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1. Blog Tour: Book Review: Lost of Spirit River by Tommy Batchelor

Lost on Spirit River by Tommy Batchelor:

Thirteen-year-old Tony's parents are in the middle of divorce, his mother sends him to his Grandpa's along the banks of the Flint River in Southwestern Georgia. With his younger cousin Kathryn, they set out to look for a Christmas tree for the holidays, along with Grandpa's aging beagle, Sally. The three become lost in a snowstorm, which has not hit Georgia in three hundred years. Finding shelter in a hidden cave, stumbling upon Native American art. Now the adventure begins...

In Lost on Spirit River, author Tommy Batchelor has written an entertaining young-adult novel with a multi-pronged message. He uses suspense and adventure to capture his audience's attention...The dialogue is crisp...The characters are well developed... Readers glimpse the spirit world of ancient native tribes in a way that will stir imaginations...Kim Reale's illustrations solidify the images already created by Batchelor's exceptional ability to describe scenes and setting. Highly Recommended by William Potter for Reader's Choice Book Reviews.


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Lost on Spirit River is an adventure story for middle grade readers. Kathryn and her cousin Tony set out to find the perfect Christmas tree. Tony takes them further and further from home until they find themselves lost in a sudden snow storm. What follows is an adventure story that mixes elements of Native American folklore with Tony and Kathryn's quest to find their way home.

The back cover of the book bills this as a young-adult novel but it is most definitely aimed at a younger middle grade audience. There are a few editing errors mainly with punctuation and the way the pages are laid out that were a little distracting but otherwise a great adventure story. The illustrations really added to the book and helped bring the story to life.



Content: Clean

Rating: 3.5 Stars

Source: Received a review copy from the author through The Teen Book Scene.

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2. Blog Tour: Guest Post Tommy Batchelor Author of Lost on Spirit River

Welcome to Author Tommy Batchelor!

Bio:

Growing up in central Georgia gave Author Tommy Batchelor many outdoor adventures either in the woods or along the banks of the Flint River. "Lost on Spirit River", is Book 1 of the Spirit River Trilogy and Tommy's first Middle grade fiction for ages 8-12. Tommy resides in Middle Georgia with his wife, Cathy.

Guest Post:
Tommy is going to share one of his adventures from his childhood:

I remember a time when I had turned sixteen and along with a fishing buddy of mine we headed for an overnight camping trip. It was late when we arrived, hoping for an open campsite along the water. The road down to the sites was only large enough to squeeze one car through at a time. You never wanted to meet another car headed back out off the river. We arrived to find we had our pick of all six sites, as no one was there, that being really strange and lonely at the same time.

We selected the largest spot, as we haven’t been able to secure this site in the previous camping trips. As I build a fire, my friend had bought a tent for us to sleep in, as in the last trip to the river we had slept in the car. As my friend slipped his sleeping bag out of the car, I realized I had left mine at the house. It was cooling off from another warm day in the south, so I thought I wouldn’t need it! We also realized no one brought food, only a couple of soda’s to drink. Something we did not forget, fishing tackle, as this was always in place in the trunk of my car.
We pulled the gear out of the trunk and proceeded to the banks near the dark waters, to cast our lines into the unknown. I for one was starting to get hungry; it had been hours since I last ate a meal. My friend gave up after an hour or so as the temperature fell, I continued until I finally caught a river bass about two pounds. We realized something else we forgot, the fish cleaning kit and knifes, also anything to cook in, such as pots and pans.

By this time it was getting really cold, and I in my short sleeve shirt, my friend had brought a lantern to light the area around the tent. My friend wasn’t about to give up his sleeping bag, placing the lantern upon the hook in the top of the tent, it hung half way down. The top section of the tent stayed warm from the heat off the lantern, I stood up the next four to five hours until daylight begin to break.
Come to find out the temperature had dropped to the mid-twenties on us down at the river. No wonder nobody else was there that night! Finally, I had enough, awakening my friend, I told him to get into the car or I was leaving him behind. The reality of how cold it really was came when I looked into our cooler; the bass I had caught had been place in it with water. The water frozen solid, the fish frozen in its own little ice aquarium. Needless to say, we were never unprepared again.

Thank you Tommy for taking the time to guest post today!  Makes me cold just thinking about that frozen fish!  Brrrrr!



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