January 13th, 2016

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Blog Tour: Resurrecting Hope (Home for Hope #2) by Shell Taylor

Resurrecting Hope (Home for Hope #2) by Shell Taylor
Paperback: 200 pages
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press (December 25, 2015)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1634767438
ISBN-13: 978-1634767439
Amazon: Resurrecting Hope (Home for Hope #2)
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BLURB: Adam Lancaster can’t imagine how his life could possibly get any better. He’s on the cusp of moving in with his boyfriend, Elijah Langley. Their charge, Kollin Haverty, finally has a loving, stable home environment, and Home for Hope is up and running, keeping over fifteen LGBT youth off the streets at night. One phone call from his birth mother, Jessica Lancaster, is all it takes to unravel Adam’s carefully constructed new life.
Informing Adam his grandfather has died, Jessica expresses remorse for abandoning Adam to the state and begs him for a chance to be part of his life again. Jessica’s true colors eventually shine through her façade, and Adam is devastated all over again when he discovers she is only using him to get her hands on the valuable inheritance his grandfather left him. Jessica’s betrayal forces Adam so far inside his own hell, not even Elijah or Kollin can keep him from abandoning all of his responsibilities and running away. Adam will have to dig deep to find the strength to confront his birth parents, heal once and for all, and earn back his place with his new family.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Shell Taylor is a full-time mother of three exuberant and loving kiddos and one fur baby, a tiny but fierce Yorkie-poo named Rocco. As a Christian who practices love, grace, and humility rather than hatred and judgement, she tries her best to instill these same virtues in her rowdy kids. She just recently learned how to crochet to start bombarding new mothers with matching hats and booties. She is a huge Marvel fan and because of the superhero-plastered tees paired with jeans and Chucks has been told when helping out in her son’s classroom that she looks more like the students than a parent. Her favorite way to procrastinate is to binge watch entire seasons on Netflix. Best of all, she’s been married ten years to a man who’s turned out to be everything she never knew she needed.

Thanks for having me! This is a fun little snippet between Kollin and Elijah where Elijah is teasing Kollin about the boy he likes. (Love me some Kollin!) Enjoy!

KOLLIN PROPPED his foot up on the dashboard of the eight-passenger van as Eli maneuvered into the light Durham traffic. He’d volunteered to ride up front with Eli to help keep him awake during the last leg of the trip. Kollin had talked Jase into going on the trip and felt guilty for abandoning him on the way back. They had a blast on the tour, but Jase passed out almost immediately against the window of the van with his jacket shoved beneath his cheek. His long, dark ringlets lay in disarray against his makeshift pillow, and his mouth hung slightly open. Kollin grinned when he saw Jase twitch in his sleep.
He’d just had his first date—and a successful one at that. He could still feel Jase’s fingers threading through his when Kollin finally grew a pair and grabbed his hand. Jase had squeezed his fingers and smiled shyly at Kollin.
Handholding equaled date. Right?
“What has you smiling?” Eli asked quietly. “Or should I say who?”
“Shut. Up,” Kollin answered, struggling to stifle his smile. The day before he’d done the one thing he swore he’d never ever do, and asked Eli for dating advice. Obviously he went to Adam first, but Adam vaguely shook his head and told him to ask someone else. Shocked, Kollin tried to remember a time Adam had ever turned him down—but he’d also been in a piss-ass mood ever since his mom called. Who the hell knew how long that would last? Patience didn’t exactly rank high on Kollin’s list of virtues. And since he felt like the only person at the center who’d barely even had a first kiss, he caved and asked Eli, who simply told him to man up and make a move.
“It’s easy,” he’d said.
Yeah, right. The damn butterflies in Kollin’s stomach would’ve argued otherwise, but he did it, and he had to admit he owed Eli a little credit.
Eli nudged Kollin’s elbow. “Looked like things were cozy between you two tonight.”
“Oh my gosh. Will you shut up? You’re going to wake him.”
“Yeah, right. He’s out like a light. Are you two going steady? Do they still call it going steady?”
Kollin buried his head in his hands and held back a laugh. “You’re so old. No. They don’t call it that. We’re only hanging out. Okay? Can we drop it now?”
“Sure thing, buddy,” Eli said, laughing. “What do you want to talk about? You’re supposed to be keeping me awake.”

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Queer Places: Lichfield Cathedral & Bishop’s Palace

Address: Lichfield Cathedral & Bishop’s Palace, 19A The Close, Lichfield, Staffordshire WS13 7LD, UK

Lichfield Cathedral is situated in Lichfield, Staffordshire, England. It is the only medieval English cathedral with three spires. The Diocese of Lichfield covers all of Staffordshire, much of Shropshire and part of the Black Country and West Midlands. The present bishop is the Right Reverend Jonathan Gledhill, the 98th Lord Bishop of Lichfield.
Anna Seward (12 December 1742 – 25 March 1809) was a long eighteenth century English Romantic poet, often called the Swan of Lichfield. Seward was the eldest of two surviving daughters of Thomas Seward (1708–1790), prebendary of Lichfield and Salisbury, and author, and his wife Elizabeth.

In 1749 her father was appointed to a position as Canon-Residentiary at Lichfield Cathedral and the family moved to that city, where her father educated her entirely at home. They lived in the Bishop's Palace in the Cathedral Close. When a family friend, Mrs. Edward Sneyd, died in 1756, the Sewards took in one of her daughters, Honora Sneyd, who became an 'adopted' foster sister to Anna. Honora was nine years younger than Anna. Anna Seward describes how she and her sister first met Honora, on returning from a walk, in her poem The Anniversary (1769). Sarah (known as 'Sally') died suddenly at the age of nineteen of typhus (1764). Sarah was said to be of admirable character, but less talented than her sister. Anna consoled herself with her affection for Honora Sneyd, as she describes in Visions, written a few days after her sister's death. In the poem she expresses the hope that Honora ('this transplanted flower') will replace her sister (whom she refers to as 'Alinda') in her and her parents affections. She was devastated and outraged by Honora’s marriage to Richard Lowell Edgeworth in 1773 and literally went into mourning. Even after Honora’s death in 1780, Honora remained an important figure in Seward’s interior life.

Anna Seward continued to live at the Bishop's Palace all her life, caring for her father during the last ten years of his life, after he had suffered a stroke. When he died in 1790, he left her financially independent with an income of ₤400 per annum. She spent the rest of her life at the Palace, till her death in 1809.
There is a plaque to Anna Seward (spelled “Anne”, which is the spelling she used in her will) in Lichfield Cathedral. “Anne Seward died March 25th, 1809, aged 66. By her order this monument is erected: To the memory of her Father, the Rev. Thomas Seward, M.A. Canon Residentiary of this Cathedral, who died March 4th, 1790, aged 81: of her Mother, Elizabeth, his wife, daughter of the Rev. John Hunter, who died July 31st, 1780, aged 66: and of her sister, Sarah, their younger daughter, who died June 13th, 1763, aged 20.
(on a lower marble plaque, from a poem written for the occasion by Sir Walter Scott, Anna Seward’s friend and literary executor)
Amid these aisles, where once his precepts shew’d
The heavenward pathway, which in life he trod,
This simple tablet marks a Father’s bier,
And those he lov’d in life, in death are near;
For him, for them, a Daughter bade it rise,
Memorial of domestic Charities,
Still would you know – why o’er the marble spread,
In female grace the willow drops her head?
Why on her branches, silent and unstrung,
The minstrel harp is emblematic hung?
What Poet’s voice lies smother’d here in dust,
Till wak’d to join the chorus of the just?
Lo! One brief line an answer sad supplies,
Honour’d, belov’d, and mourn’d, here Seward lies;
Her worth, her warmth of heart, our sorrows say,
Go seek her Genius in her living lay.”

A full-length figure of a bare-brested woman draped in classical robes sits upon a low stool, carrying a scroll in her right hand and with her head in her left hand in a gesture of grief and despair. Her left elbow rests on the coffin containing the body of the deceased person for whom she is grieving. Behind her is a willow tree, often associated with weeping and sorrow, and from it hangs a harp, the traditional attribute of a poet.
The monument originally stood in the aisle of the north transept, but was moved to its present position during Sir Gilbert Scott’s 19th century restoration of the cathedral.


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