Justice Reads & Reviews

Fawkes by Nadine Brandes Publisher: Thomas Nelson Release Date: July 10, 2018 Genre: Young Adult, Fanasy, Historical Fiction Synopsis: Thomas Fawkes is turning to stone, and the only cure to the Stone Plague is to join his father’s plot to assassinate the king of England. Silent wars leave the most carnage. The wars that are never declared, but are carried out in dark alleys with masks and hidden knives. Wars where color power alters the natural rhythm of 17th century London. And when the king calls for peace, no one listens until he finally calls for death. But what if death finds him first? Keepers think the Igniters caused the plague. Igniters think the Keepers did. But all Thomas knows is that the Stone Plague infecting his eye is spreading. And if he doesn’t do something soon, he’ll be a lifeless statue. So when his Keeper father, Guy Fawkes, invites him to join the Gunpowder Plot—claiming it will put an end to the plague—Thomas is in....

A Vote of Confidence By Irene Justice Prompt: "It's not you, it's me." “It’s nothing personal,” he mumbled.   “It’s not you, it’s me” he threw in there, and then turned to laugh with his buddies.   Why did I have to like him so much?   Why did I have to listen to Laura and drink the liquid courage to go up to Miguel and ask him out?   His dark cornrows were absolutely perfectly braided back and his smile was as pearly white as ever, that’s why.   I had been in love with him since he first came to our high school last year, late in the senior year, another reason why.   He and I both went to our local university and signed up for the same Civics class, yet another reason why.   Why did he have to be my crush and why did I have to ruin my freshman year in college by asking him out, when I obviously was not his type?    “Hey, Jane?” he asked, after I had turned away in humiliation.   “This doesn’t affect our friendship thoug...

Life, Altered By Irene Justice Prompt: You walk into your job and find a secret, coded note pinned to your desk. What do you do next? ~Chapter 1~ Another Monday, another day of my life down the drain.   Bland beige walls lined the outer office where my 6x6 cubicle sat, no pictures, no windows, just beige. The same computer that an innumerable amount of people who have gone and left this Hellhole over the years have used, still in the same spot, outlined by years of dust.   I surely wasn’t going to clean it.   My anonymous plant grew to the side of the pot, yearning, dying for sunlight that it would never reach; only the bright incandescent LED lights feed it enough energy to sustain its also meaningless life.             I reach for my phone, because the red blazing light tells me there are voicemails.   None that I care about of course, but my boss cares enough about these voicemails that i...