Where Do I Start? #amreading #MFRWauthor #Blog Challenge

This week’s prompt in the #MFRWauthor 52-Week #Blog Challenge is “My biggest pet peeve in a book” to which I can only reply, “Where do I start?”

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Like a lot of readers, I don’t care for the “too-stupid-to-live” heroine. I lose patience with characters like that pretty quickly.

As a historical writer/reader, I often find myself put off by historical inaccuracies. Even if I’m still enjoying the book, I find myself mumbling to myself about incorrect use of titles/forms or address, or historical details I know are wrong. I recently quit reading a Medieval romance because the characters kept saying “Okay.” Okay is American dating from some point in the 19th c. though there are differing theories as to where it came from. But it’s definitely American.

I also don’t like books (or movies) where there is no character I can relate to or root for. I know flawed characters are great for conflict, but do they all have to be unlikable?

My newest pet peeve has to do with love scenes in carriages.

Last year, I visited Prague with a writer friend, and everywhere we went in Old Town, we had to walk on cobblestones. I understand why. The area is a UNESCO World Heritage site, which means property owners and city managers are restricted in what they can do. In the old section of Bratislava we saw workmen repairing a sidewalk with, you guessed it, new cobblestones. While they make for a picturesque setting, cobblestones are hard on the feet and knees.

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Prague cobblestones, not as smooth to walk on as they look in the picture.

One evening Rebecca and I decided to take a carriage ride around Old Town Prague, though our carriage wasn’t as spiffy as this one.

Prague Carriage

Horse-drawn carriage in Prague Old Town Square

As we rode along, we found ourselves being bounced up and down and side to side, laughing all the way. The experience reminded me of the Star Tours ride at Disneyland, though not quite that bad. At least I didn’t need to find a chiropractor the next day.

At the time I said to Rebecca that I’d never be able to read a love scene in a carriage without laughing my head off! And sure enough, the first such scene I read brought back memories of the Prague carriage ride, and I laughed all the way through the scene. Not my usual reaction to a love scene, I can assure you. At least this is one pet peeve I can laugh about.

What are your pet peeves? Leave your answer in the comments section.

Linda

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That Thing in the Pool: Childhood Memory #MFRWAuthor Blog Challenge

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It’s Week 21 of the MFRW Author 52-week Blog Challenge, and the prompt is “A childhood memory.”

I have a few vivid memories, the ones that had some meaning to my life, and it took me a while to pick one.

When I was in sixth grade, we moved to Miami, Florida and lived there for nine months, including most of the summer. As you can imagine the heat was unbearable, esp. since our little bungalow wasn’t air-conditioned. But some friends had a pool, so we spent as much time as possible there.

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One afternoon I was in the pool by myself, floating at the deep end. The adults were playing cards at a table near the shallow end. Suddenly I heard a splash from the other end of the pool, and looked over. Now, my eyesight has never been good–I’m quite near-sighted–so all I could see was a round yellow blob bouncing up and down. I was bored and curious, so I decided to see what that thing in the pool was.

As I got closer, I realized it was the baby!

At that point I rushed over and pulled her out. Thankfully, I was in time. She was sputtering and coughing, but still breathing. I remember climbing out of the pool carrying the little one and indignantly informing the adults of what had happened. They were supposed to be watching her!

After that, her folks took the little one, who was not yet two, for swimming lessons, and she took to the water like a little mermaid. I’m glad she had no traumatic memories of nearly drowning in the pool

But not every pool accident has a happy ending, and now that summer is icumen in, it’s time for all of us to be reminded of pool safety, esp. where the little ones are involved.

I hope everyone has a safe and happy Memorial Day weekend.

Linda

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