On May 28th, author Vicki Atkinson officially published Slivers, her second book and first foray into fiction.
In less than a month, this imaginative and creepy tale has already received many strong reviews. There were rumors that perhaps a good-natured βsliverβ appeared at her book launch inside the historic mansion βBarringtonβs White House,β which Iβve learned has a rich history and truly oozes atmosphere. Could you ask for a better backdrop? Hereβs a link to Vickiβs post about the evening:
Although I had the amazing opportunity to write a book blurb for this release, I wanted to share a few more thoughts.
As the fast-paced story swept me along with everything from nervous teens experiencing paranormal behaviors to a ghost man in the attic to a huge betrayal of a name and a destiny, there were moments and descriptions, where I slowed down to take in Vickiβs love of writing. Hereβs one example:
βJane didnβt understand the pecking order in her momβs garden, but it seemed the tomatoes ruled, followed by the pepper plants. And the roses and tiger lilies were second-class all the way. Regularly ridiculed by the vegetables for being all show and no substance, their petals drooped and swayed. Minimized. A feeling Jane understood.β I love that.
I changed pronouns for this example (I donβt want to hint at spoilers):
βAs βtheyβ sauntered through the backyard, they looked like a cocky band of hoodlums. Bold and brazen-shoulders back, chins up. A warning shot with extra swagger-directed at the house and others.β Yes!
Speaking of the house, Vicki made it an important character in the story. This house was often moody, and physically manifested those moods with creepy supernatural activities like the front door βexpanding and contracting, concave to convex. Like it was breathing.β Whoa.
I think my favorite part was when Vicki drew a straight line from 1973 back to the 1600s. This is where the charactersβ ancestry startsβin Scotland! And this is when their familiesβ mystical responsibilities began, moving through the centuries to the present. We better understand the long sorrows of the slivers and the role of the Hiraeth. Fascinating. Enough said.
Well, almost. Please read the Authorβs Notes which shifts the entire story to one that is closer to real family history.
To purchase “Slivers”, click HERE
Vicki Atkinson started in non-fiction, publishing her own heart-breaking story of βresilience and love.β If you get a chance, I highly recommend βSurviving Sue.β Sue was Vickiβs mother who battled alcohol, Alzheimerβs, anxiety, depression, and Munchausenβs.
To purchase “Surviving Sue”, click HERE.
To learn more about Dr. Victoria Atkinson, click HERE.
And just a brief wave of βIβll see you soonβ as I start my annual break (just for a few weeks) to devote all writing time to my WIP and enjoy some summer activities too. I try to check in on blogs as time allows, so youβll probably see me in the comments.
For further reviews on “Slivers”, click on this Goodreads link:
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/252209703-slivers
Here’s the book blurb and my thoughts when I first finished reading Slivers. Today’s post includes new thoughts as I read it again. (I wanted the writing quotes.) A celebration indeed!
Happy summer all.

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