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| The Tenth Walker by Lindelea | 5 Review(s) |
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| Dreamflower | Reviewed Chapter: 90 on 3/21/2022 |
| Well, here it comes. You know, after so many years, I have the movie version stuck fast in my head, but your descriptions brought the book scene clearly to my mind. Author Reply: I am remiss in answering reviews, and so I apologize. Thank you for the encouraging words and taking the time to leave your thoughts. (((hugs))) | |
| Larner | Reviewed Chapter: 90 on 10/20/2018 |
| Hard to read of this. He knows of the reality of danger, and has memories passed on by his mam. And he knows how to hide in plain sight. Indeed a wise pony! Author Reply: The next part I am really dreading is the wolves. Thanks! Glad to hear from you. | |
| Dreamflower | Reviewed Chapter: 90 on 10/19/2018 |
| Ah! Clever, clever Bill! Stock still, the safest thing to do with a predator who hunts by sight! Have you ever seen a possum actually "playing possum"? I have--years ago (I might have been as old as 12) my cousins and I were walking at night along the dusty dirt road that connected one cousin's home to another. This was in rural NW Florida, and my eldest cousin led the way with a flashlight, when we saw a movement at the side of the road. She turned the light at it, there was what looked like a baby possum laying perfectly still. We watched for ages, debating whether it was alive or not. My cousin moved the light away for a brief instant, and in that second of darkness, we heard it scurry, and by the time she swung the light back it was gone. Fascinating. Author Reply: It is fascinating, indeed! We had a possum in our back yard in the days of Jiffy (the original Alsatian writing partner, who would lie on my feet while I wrote, until she'd had enough and would get up and nudge me with her sharply pointed muzzle to tell me enough was enough and it was time to get outdoors, breathe fresh air, and play). I don't remember exactly how it came about, but what I do have is a clear memory of us all standing in a semi-circle in the dark, a "dead" possum lying there, partly under a bush. It really did look dead, its eyes open and glazed, its mouth open in a frozen snarl. Jiffy jumped in and nudged it, hard, and it never moved. I grabbed her by the collar and dragged her out of the back yard. The children followed. In the morning, the possum was gone. Thanks! It's lovely to be back. | |
| KathyG | Reviewed Chapter: 90 on 10/16/2018 |
| Scary! I sure hope that poor Bill won't have to remain frozen much longer. Author Reply: The book says that Strider and Sam remained under the holly bush until the birds were gone. They came from the south and flew to north and west, so it sounds like they crossed over Hollin in their searching, but didn't keep circling, maybe because they didn't see anything as they passed over. Kind of like a prowling cat missing a motionless mouse and continuing on, perhaps. Luckily. Whew! Thanks! | |
| shirebound | Reviewed Chapter: 90 on 10/16/2018 |
| this loud silence... Such a perfect description! Author Reply: Thank you! Bill has a way with words... | |