FLOYD’S BOOKCLUB – MARCH

Welcome, to Floyd’s Book Club! Below you will find a list of the books I have read within the current month – complete with “Love,” “Weeping,” and “Donita” Factors. I even have links to the books on Amazon, for your viewing pleasure!

I sincerely hope that you find a book or two within this newsletter that catches your interest. Whether you pick one up at the library, a local bookstore, or on your E-reader – I wish you Happy Reading!

– Jana M. Floyd



Predators Gold by Philip ReevePredators Gold

Book two of the Mortal Engines Series. I highly recommend you read them in order. See the “February” issue for a description of book one, Mortal Engines. I am still very much liking the series.

Love Factor: 4 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears

 


The Silence of Girls by Pat Barker The Silence of Girls

I don’t remember where I heard about this book – my guess is a podcast – but it is brilliant! And according to Mark Tuveson (who makes me look like an ill-read individual) Barker has a number of wonderful books. So you can bet you will hear more about her in the coming days.
The Silence of Girls is the story of Troy, told from the perspective of captive Briseis. Oddly (or not so oddly), it’s not nearly as ‘romantic’ of a tale as it has been told before.
Love Factor: 5 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 1 out of 5 Tears

*Donita Factor: 3 out of 5 Teapots

*Donita Factor: This factor will tell you if there are any steamy bits in the book. The scale will be measured by Teapots of Steam. 1 being just a little steam and 5 being… well…. you get the picture.


ISFP: 33 Secrets From The Life of an ISFP by Diana JacksonISPF

If you have ever done a Meyers/Briggs personality test, this title may look familiar to you. These ’33 Secret’ books give a quick run done of the personality type they are addressing. It’s not super in-depth and yet is still super helpful.

Love Factor: 5 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 1 out of 5 Tears

 

 


The Hating Game by Sally ThorneThe hating game.jpg

This was a fun little read. It’s a classic case of he hates her and she hates him. But the twist is that they work together and are gunning for the same promotion. It’s a good romantic read, in my humble opinion.
Love Factor: 5 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears

*Donita Factor: 4 out of 5 Teapots

*Donita Factor: This factor will tell you if there are any steamy bits in the book. The scale will be measured by Teapots of Steam. 1 being just a little steam and 5 being… well…. you get the picture.


The Gilded Wolves by Roshanki Chokshi Wolves

This book is caulk full of some truly amazing imagery. Chokshi certainly has a gift. I would say this novel is one part historical fiction, one part Steampunk, and one part fantasy.

A group of unlikely companions are only trying to make a better place in the world for themselves. But they strike a deal with a powerful lord that will give them far more than they bargained for. Will the pain be worth the victory?

Love Factor: 4 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 1 out of 5 Tears

Favorite Quotes: “‘Take what the world owes you by any means necessary,’ Pride had said. ‘they world has a shit memory. It will never pay its debts unless you force its hand.'”

“Sometimes she wondered if grief could break someone, for all of them bore fractures, new hollows.”


Frozen Fire by Tim Bowlerfrozen fire

Dusty is a very strong, independent teen who may be prone to get into scrapes – just like her brother used to. Now that he has gone missing and her mother has gone AWOL, it’s just Dusty and her dad. And a boy’s voice on her cell phone saying, “I’m dying.”

This book is full of twists and turns that I did not see coming. It’s a good YA thriller/mystery novel and I am glad I read.

Love Factor: 4 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears

Shout out to Sierra Ciara Droge for the book loan!


Blood Hollow by William Kent Krueger 514pWlBv+oL._SY346_

Book Four of the Cork O’Connor Series. Truth be told, I started this book over a year ago. And then put it down not too many chapters in. I think Krueger is a brilliant writer, better than some of the descriptions used in Blood Hollow. That being said, it’s still a good book and I will continue the series. The characters are just too good to leave alone.

Solemn Winter Moon, a troubled young Ojibwa man, has been accused of murder. Former Sheriff O’Connor and his Attorney Wife Jo, don’t believe guilty of the crime. But’s a tangled web of lies, mystery, and violence that they must sort through to protect the innocent.

Love Factor: 3 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears



If you would like to send me a book recommendation, become a guest reviewer, or just want to chat about any of the books in today’s issue – please feel free to email me or comment on this post!

 

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FLOYD’S BOOKCLUB – February

Welcome, to Floyd’s Book Club! Below you will find a list of the books I have read within the current month – complete with “Love,” “Weeping,” and “Donita” Factors. I even have links to the books on Amazon, for your viewing pleasure!

I sincerely hope that you find a book or two within this newsletter that catches your interest. Whether you pick one up at the library, a local bookstore, or on your E-reader – I wish you Happy Reading!

– Jana M. Floyd


Mortal Engines by Philip Reeve

Even Before I had left the movie theater, I was putting this book on hold at the library. I really liked the movie, despite the bad (in my opinion) trailers. But I knew there had to be way more story to the book, just from little snippets that didn’t seem to quite fit in the film. I was right. 😉

In a world where cities are mobile, London seeks to overtake everything. One girl, Hester Shaw, stands in their way. Though, she doesn’t know it. She is solely focused on revenge for her family.

Love Factor: 4 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears


My Favorite Half-Night Stand by Christina Lauren 

I know, I know. Yet another Lauren book. I can’t help myself. It’s such good writing!

In a world of online dating, four friends decide to use the same app to attempt to get dates for a specific event. This book is full of fun and love. I very much enjoyed it.

Love Factor: 5 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears

*Donita Factor: 3 out of 5 Teapots

*Donita Factor: This factor will tell you if there are any steamy bits in the book. The scale will be measured by Teapots of Steam. 1 being just a little steam and 5 being… well…. you get the picture.


Eternal  Life by Dara Horn

Rachel can’t die. She has lived thousands and thousands of lives. This is the story of two of them, with a smattering of eluding to others.

Love Factor: 3 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears


Chosen to Die by Lisa Jackson

I swear, I didn’t know this book was set in Montana when I picked it up. Cross my heart, hope to die. In fact, I don’t even think I read the description when I bought it from a work fundraiser. Anyhow.
The Star Crossed Killer is at it again. And this time, he takes Detective Regan Pescoli, who had been working the case. Her family, her partner, her lover – all are determined to find her before it’s too late. And Regan isn’t going to do down without a fight.
Love Factor: 4 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears


The Winter Soldier by Daniel Mason

Following the romantic idea of war, medical student Lucius joins the efforts of World War I. What he finds is a gruesome hospital that he is woefully under-qualified to run.  Luckily, a nun teaches him how to be a doctor. And of course, they fall for each other.

Love Factor: 3 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears

**Be advised, this book has some pretty graphic war descriptions.


When All The Men Were Gone by Marjorie Herrera Lewis

Based on a true story. In the middle of WWII, a small Texas town finds itself without a high school football coach. There is no one left to take the job but Tylene Wilson, a woman who knows the game better than most men. This book attempts to convey the difficulties leading up to the first game.
Love Factor: 3 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears


The Mermaid and Mrs. Hancock by Imogen Hermes Gowar

I do believe that I picked this book up solely based on the title.

Mr. Hancock becomes the owner of a mermaid, through doing of his own. This sets off a chain of events for several characters within their cites and leads to consequences no one could have imagined.

I wouldn’t say this is an easy book to fly through. In fact, it took me far longer than I wanted it to. The core story is good. But I didn’t care about the side characters enough to be completely sucked in.

Love Factor: 3 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears


Far From the Maddening Crowd by Thomas Hardy

I loved this film (2015) and I loved the soundtrack even more. Having now read the novel itself, I would say the film follows fairly close to the original plot line.

Bathsheba Everdene comes to be the mistress of her late uncle’s estate and farm. While trying to manage her new enterprise, she is also quite taken with ideas of love and romance. A trio of men vie for her attentions.

I definitely consider this one of the classics.

Love Factor: 4 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears



If you would like to send me a book recommendation, become a guest reviewer, or just want to chat about any of the books in today’s issue – please feel free to email me or comment on this post!

 

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FLOYD’S BOOK CLUB – January

Welcome, to Floyd’s Book Club! Below you will find a list of the books I have read within the current month – complete with “Love,” “Weeping,” and “Donita” Factors. I even have links to the books on Amazon, for your viewing pleasure!

I sincerely hope that you find a book or two within this newsletter that catches your interest. Whether you pick one up at the library, a local bookstore, or on your E-reader – I wish you Happy Reading!

– Jana M. Floyd

P.S. This month has a ton of romance books! #sorrynotsorry I have been attempting to fall in love with romance again. As with all books, some were great, some… not so much.



Floyd’s Book Club – Issue 27



Honor Bound by Sandra Brown

This book. Man. Normally, I try not to dissuade you from being interested in the books on this list. But this one. Don’t do it. Just, no. The main male character is a jerk (and jerk is kind of an understatement). The main female character just plays along like its all normal and he will change and become a better person eventually.  Just, this books is everything wrong with patriotical relationships. Don’t do it.

Love Factor: -40 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears

*Donita Factor: 3 out of 5 Teapots

*Donita Factor: This factor will tell you if there are any steamy bits in the book. The scale will be measured by Teapots of Steam. 1 being just a little steam and 5 being… well…. you get the picture.


Wild Montana Skies by Susan May Warren

I was pretty excited about this book, being that it was set in my home territory of Montana.

High-School Sweethearts are thrown back together 13 years after a pretty dramatic breakup. The Country Music Star and Army Vet are both battling their own inner wars. It’s a quick read if you are looking for a little Christian romance.

Love Factor: 2 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears


Courting the Cowboy by Carolyne Aarsen

Yet another Christian romance. I didn’t really pick up these up intentionally. It just kind of happened.
This book features a widow and widower with three kids. There isn’t an instant attraction. But despite several ‘hurdles,’ there is a proposal at the end of the book.
Love Factor: 2 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears


The Witch Doesn’t Burn in This One by Amanda Lovelace

Oh. This book. Some of the best and feistiest poetry I’ve ever read. I’d recommend it to anyone.
Love Factor: 5 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 2 out of 5 Tears

*Warning: There are some sensitive topics in this one.


Roomies by Christina Lauren

This might be the first book I’ve read this month that has started to melt my stony heart. I read Hating You, Loving You some months ago (as some of you may remember) and I loved it. Lauren did not let me down with this one.

While floundering through a life, in which she feels she has no purpose, 20 something Holland develops a secret crush on a dashing street musician. When her famous uncle needs a replacement for his smash Broadway hit, Holland knows just where to find him! However, she didn’t really count on deciding to marry him in order to save his dreams from being dashed on the subway rails.

Love Factor: 5 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears

Donita Factor: 3 out of 5 Teapots


Love and Other Words by Christina Lauren

Okay. This one really started to work on my heart. Though, I will admit to almost not wanting the main characters to get together in the end. Just so I could use it to figure out my own life. Selfish. I know.

Childhood soulmates meet again after eleven years of silence. Need I say more?

Love Factor: 5 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 1 out of 5 Tears

Donita Factor: 3 out of 5 Teapots

Favorite Quotes: “It never occurred to me that love could be anything other than all-consuming. Even as a child, I knew I never wanted anything less.”


Almost Everything by Anne Lamott

Oh, Anne Lamott. You are a treasure. I don’t know that I absorbed everything I could from this collection of essays. In fact, I could probably read them a dozen more and still not pick up on everything. But her words are magic. Read them.

Love Factor: 5 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 1 out of 5 Tears

Favorite Quotes: “Almost everyone is screwed up, broken, clingy, scared, and yet designed for joy.”


Everless by Sara Holland

I believe I saw a facebook ad for this little nugget. Something about fans of Maas’ ACOTAR books loving Everless. While it wasn’t up to ACTOAR caliber, it was still a good read. I already have the next one on hold at the library.

Jules finds herself working at Everless, the childhood home she was never supposed to return to. The danger she finds there will do more than cost her time (the kingdom’s currency), it very well may cost her her life.

Love Factor: 4 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears


Beautiful Stranger by Christina Lauren

Ah. This one is dirty. Really, really, ‘dirty.’
Sara Dillon has just ended a long term relationship and moved to New York. She wants fun, adventure, something completely outside of herself. Enter British Playboy Max. While the first part of the book was mostly sex, the latter half had a pretty decent plot line that tug on heartstrings.
Love Factor: 5 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears

*Donita Factor: 5 out of 5 Teapots


Come Sundown by Nora Roberts

My first Robert’s novel! I don’t know if that’s a good thing or not. This one is another romance, obviously. And I liked it.
One part romance, one part thriller, one part mystery. Come Sundown revolves around one family in Montana and their resort. If you don’t fall in love with some of these characters… there might be something wrong with you. And it’s Montana. So…
Love Factor: 4 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 2 out of 5 Tears

*Donita Factor: 2 out of 5 Teapots


Sharp Objects by Gillian Flynn

I don’t think this book is for the faint of heart – there are some pretty disturbing ideas of mental health, murder, and a very unreliable narrator. However, Flynn accomplishes all this quite beautifully.

Camille Preaker is forced to go back to her hometown to cover serial murders for her Chicago newspaper. Not only does she find herself in the middle of a very odd case, but she also finds herself back in the middle of a life she thought she had escaped.

Love Factor: 3 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears

*Donita Factor: 2 out of 5 Teapots


Divergent by Veronica Roth

I know I am way behind the trend on this one. In fact, I am pretty sure my friend loaned me whole series 2 1/2 or 3 years ago. Better late than never, maybe?

In the world of Divergent, every 16-year-old must choose a faction – which will determine the rest of their entire lives. Tris, chooses to walk away from her family and their faction to join Dauntless. The brave, the courageous. But is she actually Dauntless? Can she make it through the initiation process? Only time, and a series of insane tests, will tell.

Love Factor: 4 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears


Insurgent by Veronica Roth

The second book of Divergent series. And I’m still rolling. 😀

 

Love Factor: 3.5 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears


Alligent By Veronica Roth

Well. I really liked the first book. Thought the second book was okay. But I was slightly disappointed by this third and final book of the series.  No spoilers, I promise. But it was confusing that the first two books were from one point of view, while the third one jumped around. I’m getting the movies from the library this weekend. I am curious to see how that goes.

Love Factor: 3 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears


The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern

A circus fantasy beyond your wildest dreams come to life. And behind the scenes, there is a deadly magic game being played.

This book is full of wonderful imagery and imagination. However, you will have to be able to keep up with all the jumping around that it does. 🙂

Love Factor: 3 out of 5 Hearts

Weeping Factor: 0 out of 5 Tears


If you would like to send me a book recommendation, become a guest reviewer, or just want to chat about any of the books in today’s issue – please feel free to email me or comment on this post!

 

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Paradise Valley Sneak-Peek

Chapter 1 – The Mud Puddle

Her hand slammed against the steering wheel, announcing her frustration not only to herself but also to the small rental car and anything that happened to be within a fifty-yard radius. Claire immediately soothingly and lovingly stroked the car’s dashboard in apology. She didn’t want to jinx anything, she was having bad enough luck as it was.
“I’m sorry, baby,” she cooed. “It would just be nice, you know, if I knew where the hell I was.”
She had been driving for two hours, but she had been covering the same stretch of road for the last thirty or forty minutes. Back and forth, back and forth over the packed dirt that Claire hardly considered an actual road. The spify smart car she had rented was covered in a thick layer of fine Montana road dust and more than a few dead bugs decorated the windshield.
“Drive out to the ranch they said,” Claire muttered to her car in a disgruntled voice. “It will be fun they said. You’ll get lots of work done on a writing holiday they said.” Her voice trailed off but the muttering continued in an inaudible, nonsensical kind of way.
The directions to the ‘paradise’ she booked for her ‘writing holiday’ were balled up on the passenger floorboard of the car. They had been smoothed and re-crumpled more than once since she had set out driving in this godforsaken place. The man had said they were precise instructions. Precise her ass. She had read them over dozens of times now, and she was no closer to the ranch than when she had left the Missoula Airport.
Claire reached down and tried to grab at them, again. They were just out of her reach. She took her eyes off the road, only for a second, stretching her arm out like Gumby. Her fingertips brushed the paper and somehow she was able to grasp it. “Ha!” her triumphant hoot filled the tiny car. Claire looked back up to the road, directions in hand. As she did, she caught a flash of fur skittering across the road right in front of her. She slammed down on the brake pedal automatically and her scream echoed in the car as she came to a screeching halt, seatbelt locking and holding her in place.
Claire sat for a moment, dragging in deep breaths, trying to recover. There was no sign of the whatever animal the fur had belonged to on the road.
“Go into the wilderness they said…”
She hadn’t even seen what kind of animal it was, not that she would recognize any if she had. Unless it was a rat. Cities had rats. She definitely knew what rats looked like. But for all she knew, she could have just seen an evil buffalo or a moose that had clearly been trying to murder her. Which did seem a little rude, since it was her first visit to the treasure state.
Her hands were only shaking a little as they smoothed out the hopelessly crinkled paper that contained the useless directions. Claire read the instructions over again, twice, out loud.
“Do they make sense to you?” she asked the car, only half joking. Of course, it didn’t answer. She sighed, resigned to her hopeless fate and said, “I guess we will just go back to the main highway and start over.”
Claire turned the car around carefully and then laid her foot down on the gas pedal. She knew where the main highway was, she had been back to it once before. The little car flew down the road, kicking up the dust that seemed to have settled over the road from decades of neglect.
“It’s probably not even a real place,” Claire continued to talk to the car, hoping it would ease her mounting frustrations. “They took my deposit and are having a cold, cheap beer, PBR no doubt, at my expense at some no name, hole in the wall bar. Getting a good laugh about how they pulled another one over on the city folk.”
She swerved to miss a carter of a pothole. The little car wobbled in protest, but she didn’t let her foot off the gas pedal.
“Or they lured me out here to kill me and leave my body in small bits all down the countryside. Wasn’t the Unabomber from Montana?”
Her cell phone chimed. “Great, we are back in cell phone range,” Claire grumbled to the car. It didn’t respond but kept pushing down the road. She had heard that phone coverage was sketchy at best in the wilderness, but she was going to a ranch. Surely a wide-open ranch range would have cell phone coverage. Too bad that wasn’t the first thing, nor the last thing, she was sure to be dead wrong about on this trip. And she had only been out of the city for a grand total of eight hours.
Claire practically jumped out of her skin when Ed Sheeran’s “Galway Girl” filled the rental car with a crescendo. “For heaven’s sake!” she exclaimed as she reached for the phone that sitting in one of the car’s cup holders. She punched the phone icon and then put the call on speaker.
“Darling!” the melodious voice of her best friend filled the car. “Are you there? Is it as beautiful as everyone says it is? Are there lots of shirtless cowboys banging down your door looking to bang you?”
Claire burst out into laughter, despite herself. Grace had always been able to get her to laugh, no matter the circumstances. She was the ying to Claire’s yang. Which is why they made such a kick-ass writer/editor team.
“No. No men. Sorry to disappoint you,” Claire apologized in a very over the top kind of voice.
“What? That can’t be true,” Grace countered. “Have you at least seen some yummy ones?”
“Actually, I haven’t seen a soul in more than an hour. Save for that furry thing I almost hit.”
“You fly out to Montana and suddenly you are an animal killer? For shame Claire.”
Claire laughed, despite the chastisement. “It ran out in front of the car. I think it was trying to kill me, whatever it was.”
She had reached the main highway and swung the car around, determined to follow the directions to the letter.
“If you say so,” Grace admonished. “But seriously, how is the cabin? Do you think you’ll survive your writing holiday?” The way that she said the words ‘writing holiday,’ Claire knew Grace was making air quotes with her hands on the other end of the line.
“I haven’t seen it yet. I don’t even know where I am at this point. The directions I was given are completely useless. I’ve been driving the same stretch of road I’ve been on for an hour. Everything looks the same. I’m supposed to be looking for some sort of turn off… but I haven’t seen anything but grass. Grace? Grace? Are you there?” Claire glanced down at the cell phone when she didn’t get an answer.
“Of course the call dropped. Why wouldn’t the call drop? I’m in the middle of nowhere!” She slammed down on the brake pedal, just to emphasize her frustration to the poor rental car. It lurched to a stop immediately and then waited silently for its driver’s next move.
Claire looked around, her head swiveling this way and that. All she saw was grass, blowing in the wind, for miles and miles and miles all around. The words empty prairie come to mind, she thought. But then she caught a glimpse of what could have been considered a dirt road a few yards behind her. She threw the car in reverse and slowly backed up to it as if it might disappear if she approached it to fast. She eyed the road with all the suspicion of a distrustful detective and snatched the directions from the passenger seat. Her eyes quickly scanned the document.
Suddenly she thrust the paper in the air and cried, “Victory!”
A flock of birds choose that exact moment to take flight from the bush, scaring the hell out of her. Claire screamed and then narrowed her eyes as she watched them grow small in the distance. But she was not to be deterred. Her small victory tasted too sweet. She quickly threw the car in drive and whipped onto the dirt road. Maybe this adventure wouldn’t turn out so bad after all. One can only hope, she told herself.

 


 

Patrick Cole had watched the tiny car come up and down the main road a few times, now. It was one of those ‘smart cars.’ He never did understand what was so smart about it. Around these parts, they joked that if you hit a squirrel, let alone a deer or even a raccoon, you would probably die. Everyone always got a good laugh out of that joke and he figured it was just about true. Smart car indeed. Smart not to drive one in this country, more like.
Cole suspected the car’s driver was his new ‘guest’. The only place he knew to rent such a car was the Missoula airport, he didn’t think they had them up in Kalispell, yet. Yes siry. That little annoying thing, zipping around like a lunatic had to be searching for his ranch. He was already beginning to regret the decision to rent out the small cabin, and it hadn’t even started yet.
It had all been Julie’s idea. But to no one’s surprise, she was nowhere to be found now and all the responsibility fell on his shoulders. Par for the course, really.
Foolish, that was what he had been. But the ranch needed the income. And now that his guest was here, he supposed he couldn’t turn them away. But then again, if the little smart car and its driver never found the driveway, he couldn’t exactly be held responsible for that, could he?
The smart car went cruising past his drive, again. Cole couldn’t help but let loose a small chuckle. He thought he had given pretty clear directions to Paradise Valley Ranch. Turn off the main highway 3/4 a mile past mile marker 136, ten miles after the turnoff and past the boulder that looked like a buffalo, turn on the dirt road, and follow that up to the main house. It was all pretty straightforward as far as he was concerned.
Just then, the car braked hard and skidded to a stop. Buck raised his head quickly from the gopher hole he had been vigorously investigating. The blue heeler cocked his head at Cole. “I have no idea, buddy,” Cole answered the silent question, shaking his head in wonder. “I have no idea.”
The dog stuck his nose back to the ground, clearly deciding the smart car excitement did not take precedence over gopher holes. Cole figured the dog had the right idea and went back to tightening the fence line he had been working on. Though, he couldn’t help but notice when the car shifted into reverse and jolted back to the front of his drive.
He grunted in amusement as the tiny car whipped itself onto the driveway and began to barrel its way toward the main house. This was surely going to be some kind of adventure. Or some giant pain in the ass. Probably the later, Cole decided. Buck yipped his agreement as he furiously dug into the rain-soaked soil.
Just then, a tiny, whining sound filled the open air. Buck and Cole both jerked their heads up at the same time. Cole didn’t realize what it was until he saw the tiny car jerking toward a puddle. It was a mud puddle that stretched almost across the entirety of his driveway. He barked out a harsh laugh before he could stop himself.
“Most people have sense enough to drive around a puddle that size,” he told the dog, who was also watching the car’s progress with rabid attention.
Sure enough, the car made it almost exactly halfway through the puddle, then slowed, and then it sunk to a stop. It sat, quiet, for a moment and then the driver must have pushed the gas pedal down hard because the little tires started spinning as if their lives depended on. Then the brake lights lit up and the tiny car jerked, but it definitely hadn’t made any progress toward dry land.
Buck snorted. The cycle repeated itself two or three times, while Cole and his dog stood watching the spectacle. You’d have to pay good money in the city to see a routine like this, Cole thought, more amused than he probably should have been – given that he was about to be hosting this mess.
Finally, Cole sighed and started gathering up his tools. “Best go pull that car out,” he told the dog. “It’s only gonna sink deeper doing that. Foolhardy city folk…don’t know nothing about nothing.”
He finished loading the tools onto the 4-wheeler and then climbed on. He started the old purring beast in one kick. Maybe it was going to be a lucky day after all because that certainly never happened. Cole was always telling the old piece of machinery that he was going to replace it, which only seemed to make it refuse to turn over with more and more frequency.
Buck was studiously ignoring Cole and frantically digging at a hole, desperate to get at something buried deep inside. Cole waited for half a second, and when the dog didn’t budge he whistled, sharp and short. The blue-heeler took off at a dead run and then launched himself onto the back of the 4-wheeler. He looked up at Cole with a load of false innocence in his eyes, his tongue was hanging out of his happy, grinning face.
Cole rolled his eyes but couldn’t keep himself from rubbing the dog’s head and scratching behind its ears. Damn dog had him wrapped around his paw, that was for certain sure. Cole huffed a laugh at the pup and then shifted the 4-wheeler out of neutral and into first gear.
“Best go recuse the damsel in distress,” he told the dog and hit the gas. After a moment of consideration, he added, “And her tiny, useless car.”

Help an Author out!

Hey peeps! I am working on a new project and need come help naming a new character! The character is a 30 something ranch hand. What should his name be?? Tell me what you think!

And Merry Friday!