Seriously I have been so fricken busy of late that I haven't even had time to scratch myself... I guess everyone associated with blogger has gotten the erotic nudity email from the company by now. My blog is probably not going to be effected by this at all seeing as I have little to no nudity on show.
In my down time I have been reading the young adult series...the Tomorrow series by John Marsden... I'm up to book 5 in the series and they have been bloody awesome... they are so worth the read so if you haven't already done so make the time to give them a go—you won't regret it.
Somewhere out there Ellie and her
friends are hiding.
They're shocked, they're
frightened, they're alone. Their world has changed, with the speed of a
slamming door. They've got no weapons—except courage. They've got no help—except
themselves. They've got nothing—except friendship. How strong can you be, when
the world is full of people trying to kill you?
Hell is still the safest place on
earth. When you've run out of choices, you've only got yourself. As war
rages, as the enemy closes in, as Ellie and her friends fight for their lives,
they are left with nothing. Nothing but courage, spirit and pride.
Live what you believe in... die
fighting for it. The third day comes a frost... a killing frost. The enemy
spreads across the land, cold and relentless. They invade. They destroy. They
kill. Only the heroism of Ellie and her friends can stop them. When hot courage
meets icy death, who will win through?
Nowhere to run; one place left to
hide. You're running from bullets through the streets of your own town.
our life's on the line and no-one's there to help. What's
happened? When did safety turn to fear, peace turn to war, happiness turn
to panic? When did your normal day become a nightmare? Ellie and her
friends struggle with the biggest questions life can offer
The world is in
flames... You look behind—there's nothing but smoke. Ahead of you the
future has just burst into flames. Your life is on fire. The world's an
inferno. You're burning... with passion and fear, with love and
rage. You're burning for revenge.
Hunting and being
hunted. Sometimes life seems to offer nothing more than a chase to the
death. The fight to survive has never been fiercer. But as they wage war,
Ellie and her friends still find time for other things: friendship...
loyalty... even Christmas. If only they can withstand another night.
Daylight
couldn't be far away, and if they hadn't found me by then, it wouldn't take
long once the sun came up. The drops of blood would be a dead give-away. Dead in every sense of the word. With
a roar like a train in a tunnel, the war enters its final days. Ellie has to be
on that train. There's no more sitting around, no more waiting. There's only
fast decisions, fast action, fast thinking. And she'd better get it right. With
all their being, Ellie and her friends want to stay alive. But there's a war
out there. And it has to be won. The end is here...
"We
were halfway up the spur when we heard it. Homer and Gavin and I, just the
three of us... I'd say there were fifteen shots in the first volley, evenly
spaced, lasting about twenty-five seconds... All the way down the spur I'd
heard the scattered shots, getting closer as I got closer, and all the way down
I tried to think of reasonable explanations for them, and I couldn't think of a
single thing that made sense."
The town of Wirrawee is
emerging from war, slowly, like a flower after a cold snap. Businesses are
starting to reopen, the school has re-commenced classes, and local farmers are
gradually repossessing their land. But it's not the same Australia as before
the war. A new nation exists just a few miles away, a new border that separates
Australia from its invaders. Or does it?
For Ellie Linton, being back
on the farm with her parents is what makes the terrible things that happened
during the war—the things she, Homer, Lee, Fi and the others had to do—all
worthwhile. It's where she belongs.
But the war won't let her go.
A devastating tragedy has shattered any hope she ever had to reclaim her life,
or herself. It's a new kind of fight. And the enemy isn't always from the other
side of the border.
"I
held my line. I knew from the war, if not from shooting rabbits, that we were
safe enough for the first moments. It is too impossible to hit a target like us
from a helicopter that's rocking and rolling and trying to find its target. But
maybe this guy had new equipment or maybe he was a brilliant shot or maybe he
was just plain lucky. Bullet holes tore through the ute like a huge metal-punch
was suddenly and roughly slamming a simultaneous line of them from our rear to
our front."
Ellie has struggled to put the
war behind her and lead a normal life. Although what's normal about your
parents having been murdered; trying to run a farm and go to school; and
bringing up a young boy who's hiding terrible secrets about his past?
"You
jam on the brakes and stop the ute right at your front door. You jump out. Not
for the first time you run into a house that could be full of guns, with death
waiting for you. You don't even think of that until you're crossing the
threshold... You already know what you're going to find. Underneath the fear
and horror and panic there's a cold realisation that Gavin's body will be somewhere
in the house. You can picture what those bullets will have done to his little
body."
It is a time of profound
change for Ellie Linton. Enemies are everywhere. Some come crawling over the
hills; others drive in and knock on the front door. Sometimes her friends are
there and sometimes they are not. Ellie fights every inch of the way. But when
courage and imagination are not enough, when she is trapped and helpless, Ellie
must face the end of life as she knows it... standing alone, sustained only by
her own strength.
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