The Long Road – By Daniel B. Oliver

The long Road is a debut novel written by a brilliantly talented author, Daniel B. Oliver. (5/5 stars -from me)

About the Author

Daniel Oliver has bachelor’s degrees in both Spanish and Physician Assistant Studies. In writing his debut novel, THE LONG ROAD, he drew inspiration from his experience as a Physician Assistant in a psychiatry ward and his own struggles with mental illness and hospitalizations.

 Oliver is a resident of Baltimore, Maryland, where he enjoys the single life–and the oysters.

Synopsis

Aspiring engineer Hank Galloway wants two things in life: to snag a coveted position working for NASA and to get an accurate diagnosis of his mental illness.

Hank doesn’t realise how serious his disorder is until he’s hospitalised following a mental breakdown near his California college. Medical experts try to give him answers but can’t provide him with the peace or relief he desperately craves. Despite their assurances, his mental health keeps deteriorating.

Hanks struggles don’t just affect him; they also threaten to derail his relationship with his girlfriend. Worse still, Hank’s overbearing father demands that he move back home to Georgia and go on disability. But that would mean giving up on his dream career, and Hank isn’t ready to do that, despite his fears of suffering another breakdown. Will, Hank, achieve his goal of sending ships beyond the stars, or is he destined to remain grounded?

My Review

(Now this isn’t a book I would usually pick up to choose and read however when the Author, Daniel, contacted me about viewing his book I was already instantly drawn to it and agreed to give a full honest review on his book. A few weeks after, his fascinating and simply, yet beautifully covered book came through my door with a lovely message in side).

The long Road is a wonderfully written novel about a young man named Hank, with a dream of working for NASA, Hank values his knowledge and seems to have a pretty good head on his shoulders in terms of career.

Hank is struggling to to chase his dream with a linger mental health illness that starts to take over and try to rule his life, in turn killing his dream job. He struggles to find his own identity while battling this unknown illness.

With a domineering and quite frankly in my eyes an abusive father, Hank is still a rather kind, thoughtful and very intelligent who comes from a very wealthy family, but flips into a slightly aggressive and paranoid young man with delusional episodes, like one flips a light switch and struggles to maintain friendships/relationships due to his mental illness and having incorrect diagnosis’s.


As soon as I picked this simple looking yet beautiful book up I was instantly drawn into Hanks mind and into the world he saw. Just reading through the first few pages it is clear that something was going on that had Hank fearing for his life.

The author really has done a fantastic job at drawing his readers into the mind of Hanks and into the mind of a young person struggling with an unknown mental health illness, while still trying to pursue his life long dream of working for NASA.

Daniel Oliver introduces us to Hank in a rather… action-packed, intriguing way. My firsts op on Hank was that he was a little overly paranoid, with his thoughts quickly turning dark and making him believe that people, including his friends were out to harm him in some way. But had a clear dream and goal in mind that he wanted no interruptions from and was ready and willing to accepts the medication prescribe to him in the hopes of helping him.

I found it to be an incredibly amazing, fast and easy read as I was led on Hanks journey to being diagnosed and found myself reading it with in three days (that’s on top of daily life, and extra bits in between) and think I could have easily read this in a day had I started reading it on the weekend!

I’d recommend this book to all my friends, family and views/readers!

This isn’t a book that I would usually typically read but I am so glad that Daniel had reached out to me about his book and sent me a copy for my honest review (I do apologise that it has taken me so long to write this review out, but I spent a good time doing a lot of mental health the past couple of weeks and less on reviews).

And once again I would like to state that I would never recommend a book to you that I didn’t fully and truthfully enjoyed myself. This has been one interesting and intriguing and emotional journey that I’m glad I was able to experience with Hank and know anyone else who picks up this great novel will too!

If you would like to check this book out for yourselves, then just CLICK HERE. (It’s currently free for Kindle Addition!)

Moxie – Book Review

I have been so excited about sharing my review for Moxie as Moxie is not the typical kinda of book I usually read and was definitely far off from the usual books I’m used to reading. Due to it not being the typical book that I read I do feel the need to say that it took me a little while to get into this book but once I did?…I didn’t want to put it back down.

To get your hands on your own novel of Moxie by Alex Poppe click on one of these links below:

Amazon UK:

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/Moxie-Alex-Poppe/dp/1948954028/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=moxie+alex+poppe&qid=1553607251&s=gateway&sr=8-1-spell

Book Depository: https://www.bookdepository.com/Moxie-Alex-Poppe/9781948954020

I don’t usually add trigger warnings as most of the books I read usually do however for the sake of my readers who do need to avoid them I thought I’d add the following:

Suicide, Depression and Alcoholism

Synopsis ~

Jax, a magazine-cover model, has had half her face destroyed in a bomb blast. Drowning in whiskey and self-loathing, she must rebuild her life now that her beauty is gone. Part love letter to New York, part commentary on social justice issues, Moxie is a timely and raw portrayal of the sometimes self-destructive search for identity and redemption.


We are instantly thrown into the vicious and toxic thoughts that is Jax who is has sunken into a deep pit of depression and is currently engaging in her toxic and resentful thoughts as she walks her short journey to adopting her new rescue dog Moxie! However it isn’t long before her new rescue dog runs away whilst Jax is out taking her on a walk.

Distraught and worried out of her mind Jax then decides to embark on an unknown and adventurous journey in the hopes of finding her new rescue dog Moxie. Along the way New York shows her all the amazing, imperfect and quirky, colourful character’s it has to offer.

As I progressed through the heart wrenching story we start to notice that this journey quickly becomes less about finding her lost dog Moxie but rather it becomes a journey to self-discovery and finding the person she is behind all the beauty, the self-loathing and toxic thoughts as she spirals into an uncontrolled self-loathings and pity, fulled with the help of all the whiskey she consumed like a life line.

The horror and trauma that Jax has had to endure throughout her life is shown to us throughout this book as well as her short-term relationships that all seem to be solely sexually driven and lacking in any emotional human connection that all eventually has it’s own emotional effect on her, leaving her feeling more vulnerable and lower than before, she is left feeling lost and trying to figure out the life she now has to live.


When reading through as previously stated this wasn’t the typical kinda of book I’d pick up and try reading. But as soon as I was able to get into it, which really didn’t take that long once I stuck with it for a few days on and off, I was sucked into Jax’s world, into her body feeling her emotions. I was really connected with Jax as the main character and truly felt as though I was on that journey to self discovery myself.

At the start I thought of Jax as a very self-loathing and someone slightly too self involved and a very mean spirited woman, but upon reading further into her story and the challenges she has overcome as well as all the new ones she now has to face she stated to grow on my more and I began to connect and understand Jax a lot better, seeing her character grow and change into (in my opinion) a better person, a better woman for herself.

This book was well and truly written with raw emotion behind every word in every paragraph and made me feel more than I expected/wanted. It was a truly outstanding and intriguing read, just the title alone: ‘Moxie’ and the cover image (as much as hate judging a book by it’s cover I feel we are all slightly guilty of that in some ways) that just drew my attention and sparked my interest. The Synopsis alone was a truly intriguing read that made me want to read this amazing book in the first place.

The writing was easy to read and very engaging, with the novels deep and meaningful story that I truly feel as though this talented Author, Alex Poppe, had done an amazing job of dealing/tackling with some emotionally hard-hitting problems with really great page turners.

All her character appear to be flawed and imperfect in their own unique way which really makes them relatable . I can say I have honestly never read a book quite like Moxie before and I don’t regret the change in genre one bit!

This is one of the few page turning, heart wrenching books I could find myself re-reading again and again just to experience such an emotionally and mentally challenging adventure. I believe my readers/viewers would instantly get stuck into this story and love it! I’d never recommend any book I didn’t like to any one and so you can be rest assured that my thoughts and opinions on any book I share is a 100% honest (that especially goes for this one!) and wouldn’t do so if I didn’t truly believe that people reading this wouldn’t love this book too, even if this isn’t the typical book you usually read!

4/5 stars from me!

About The Incrediable Author: Alex Poppe

Author: Alex Poppe

Alex Poppe is the author of the debut novel Moxie (2019) and the story
collection Girl, World (2017). Girl, World was named a 35 Over 35 Debut Book Award
winner, First Horizon Award finalist, Montaigne Medal finalist, and was short-
listed for the Eric Hoffer Grand Prize. It was also awarded an Honourable Mention
in General Fiction from the Eric Hoffer Awards. Her short fiction has been a
finalist for Glimmer Train’s Family Matters contest, a nominee for the Pushcart
Prize, and commended for the Baker Prize. Her non-fiction was named a Best of
the Net nominee (2016), a finalist for Hot Metal Bridge’s Social Justice Writing
contest, and has appeared in Bust and Bella Caledonia. She is an academic writing
lecturer at the American University of Iraq, Sulaimani and is working on her third
book of fiction with support from Can Serrat International Art Residency and
Asociacíon Cultural LINEA DE COSTA DUPLO Artist in Residency programs.

Twitter: https://twitter.com/sapoppe
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Girl.World.Stories/
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5101248.Alex_Poppe

None of this would have been made possible if not for the amazing @FraserFunHouse hosting yet another fantastic blog tour! Or for the brilliant author Alex Poppe for writing and sharing with the world such an fantastic, heart wrenching page tuner of a novel!

Don’t forget to check out everyone else’s review💜

Books saved my life

“She reads books as one would breath air, to fill up and life.”

Today I thought I would share with everyone the real truth behind my love for reading. Now I know I have told the story a few times to people on how I became so obsessed with reading after all I used to write and read my own stories when I was child, however, I hardly ever picked up a book written by another person.

But on a particularity boring day, the sun was shining, the warm weather had kicked in and so too had the start of my extreme anxiety and the start of depression. I couldn’t bring myself to leave the house that day, my step dad had decided that football would be an amazing thing to watch that day and so I ventured upstairs into my mum room (I used to nap my mums room because I always felt safer there) but I wasn’t able to go to sleep. I wasn’t able to shut out the world around me and so picked up the first book my hand touched. Which just so happened to be ‘Twilight’ by Stephenie Meyer.

I had found a new love for books that day, I was unable to place it down and ended up taking it to my room where I continued to read it through out the night with no sleep. Once that was finished I instantly picked up the next and the next and the next.

I was devastated when I finished reading all of the Twilight books. What was I going to read now? That was the first book that had ever sucked me in and made forget the world I was in and to feel as though I was in the world of someone else.

With that thought in mind I ventured back to my mums room to take a look at all the other books my mum had laying around. My mother is one of the biggest book lovers I have ever known, loved reading from an early age as a child her favourite books to read where the Grimm Tales by Jacob Grimm books. I’ve recently bought her an old book by Jacob Grimm for mothers day that I really hope she enjoys.

The next book I picked up was The Vampire Diaries Volume 1; Awakening & The struggle – book 1-2 by L. J. Smith which I had just gotten overly obsessed with. I never wanted to put the book down for even a second of my time! It was after reading these books my love for reading truly came into play and I bought book after book.

At this point in my life I had start high school and was entering probably my 5th month of being there, already started the process of distancing myself away from people, I stopped hanging out with my friends and when I did I never had anything to say or add to our conversations. It was as though I no longer cared for the social game, I didn’t care if the pretty girls like me and thought I was cool, I no longer cared if I had any of the boys attention, I no longer cared for my work or the grades that I had spent all my life working hard to get better at. I just didn’t care anymore. Life with and around humans just didn’t seem like something I could carry on doing any more. I didn’t feel human… I still don’t at times.

I tried, I tried to keep in the conversation with my friends, I tried to engage in petty talk and breaking up arguments between my girlfriends, I tried to show interest in my school crush and I really did try caring about the mark the teachers were handing back to me but everything had started to feel…. not pointless but….Insane.

It honestly seemed insane to me that we were forced to do things we didn’t want to just because we were born into this society, because the people in power have told us this is best and this is what must be done. I noticed more the older I got the less people cared for you and your well being, teachers only start caring about the marks and numbers the school is making, kids stop dreaming about becoming a singers and wrestlers and start thinking about child-care or building… I watched kids go from dreams to piratical thinking and it killed any and every magic I thought was left in the world.

I believed all magic was gone by this point. I was locking myself away, I didn’t want to interact with anyone friend, family or stranger. There were a few moments of self-harm (luckily it was all shallow and not at all something that would leave any scars), there were so many moments that I just slept away because I was so sick of being awake, of being alive and there were countless of nights/days where I thought about suicide, where I thought about all the pros to be going gone, to not being here anymore… but there was always a major con that kept me here.

My family. Who’d help look after them, who would be there for them? Who would drop everything at drop of a hat to go running to try and save the day? My mother and siblings me the absolute world to me, they’re the only people in the world that understand my crazy & weird and love me unconditionally for it anyway. I couldn’t put them through something like that, I could do that and leave them thinking there was something they could have done, I didn’t want them living with the guilt that there was something that could have been done.

But even that thought was barely keeping me on. It wasn’t until I opened up that first book by Stepheine Meyer that magic was restored back into my life, it was as if a switch had been touched and a light had come on. All the fairy-tales that become Grimm’s Tales for me became the magical, soft and vibrant fairy tales they once used to be to me.

Books have restored my love for life, its given me a reason to go on, it’s given me something to escape to when reality gets to hard and scary. The creative imagination and other worldly views created by amazing people is what’s inspired me to become a writer of my own, to become an aspiring author who will one day have her book out on shelves in shops and in photos on Instagram from those who have read/bought my creation.

If you don’t read, if you’re kids don’t read then I beg you give it try! Find them a book they will like or do what my mum taught me to do and teach your kids to write their own little stories they can read. Books saved my life in the same way music saves others. It’s restored my faith in magic and has given me a goal to focusing my energy on.

You can’t buy happiness but you can buy books, and that’s kind of the same thing…

This is one quote i have forever and always loved because it’s true, for me anyway. happiness can’t be bought but I find a little bit of happiness in every book i open, in ever page i turn and in ever new world I enter.