Hi, I’ve published some new ebooks. One is a fictional detective mystery with a supernatural edge, set in Victorian London, called Tirips Shade - Ghost Detective, and the other two are collections of poetry: Ink and Woman.
You can find them in the usual places: linktr.ee/vickiejohnstone
Tirips Shade – Ghost Detective
Victorian London's finest detective, Tirips
Shade, hunts a serial killer while investigating his own murder, assisted by
his closest friend. A suffragette tries to get justice for women who
have fallen on bad times.
Reviews:
reviewed by Keithtj on April 26, 2023
I found Vickie Johnson through her previous book on zombies, I dream of zombies. I couldn't put it down, reading it on one sitting! This latest book is in the same vein. Ms Johnson has a wonderful way of describing situations and times, indeed she paints with words. Managing to evoke images and the atmosphere of the time. The characters are believable to the point you care what happens to them, and the story line is suitably gripping and nicely twisted, catching you out, just when you think you have worked it who the baddie is. A thoroughly wonderful and entertaining read more of Tirips and his world please!
reviewed by Ed Drury on April 8th, 2023
I've followed Vickie Johnson's books since I stumbled on the Kiwi books. I've watched her effortlessly shift between genres and styles, but she's kept me a loyal reader the entire time, primarily because of her excellent storytelling and fascinating characters. This book reaffirmed my confidence in her to deliver a compelling story with beautiful characters. With this one, I think she has all the ingredients for another successful series of books, and I will undoubtedly read them all. I would recommend it to readers of young adults, paranormal, and cozy mysteries without reservation. It does have some edgy scenes, but it is, in my opinion, done within the context of the story and not the least bit gratuitous.
Ink
A collection of 74 poems, mainly written between April 2, 2022 and May 14, 2023.
Preview:
Ink
We
are ink,
dotted on paper,
mute words waiting
for a voice to awaken them,
inquisitive hands to turn the
pages,
open eyes to read the hidden,
empathy to wish to know,
pour out its warmth,
and be.
May
14, 2023
The surging sea
It’s something beyond words,
this speaking without saying
anything at all,
none of the creations inside
your head,
an outer world of living inner
space,
this seeing without seeing,
a pull beyond the other world.
And here we pause before the
rosebud sea,
this sheer wild energy, a surging
out
of truth, ideas and pure
patience.
Feel lost in the rush of it,
the subtle shift,
the stifled air purified with
salt,
the knowing without a reason
to know.
It bends and rides and finds
us here,
travels straight through us,
beyond the day and over the
night,
and we can bear it, full-on, full
force,
for we are with it, in it, of
it,
and all the rest is white,
white noise.
May 8-9, 2023
Woman
A collection of 55 poems on the theme of womanhood, mostly written between January 2021 and May 2023.
Preview:
Floating
Sink
or swim,
she
moves in her true
direction,
unwavering,
straight
as a die.
In
the water,
she’s
an even arrow,
unyielding,
her will
cannot
bend.
Out
of water,
she
is limited by
the
still numbness
in
her limbs.
But
here, floating,
she
knows true grace,
and
her body refuses to
let
her down.
August
2, 2022
Rivulets
These
pungent colours pack a punch,
run
in single rivulets searching,
find
solace in the in between,
the
evidential stop and start.
It’s
the flow until the end,
a
delicate line drawn underneath
this
elevation to ardour,
a
pretence we no longer have.
Take
watch of eagles in flight,
the
soar and the silver arch,
the
dip in a separated sky,
once
launched, floating on high.
We
draw our hands together,
turn
our palms up to the sun
collecting
its beaten yolk rays.
It
seeps through our fingers.
September 11, 2021
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