The Boy Between #BlogTour by @MrsAmandaProwse and Josiah Hartley @BOTBSPublicity #BookReview

Earlier this year, I had the honour of reading an ARC of a very special book. Special because it is written by one of my favourite authors, Amanda Prowse, and her son, Josiah Hartley.

The biggest difference between this book and the numerous others Amanda has authored, is that her previous works were fiction. This is about reality.

Bestselling novelist Amanda Prowse knew how to resolve a fictional family crisis. But then her son came to her with a real one…

Josiah was nineteen with the world at his feet when things changed. Without warning, the new university student’s mental health deteriorated to the point that he planned his own death. His mother, bestselling author Amanda Prowse, found herself grappling for ways to help him, with no clear sense of where that could be found. This is the book they wish had been there for them during those dark times.

Josiah’s situation is not unusual: the statistics on student mental health are terrifying. And he was not the only one suffering; his family was also hijacked by his illness, watching him struggle and fearing the day he might succeed in taking his life.

In this book, Josiah and Amanda hope to give a voice to those who suffer, and to show them that help can be found. It is Josiah’s raw, at times bleak, sometimes humorous, but always honest account of what it is like to live with depression. It is Amanda’s heart-rending account of her pain at watching him suffer, speaking from the heart about a mother’s love for her child.

For anyone with depression and anyone who loves someone with depression, Amanda and Josiah have a clear message—you are not alone, and there is hope.

Can I just say… I was hugely affected by this book. Honestly, I think it should be compulsory reading for all parents, especially at the moment, with the effects of the Pandemic upon the minds of our youngsters.

Now, let me share my ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ review!

The Boy Between is a gut-wrenching memoir delving into the depths of depression, written by mother and son duo; award-winning contemporary novelist, Amanda Prowse, and her beloved son, Josh Hartley.

Imagine being that child, for whom nothing seemed to come easy. Perceptions and thoughts as a young person, differing from others all the time. Then finding out you were dyslexic and overcoming your learning difficulties to become a top student.

The world is literally at your feet. Universities of your choice sending offers, fantastic predicted grades.

Suddenly, a fog enters your mind. Nothing appears to stay in your brain. An overwhelming exhaustion hits. Nothing is more important that getting to that bed.

Now, flip the coin and imagine being the mother of that child for whom life has been quite tough. Finally, he’s got his break. He’s doing so well. You only want what is best for your boy.

Then a change comes over him. Interest in his work dwindles. He doesn’t want to really talk or interact. A call from his tutor confirms that there may be an issue.

What no one seems to realise is this is the time that child has begun to descend into the dark hole that is depression.

I was in tears, reading so many sections of this book.

Josh’s openness and honesty buried deep inside me, I could feel the darkness he was spiralling into.

Amanda’s recount of the same days, as a mother, who would never want anything negative to happen to her son, was just as heart-breaking. The realisation that her child was suffering from an illness, which she would not be able to heal easily, was hard to read, but so well written.

I applaud both Josh and Amanda for tackling an issue that is oft swept under the carpet. Depression can creep up on anyone. It doesn’t matter where you are from, what your background is. But it is serious. Serious enough that people take their own lives when they can’t take it anymore.

I can’t recommend this book enough.

Available from 1st November from all good book retailers.

About the authors:

Amanda Prowse is an International Bestselling author whose twenty five novels and seven novellas have been published in dozens of languages around the world. Published by Lake Union, Amanda is the most prolific writer of bestselling contemporary fiction in the UK today; her titles also consistently score the highest online review approval ratings across several genres.  Her books, including the chart topping No.1 titles ‘What Have I Done?’, ‘Perfect Daughter’, ‘My Husband’s Wife’, ‘The Girl in the Corner’ and ‘The Things I Know’ have sold millions of copies across the globe.

A popular TV and radio personality, Amanda is a regular panellist on Channel 5’s ‘The Jeremy Vine Show’ and numerous daytime ITV programmes. She also makes countless guest appearances on BBC national independent Radio stations including LBC and Talk FM, where she is well known for her insightful observations and her infectious humour. Described by the Daily Mail as ‘The queen of family drama’ Amanda’s novel, ‘A Mother’s Story’ won the coveted Sainsbury’s eBook of the year Award while ‘Perfect Daughter’ was selected as a World Book Night title in 2016.

Amanda’s ambition is to create stories that keep people from turning the bedside lamp off at night, great characters that ensure you take every step with them and tales that fill your head so you can’t possibly read another book until the memory fades…

Praise for Amanda Prowse:

‘A powerful and emotional work of fiction’ – Piers Morgan

‘Deeply moving and emotional, Amanda Prowse handles her explosive subjects with delicate skill’ – Daily Mail

‘Uplifting and positive, but you will still need a box of tissues’ – Hello!

‘A gut-wrenching and absolutely brilliant read’ – The Irish Sun

‘You’ll fall in love with this…’ – Cosmopolitan

‘Deeply moving and eye opening. Powerful and emotional drama that packs a real punch.’ – Heat

‘Magical’ – Now magazine

A keen environmentalist and animal lover, Josiah (Josh) Hartley lives in a remote farmhouse in the West Country with his two idle and arrogant French Bulldogs, Dottie and Beau. Happiest following the music scene in Bristol, at a festival or watching rugby with his mates, Josh enjoys the outdoor life and often heads to the sea to surf and sit on the beach watching the sun go down.

After a stint at the University of Southampton, another at the University of Bristol and one planned suicide, Josh decided to write about his descent into mental illness and the depression that held him in its grip for the past few years. The Boy Between carries the overriding message that things can and often do get better. It is a book of reflection, raw, honest and full of hope – the proof being that Josh is still here and excited about what comes next. He’s ready to catch any opportunity that life throws his way; quite a thing for someone who only a few years ago was living in a world gone grey, ready to disappear from the face of the earth…

Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 294 – Hang On

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“When you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot in it and hang on.”

Franklin D. Roosevelt

Gotta say, Spidey, you hit the nail on the head with this one, this week!

Ever had that feeling that you are literally at the end of your tether, and one more thing will just cause you to totally lose it?

I, personally, have been feeling like that the last few weeks. So much going on, at work and in my personal life, at home, that I waas beginning to feel like that camel, anxious about the last straw that was going to break my back.

What with the home ‘improvements’, errant builders and decorators all vying for attention, or disappearing before finishing things, or trying to get more money out of us because they misquoted, Hubby Dearest has been on edge. This, in turn, affects me, as he is trying to work from home, as well as trying to manage these issues, and when I get home, he has a list of complaints, moans aand worries, and the worst thing is I, physically, can’t do anything, unless I jack my job in.

Then we have my job.

I am loving the new challenge of being the Phase Leader, and I think I’m doing okay… but the stress of a mamagement role, and especially any role in leadership, during the pandemic, in a school, is TOUGH! It’s not as tough for me as it is for the Head, but still, there is a huge responsibility upon our shoulders, and this first term has been a killer eight weeks long.

We’ve all been slowly crawling to this week, where we finally get a week off, but the world didn’t want us to have it too easy, throwing four cases of COVID-19 into the mix at school, in the last two days. (Thankfully, not in my bubble, but still…)

Then dealing with an extremely close family member getting a diagnosis that no one wants to hear, and being helpless, being in a different country, and unable to be there, or to be with the people in this country, who need support, due to this danged Pandemic…

And, to top it off, a teenager causing grief for his grandmother… and needing to act as a mediator…

Tether? End? Yup. I’m there.

But, I’ve tied that knot, so to speak and held on, and finally am in the week of holidays. I’m not sure quite how restful it will be, what with estate agents due to come to arrange valuations, etc, but I’m planning on resting, as much as I can, reading, clearing out more junk, so whenever we do move, there is less to manoever, and hopefully, writing!

So… tell me, how easy do you find it, to ‘hang on’?

Have a peaceful Sunday Peeps.  And enjoy your week!  

Chai And A Chat #106 #ChaiAndAChat #CoronaDiaries Week 30

So, by my reckoning, it’s been thirty weeks that we have been living with this viral pandemic that has turned our lives on their heads…

Absolute madness!

Right, are you ready with your drinks? I know I am!

  • If we were having chai I’d start with school, as always! It’s been another eventful week, as always. I’ve had official meetings with parents, regarding that child who is extremely disruptive. I’ve also been out of the class a bit, as I completed my course to become a DSL, which stands for Designated Safeguarding Lead, so anyone with concerns regarding a child relating to Child Protection, can come to me for advise, and reporting, etc. It waas quite intense, the training, but it also makes you view, and question, certain behaviours, much more. Then I’ve been assessing my lovelies, and creating new groups for them all (That’ll confuse them this week. Will they remember which group they are in?) And I’ve had great fun preparing my class for this week’s learning. We are exploring Autumn and the story Pumpkin Soup, so I went all out, buying different squashes, etc, for the display, and exploration!
  • If we were having chai I’d tell you that finally, the HOUSE IS DONE! Sure, there are a couple of tweaks left, but we have all the main stuff done. The walls are painted, carpets and flooring done, curtains replaced where needed, the outside is also painted, the bathrooms are lovely, the kitchen has been zhuzhed up, too… all that is left is a couple of blinds that need replacing and two light fixtures that need to be put back! Phew! Now to get to market!
  • If we were having chai I’d excitedly tell you that I was invited as an author to a virtual book club meet all the way in the US. I still can’t believe that total strangers read my book, and wanted to talk to me! But it was such a fun meet up.
  • If we were having chai I’d mention that the rest of the week has been the usual run of the mill craziness, with ferrying kids around to places they need to be at, vaccuuming the house several hundred times because of the new carpet, and suchlike, but something else that was really exciting, was that when I looked at my Instagram, I’d hit 2000 followers! Woohoo!

This week, we wind down for the first of the academic year’s breaks. It is the October Half term week off, and boy do we need it. But we still have this week to get through. The Friday will be manic, once the kids leave the classroom, as I have to heft all of the furniture back onto the carpet, as the wooden floor that is there needs sanding and polishing. It’s all well and good, but it means that when I come back in, a week after, I have to get it all ready for the kids in an hour or so, before school opens. Maybe, just maybe, the house will be finally on the market by next week, too!

And while you’re here, did you sign up for my mailing list? I am in the middle of writing an exclusive Chickpea Curry Lit story for my subscribers, and there will be news, tips and even recipes! You know you want to join… go on! Click the pic below to sign up!

Have a wonderful week, Peeps!

You Really Read My Book? – Ritu Bhathal

I’d love for you to pop over to my other blog, to read about something really fun that happened to me – it’s Ritu meets Book Club! Click below to read and comment.

Source: You Really Read My Book? – Ritu Bhathal

Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 293 – Wait

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“Good things come to those who wait. Better things come to those who try.”

Nishaan Panwar

Thanks for that reminder of using patience, and a little effort to get where we want to, Spidey!

So, as you know, we have been waiting, patiently, for the builders and decorators to finish up work around the house, and I can finally say that it is all done!

(Pretty much.)

There have been niggles, but which job doesn’t have those?

Contractors who seem to be great, then they begin to show true colours. Trying to pass off extra costs above the agreed price, turning up late, making excuses…

But, no worries. It’s done, more or less, as I said.

We now have the joy of tidying up after them, getting the aethetics right, getting the agents round to do the valuations, then putting it on the market!

Our plans to start this project began a couple of years ago, and as we were gathering quotes and recommendations, getting geared up to actually start, the pandemic hit.

This scuppered so many of our plans, but we persevered, and got there in the end.

No point waiting for this pandemic to disappear…

Here’s to more positive steps!

So… tell me, are you a wait-er or a do-er?

Have a peaceful Sunday Peeps.  And enjoy your week!  

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