Rosie’s #Bookreview Team #RBRT Rusticles by @rlgransden #Shortstory collection

Today’s team review is from Judith, she blogs at

#RBRT Review Team

Judith has been reading Rusticles by Rebecca Gransden


My Review:

I am unfamiliar with this author’s work so the first time I read each story two thoughts struck me: they are unique in that they are written in an oblique style difficult to grasp initially; much is implied within phrases and partial , seemingly unfinished dialogue. And secondly, that  these tales are almost poetic prose. I say almost, because for me, they stopped just short of creating flowing images; the pictures they create are elusive. And this, I think, is what Rebecca Gransden is aiming for in Rusticles; that tenuousness grasp of understanding. So that the readers is forced to interpret each story in their own way. This place, Hilligoss, is filled with characters that tell a tale, a moment in their time, of their lives, through an individualistic, idiosyncratic point of view. I suppose there is no right or wrong way for the reader to decode what they are reading.

I liked the cover; the blending of the colours, the vague images. The way the eye is led to the light. The rust shades that reflect the title. Said aloud the title rolls of the tongue. I had to look up the meaning of the word. The interpretation is as follows:

A rusticle is a formation of rust similar to an icicle or stalactite in appearance that occurs underwater when wrought iron oxidizes. They may be familiar from underwater photographs of shipwrecks, such as the RMS Titanic and the German battleship Bismarck. Rusticles are created by microbes that consume iron.

So it’s a clever title. I just wasn’t sure of the stories. They weren’t really to my taste as a reader. But I may be missing the whole point of this book. I’d be interested to see what other readers think.

Book Description

In Hilligoss, a tired man searches for a son, a flamingo enthrals the night, and fireworks light up the lost. In these stories and more, Rusticles offers a meandering tour through backroads bathed in half light, where shadows play along the verges and whispers of the past assault daydreams of the present. Walk the worn pathways of Hilligoss.

About the author

Rebecca Gransden

This author has always lived by the sea.

She tends to write about the edges of things so if you inhabit the fringes you may find something to like.

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Rosie’s #Bookreview Team #RBRT Magic Fishing Panties by @KimDalferes

Today’s team book review comes from Judith, she blogs at

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Judith chose to read and review Magic Fishing Panties by Kimberly Dalferes


I gave Magic Fishing Panties 4* out of 5

First of all I’d like to thank Rosie Amber and  Kimberly J. Dalferes  for giving me this opportunity to review this book

I need to say nothing more than I loved he Magic Fishing Panties by Kim Dalferes. But, of course I will, because I want more people to read this fabulous collection of short stories and essays. I read it one sitting, ignoring all the ‘to-do’ tasks that were indelibly printed on my brain until I picked up this book and started reading. It’s a long time since I indulged myself like this and I’m not sorry. The author’s voice shines through in each story, whether it’s one that makes you laugh out loud, sigh with nostalgis or weep (which one or two did to me!) And there are a few that make you sit back and think, perhaps shake your head in amazement at the obtuse, insensitive attitude of some people, and then wonder at  Kim Dalferes’ ability to retain a sense of humour.. And be able to craft a story about  it with such skill.

Picture the scene: The school bus, too early to pick up the children on the other side of an intersection (crossroads for UK readers) parked right in the middle until the driver decides it’s the correct time and blocking all traffic.

Enter Kim Dalferes …

“‘Did any other adult offer assistance? Nada. Not a single one…I soon found myself juggling leash, tugging dog, and blue plastic poop bag precariously with my right hand, my coffee mug in the left, and directing traffic through the intersection while simultaneously shooing children out of the road …”

It’s just part of one of many hilarious passages. Kim Dalferes interweaves reality, poignancy, honesty (at whatever cost to herself) and comedy. I can heartily recommend the Magic Fishing Panties .

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