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Just Don't Mention It Review | BLOG TOUR

Just Don't Mention It
Rating: 5/5
Buy or Borrow: Buy
Source: Copy courtesy of Ink Road (released 21st June 2018)

At seventeen, Tyler Bruce is hot – a hot mess. His girlfriend is a knockout, his reputation untouchable, parties are nothing without him. Even his car is unreal. But inside Tyler is in ruins – and he'll stop at nothing to keep that a secret.

Then one summer Eden comes to stay. She's upfront, sharp and far more enticing than a stepsister should be. She also sees straight through Tyler's bad boy fa├žade … to the vulnerable kid within. The quiet kid who took all the punches.

As irresistible and dazzling as its Californian backdrop, Just Don’t Mention It is Tyler's story – his heart-stopping tale of past hurt, finding hope and figuring out who the hell he wants to be.

I am so excited to be on the Just Don't Mention It blog tour today. Check out my 5 starred review below...

Guest Post: The Middle Ages (Mirror Magic Blog Tour)

 Hello everybody! Today, I have the amazing Claire Fayers on my blog, talking about her new book, Mirror Magic. I am so in love with this book, which is why I'm so excited to have Claire on my blog talking all thing magic in the Middle Ages.

Mirror Magic imagines a world exactly like our own but with one big difference – magic exists. Fairy mirrors connect us to the Unworld where the Fair Folk have promised to provide magical goods and services to anyone who asks.
The story starts in 1842, when most mirrors have stopped working and only one small town on the border of Wales and England still has access to the Unworld. The Wyse Weekly Mirror (expertly designed by Jess at Macmillan Children’s Books) gives an insight into daily happenings in the last town of magic.
But what of other time periods?
What would newspapers look like if, for example, the Middle Ages had magic (and newspapers)?

Doomsday Book ‘not to include the Unworld’
King William 1 of England has confirmed that the Doomsday Book will contain information on the mortal world only and will not include the corresponding Unworld towns. It will however contain details of every magic mirror in England.
“The book is a massive undertaking,” said a spokesman for the King, “and including the Unworld will double the workload.”
The Unworld welcomed the news with its usual indifference. “Your king does not rule the Unworld,” one blue-haired man said. “He can count what he likes. It makes no difference to us.”

Magna Carta Signature Vanishes
The Council of Conjurors is demanding an explanation after the King’s signature on the Magna Carta vanished days after he signed it.
The document, promising protection for the church and conjurors was signed after much argument and disagreement. The King, it is said, never liked it.
Now, it seems, he used fairy ink to sign the treaty, knowing the ink would vanish over time. Without a signature, he claims, he is not bound by any of the promises contained therein.
The Council of Conjurors disagree. Whether the ink faded or not is immaterial. What matters is that the King did sign the treaty and there are many witnesses.
Unfortunately, all witnesses have gone into hiding.

Black Death – An Unworld Plague
The Black Death currently ravaging Europe may be the result of Unworld rats brought in with a shipment of enchanted cloth.
Several magic mirrors have been burned in an attempt to contain the plague but it has had little, if any, effect. And, far from discouraging the fashion for Unworld goods, conjurors have been busier than ever, ordering enchanted handkerchiefs and posies of flowers to protect the bearer from infection.
The Unworld has denied all responsibility for the plague but, as we all know, fairies cannot be trusted.

Check out the other stops on the Mirror Magic Blog Tour here:


***Trigger warning: depression, anxiety, suicide, self harm, mental health***

If you're a relative, or a close friend of mine, this will probably be a tough post to read. Or maybe it'll be tough for everyone. But this is my story. And I'm finally ready to share.

In April last year, I was signed off from work with my chronic illness, PoTS. My health had deteriorated rapidly, and leaving the house for a few minutes was a task in itself. With me becoming bed bound most days, and the manager of where I worked being less than sympathetic and turning into a vile bully in an attempt to get rid of me, my mental health started it's descent.

It was around mid-April that I made the decision that I didn't want to do this anymore. "This" meaning life. I turned off my emotions. I went and chopped all my hair off (this was a huge thing for me, I never touch my hair) - only to still feel nothing. It was at this point that I ordered razor blades online. It was at this point that I started to write letters to my loved ones for when the time came. If there's one thing I am, it's organised.

I was finding little enjoyment from anything in life. Social media was a toxic drug to me. But at the time, it was my only friend. I would dip in and out of pro-suicide groups; reassuring myself it was the right choice to make. During this time, I was self-harming everyday. Something my body had become well-accustomed to over the years. I'd say I was shocked at the lack of compassion from friends, but honestly? Even families struggle to understand how desperately lonely and painful it is to live with a chronic illness. I wanted control. Self-harm gave me that. It had done for 8 years. Since my chronic illness began.

That's not to say I didn't have good patches. Of course I did. Weeks would pass sometimes where I wouldn't pick up my weapon of self-destruction; nor did I think of it. But April was different.

As April turned into May, I sat in the bath ready to leave. The letters were spread on my bed; the razor blade in my hand. I laid there for hours. Until I made the decision to try one last time. Because surely life was more than this. I wrapped myself in a towel and hid away all evidence of what I had been so close to doing.

I decided to lose myself the best way I knew how: reading. The book I picked up was After the Fire. I remember posting back in December that this book had saved me from dropping out of the book blogging world; it did a lot more than that. I delved head first into the community and found things to aspire towards; things I could acheive. At the time, I was watching The Following, where I discovered Sam Underwood. He was doing a show in Edinburgh later that year - about mental health. Although anxiety ridden, and ill - I booked tickets to see him. I would be there in August, no matter what.

I connected with Sam online and ended up interviewing him about the show; an achievement I will always hold close to my heart. The deeper I got into the bookish community, the clearer the fog in my mind became. My desperation turned to determination.

On 8th July (11 months today!), I did a 24 Hour Readathon for charity. So many amazing authors were involved, and it was at that moment I realised I was getting better. That I hadn't self harmed for weeks. That life was worth living again. I slowly started going to bookish events, and meeting people who changed my life (looking at you, Liv). In April 2018, I won 2 book blogging awards and even did 2 panels (check that out here). What a crazy year it's been.

By no means is my mental health perfect now. My anxiety is still a struggle every day. But the bad days are fewer. I'm stronger. I'm a fighter. Who knows when the fight will end?

And here I am today. In recovery.

PS. I got to Sam in Edinburgh. Just like I said I would. I had one of the best, carefree nights of my life. He has since sent me a video message to congratulate me on getting better.

PPS. He performed a song called Recovery - Frank Turner. You may want to check that out.

Guest Post: The Inspirations Behind A Thousand Perfect Notes by CG Drews

Today, I have the amazing CG Drews on my blog, author of A Thousand Perfect Notes. I reviewed this book here: A Thousand Perfect Notes Review.  

Read on to find out the inspirations behind Paper Fury's debut novel...