tails on the water when they’re not happy and I don’t think he was too happy with me watching him!


At the park, I often see Mallard ducks and Canada geese, but this little duck is one I’ve never seen before. There’s about five of them, one of them being white. They are pretty elusive, they keep their distance from Burger and I so it’s hard to get a good picture.


Photo of a Bafflehead duck from the website Natural Crooks-An Honest Crook Shares Her Love of Nature


I’m thinking it’s this little guy on the left. It’s a Bufflehead duck. The males have the white whereas the females are dark.

Baffleheads normally stop over in Lake Ontario before heading north to nest, so I can’t help but wonder if they got a little lost along the way.

They’re pretty cool to watch, especially when they dive and disappear.

From what I’ve read here, they eat mollusks, crustaceans and aquatic invertebrates. I hope they get enough to eat!

How is spring coming along where you live?

If you’re in the southern hemisphere, what’s your fall like?

Thanks for stopping by!








Mythical Monday: What is Fairyland?


Apart, but Separate

Faery portalFairyland has also been called Faery or the Otherworld. It is not entirely part of our world, but not entirely separate, either.

The realm is said to exist just beyond reach, on a floating island or beneath a grassy mound, on a bleak wet bog or floating in the air.

Faery Portals

There are portals or gates between the worlds that would allow faeries and humans to pass through.

The entrance was usually a pit, pothole, cave, well, knoll, crevice or hill top. This entrance is also known as the Silver Bough or Silver Branch.

“To enter the Otherworld before the appointed hour marked by death, a passport was often necessary, and this was usually a silver branch of the sacred apple-tree bearing blossoms.”


Fairyland is said to be a beautiful place, time doesn’t pass as is does in the mortal world. Blogpic-ET-fairies-900x1188-227x300The sun always shines, the weather is always fine and trees produced blossoms and fruit at the same time.

There is no ugliness, disease or pain. There is no aging and no death. Food tastes better than food on earth. Faeries spend their time merrymaking and dancing. They would have great feasts with grand processions of white horses adorned with silver bells.

Despite the perfection of their world, faeries would often desire what the mortal world holds. They made frequent raids on this side of the veil, and would steal food, shiny objects and even people.

Where is Faery?

Faery moundIn many stories, Faeries were believed to live in ancient medieval forts or stone circles. Faeries were often called the ‘little people’ or ‘hidden people’.  Some believe they were the original inhabitants of the land, and were displaced by humans migrating, which forced them into hiding.

fairy-cave-wallThe Irish Tuatha de Danaan were said to have lived in the síd or the earthen mounds and hills that dot the Irish landscape. The term sídhe has come to mean Faerie in general, but it more properly refers to the residences of the Faeries.

Individual or isolated faeries lived in caves, wells, woodlands, bushes mines, ruins, barns, stone circles and tumuli.

They either lived in their own dwellings or in Elf-hills or hillocks which were actually ancient burial mounds called by Elfin names.

Faeryland and the Land of the Dead

There is also a strong association between Faeryland and the realm of the dead. The two realms exist side by side, and are inextricably connected.

Becuma of the White Skin, An Irish Fairy TaleBecuma

In 1920, James Stephens wrote a book of Irish fairy tales, one of the stories being Becuma of the White Skin. This is an excerpt of how he describes the other realms:

There are more worlds than one, and in many ways they are unlike each other. But joy and sorrow, or, in other words, good and evil, are not absent in their degree from any of the worlds, for wherever there is life there is action, and action is but the expression of one or other of these qualities.

After this Earth there is the world of the Shí. Beyond it again lies the Many-Coloured Land. Next comes the Land of Wonder, and after that the Land of Promise awaits us. You will cross clay to get into the Shí; you will cross water to attain the Many-Coloured Land; fire must be passed ere the Land of Wonder is attained, but we do not know what will be crossed for the fourth world.

A council had been called in the Many-Coloured Land to discuss the case of a lady named Becuma Cneisgel, that is, Becuma of the White Skin, the daughter of Eogan Inver. She had run away from her husband Labraid and had taken refuge with Gadiar, one of the sons of Manannán mac Lir, the god of the sea, and the ruler, therefore, of that sphere.

It seems, then, that there is marriage in two other spheres. In the Shí matrimony is recorded as being parallel in every respect with earth-marriage, and the desire which urges to it seems to be as violent and inconstant as it is with us; but in the Many-Coloured Land marriage is but a contemplation of beauty, a brooding and meditation wherein all grosser desire is unknown and children are born to sinless parents.

In the Shí the crime of Becuma would have been lightly considered, and would have received none or but a nominal punishment, but in the second world a horrid gravity attaches to such a lapse, and the retribution meted is implacable and grim. It may be dissolution by fire, and that can note a destruction too final for the mind to contemplate; or it may be banishment from that sphere to a lower and worse one.

This was the fate of Becuma of the White Skin.

One may wonder how, having attained to that sphere, she could have carried with her so strong a memory of the earth. It is certain that she was not a fit person to exist in the Many-Coloured Land, and it is to be feared that she was organised too grossly even for life in the Shí.

She was an earth-woman, and she was banished to the earth.

Word was sent to the Shís of Ireland that this lady should not be permitted to enter any of them; from which it would seem that the ordinances of the Shí come from the higher world, and, it might follow, that the conduct of earth lies in the Shí.

In that way, the gates of her own world and the innumerable doors of Faery being closed against her, Becuma was forced to appear in the world of men.



Fairyland Edgar allan Poe

Dim vales—and shadowy floods—
And cloudy-looking woods,
Whose forms we can’t discover
For the tears that drip all over:
Huge moons there wax and wane—
Every moment of the night—
Forever changing places—
And they put out the star-light
With the breath from their pale faces.
About twelve by the moon-dial,
One more filmy than the rest
(A kind which, upon trial,
They have found to be the best)
Comes down—still down—and down
With its centre on the crown
Of a mountain’s eminence,
While its wide circumference
In easy drapery falls
Over hamlets, over halls,
Wherever they may be—
O’er the strange woods—o’er the sea—
Over spirits on the wing—
Over every drowsy thing—
And buries them up quite
In a labyrinth of light—
And then, how, deep! —O, deep,
Is the passion of their sleep.
In the morning they arise,
And their moony covering
Is soaring in the skies,
With the tempests as they toss,
Like—almost any thing—
Or a yellow Albatross.
They use that moon no more
For the same end as before,
Videlicet, a tent—
Which I think extravagant:
Its atomies, however,
Into a shower dissever,
Of which those butterflies
Of Earth, who seek the skies,
And so come down again
(Never-contented things!)
Have brought a specimen
Upon their quivering wings.
Source: The Complete Poems and Stories of Edgar Allan Poe (1946)
I hope you enjoyed reading about Faeryland! Let me know in the comments!






The Best Writing Tips I Wish I Had Known From The Very Beginning!

I really like this list of writing tips! And since it’s April, Camp NanoWrimo month, I thought I’d share 🙂 Enjoy and happy writing!


Writing is not an easy endeavor. It requires practicing a skill in order to hone the ability. The key to mastering any art is not to give up! Our brains are in a constant state of learning and gaining experience. It takes time.

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Mythical Monday: Avalon

What is Avalon?

Le Morte d’Arthur by James Archer (1860)

The mystical, mythical island of Avalon is central to the story of King Arthurian mythology. It’s name literally translates to “Isle of Apple Trees”.

The legendary island first appears in the pseudo-historical The History of the Kings of Britain written by Geoffrey of Monmouth in 1136.
King Arthur was taken to Avalon after he was seriously injured after the Battle of Camlann, the island being known for it’s healing qualities. According to Thomas Malory’s Le Morte d’Arthur, a barge appears carrying ladies wearing black hoods, and among them was his half-sister, Morgan le Fay.
The fate of Arthur, whether he lives or dies, is generally left untold.

Where is Avalon?

Glastonbury Tor–Photo by Eugene Birchall

Glastonbury has always been identified as the Isle of Avalon. How can that be when Glastonbury is not an island? It was an island at one point. It was completely surrounded by marshland.

The top of Glastonbury Tor, with St. Michaels Tower

Glastonbury was at one time called Ynys Witrin, Welsh for Isle of Glass. The name suggests that the location was at one point seen as an island.

By the 12th century, the surrounding  fenland in the Somerset Levels was drained and it was no longer an island. Ponter’s Ball Dyke would have been the only entrance to the island at one point until the Romans built another road to the island.
In Celtic times, it was believed that Glastonbury Tor, a massive hill, held a secret entrance to the underworld. It was a sacred location and pilgrims followed the pagan priests and priestesses in a procession up the Tor.

Glastonbury Abbey

Ruins of Glastonbury Abby–

Around 1190, the monks at Glastonbury Abbey claimed to have discovered the bones of Arthur and Guinevere. The new abbot, Henry de Sully, commissioned a search of the abbey grounds. At a depth of 16 feet, the monks were said to have discovered a massive tree trunk coffin and a leaden cross bearing the inscription.


Hic jacet sepultus inclitus rex Arturius in insula Avalonia.
(“Here lies entombed the renowned king Arthur in the island of Avalon.”)


Site of the ancient graveyard where in 1191 the monks dug to find the tombs of Arthur and Guinevere–Photo by Neil Howard

Inside the coffin were two bodies, referred to as Arthur and “his queen”. The bones of the male body were described as being gigantic.

The remains were reburied in 1278 with great ceremony attended by King Edward I and his queen.

Historians generally dismiss the authenticity of the story, describing it as a publicity stunt to raise funds to repair the abbey, which was mostly burned in 1184.

Other locations for Avalon

A large number of locations have been put forward as being the ‘real’ Avalon. Avallon in Burgundy, France is part of a theory that connects King Arthur to the Romano-British leader Riothamus.

And then there are others who believe that Avalon is located in Sicily, Italy.

Why Sicily?

For centuries, there have been an amazing number of breathtaking mirages that appear

Fata Morgana over the Strait of Messina between Sicily and Italy

over the Strait of Messina between Sicily and Italy. The optical phenomena known as Fata Morgana are mirages that are incredibly detailed and show entire cities on the horizon over the water.

The Fata Morgana phenomenon was named for Morgan le Fey. In the Sicilian version of the legend, Arthur is not actually dead but resting. He and Morgan le Fey are said to be deep inside Mount Etna, on the east coast of Sicily. His life is maintained by a single sip of the Holy Grail every year until he is needed again.

The legend tells that  Morgana came out of the water with a chariot pulled by seven horses. She threw three stones into the water with a spell that transformed the surface of the sea into a crystal, making it magically reflect the image of a city in constant motion.

Other suggestions for the location of Avalon include:

  • Arran, an island off the coast of Scotland
  • Ile d’Aval near Lannion
  • Isle of Sein--where nine priestesses lived off the coast of Brittany

I hope you enjoyed reading about Avalon! I first learned about the mystical place when reading the Mists of Avalon by Marion Zimmer Bradley. I fell in love with the place, sight unseen and in 2016 I was lucky enough to travel to Glastonbury with my family.

Family Glastonbury

What about you? Where do you think the REAL Avalon is?

Thanks for reading and have a great week!





Mythical Monday: Don’t Want to Offend Faeries? Read This!

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Artwork by Amy Brown

Faeries can be wonderful beings to have in your home, and although they can be pranksters at times, but they can also be helpful! They can help out with housework, farming or giving to the needy.

On the other hand, you might want to be careful, because faeries can also be offended quite easily, and an offended faery just might retaliate and bring some bad luck. They can spoil milk, pinch or push. You might find some unexpected bruises, too.

While Faeries enjoy playing tricks on people, they are not open to having tricks played on them. They do not take tricks in good humour!

And while they have been known to help themselves to shiny objects, food or tools, never steal from a Faery!

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Faeries can have unexpected reactions to minor things, such as bestowing a lavish reward for a small kindness or an exaggerated punishment for something minor.

The morals of faeries sometimes conflict with those of humans, but for the most part, they are in agreement with most human virtues and vices.

Faeries don’t like boasters and braggarts, nor do they like mean or rude people. Selfishness and laziness are also looked down upon.

They don’t like to be around gloomy people. They would much rather be around light-hearted and happy sorts.

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Never thank a Faery! This is a major taboo in the world of Faery. Why? There are several ideas on this. One is that it may be perceived by them as they are lesser than you and serving you. They don’t like that. Another reason is that the word ‘thanks’ seems like such a small reward for all the trouble they went to. Saying ‘thank you’ can also be seen as acknowledging a debt owed, and it is never a good idea to be in debt to the Good People.

Katherine Briggs suggests instead of saying thank you, ‘there is no fault with a bow or curtsy’. A gift in exchange works as well. Or you could say how glad you are to have things work out this way.

Never infringe on their privacy. Do not look at them directly and never spy on them or

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risk being blinded.

Trespassers into their habitats, faerie mounds or thorn trees, are punished, even if it was done accidentally.

Faerie gifts are given in secret. Never talk about your gifts from the faeries to others or you will find you will lose them.


If you wish to keep faeries away, whether its because you are uncomfortable with their presence or they are causing you mischief, there are ways to keep them at bay.

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Christian symbols such as the cross shield against evil faeries. This can also be by saying prayers, or singing hymns, holy water.

Bread and salt have been regarded as sacred since primitive times and are also effective at deterring faeries.

Ringing bells, whistling and snapping clappers are also protective.

You can also turn your coat inside out if you are travelling or are out and about.

If you are being chased by faeries you can leap across fresh, running water.

Self-bored stones have holes in them created by running water. To look through a self bored stone will allow a person to see through faerie glamour by looking through the faerie hole and can also protect animals and people from being kidnapped.

In my last post, I listed some plants and herbs that can attract faeries, but there are also

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Artwork by Amy Brown

plants that can be used as counter-charms to faeries.

The four-leaf clover is the most powerful, because it breaks faerie glamour. St. John’s Wort and Red Verbena protect against magic in general. Daisies can prevent children from being kidnapped.

The wood or red berries from Rowan or Ash trees will also protect adults.

Iron is probably the most effective protection against faeries, especially cold-wrought iron. Cold-wrought iron is created by beating raw iron instead of melting and casting it. Steel is also effective. People have used horseshoes, knives and scissors to keep faeries at bay, even hanging a pair of scissors over a baby’s crib to prevent kidnapping by faeries.

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I hope you enjoyed reading about Faeries and how not to offend them!







Agatha Christie Readathon – Book 1: The Secret Adversary

Agatha Christie anyone! Check out Jay’s Readathon!

This Is My Truth Now

The first book to read in our Agatha Christie Readathon is The Secret Adversary, the initial novel in the Tommy & Tuppence series written by the Grand Dame. Thank you to everyone who voted for this book; I’m excited to start reading it this week. Once you’ve completed reading it (4/1 thru 4/6), post your review on Saturday 4/7, send me the link or paste in a comment in this post or the new page I’ve created. I’ll add it to the book’s page so everyone can click on it to access your review.

To learn more, you can read about it on Goodreads. If you need to purchase a copy, check it out on Amazon or visit your favorite bookstore. Happy Reading!


Background on the Agatha Christie Readathon

I’m an avid mystery reader and one of my favorite authors is Agatha Christie. I shared a post on this wonderful…

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