๐‘ฌ๐’๐’†๐’๐’๐’๐’“๐’† ๐‘น๐’‚๐’…๐’•๐’ƒ๐’†๐’“๐’ˆ๐’†๐’“'s Avatar

๐‘ฌ๐’๐’†๐’๐’๐’๐’“๐’† ๐‘น๐’‚๐’…๐’•๐’ƒ๐’†๐’“๐’ˆ๐’†๐’“

@tarot-secrets.bsky.social

๐‡๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ, ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐„๐ฅ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐จ๐ซ๐ž. German-English author, writer, painter & artist. Born in the late '50s. Books: pressenet.info/rider-waite-tarot.html I like pets ๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿถ & support writers, artists & tarot lovers. #booksky #tarot #tarotsky #writing #reading #literature

4,929 Followers  |  4,674 Following  |  125 Posts  |  Joined: 17.09.2025
Posts Following

Posts by ๐‘ฌ๐’๐’†๐’๐’๐’๐’“๐’† ๐‘น๐’‚๐’…๐’•๐’ƒ๐’†๐’“๐’ˆ๐’†๐’“ (@tarot-secrets.bsky.social)

Suesskind of Trimberg: He was a poet and probably a singer too. He wrote and recited poems for the nobility and wealthy people of his time, who lived in the second half of the thirteenth century. This was not unusual; history knows of many travelling troubadours, often of noble birth, who left behind works of art. Wolfram von Eschenbach and Walther von der Vogelweide are familiar names; they are part of our perception of the Middle Ages. Twelve songs or verses by this special poet, who left behind only a few but interesting traces, can be found in the famous Heidelberg song manuscript, the Codex Manesse. There he is referred to as 'Suesskind, the Jew of Trimberg', and a miniature in the codex depicts him as a Jew, as is evident from his name. In the miniature, the singer stands before a court, dressed in fine clothes and wearing the distinctive Jewish cap that his people were required to wear at that time. Medieval images were highly symbolic, revealing background information through elements such as hand and body posture. If you 'read' the illustration in a contemporary way, you can see that the scene depicts a dispute or negotiation of some kind. The third person in the picture probably plays the role of a lawyer or mediator. We don't know much else about Suesskind of Trimberg, but considering his profession, his religious affiliation alone makes him someone very special. Trimberg was probably the only travelling singer of the Jewish faith at that time.

Suesskind of Trimberg: He was a poet and probably a singer too. He wrote and recited poems for the nobility and wealthy people of his time, who lived in the second half of the thirteenth century. This was not unusual; history knows of many travelling troubadours, often of noble birth, who left behind works of art. Wolfram von Eschenbach and Walther von der Vogelweide are familiar names; they are part of our perception of the Middle Ages. Twelve songs or verses by this special poet, who left behind only a few but interesting traces, can be found in the famous Heidelberg song manuscript, the Codex Manesse. There he is referred to as 'Suesskind, the Jew of Trimberg', and a miniature in the codex depicts him as a Jew, as is evident from his name. In the miniature, the singer stands before a court, dressed in fine clothes and wearing the distinctive Jewish cap that his people were required to wear at that time. Medieval images were highly symbolic, revealing background information through elements such as hand and body posture. If you 'read' the illustration in a contemporary way, you can see that the scene depicts a dispute or negotiation of some kind. The third person in the picture probably plays the role of a lawyer or mediator. We don't know much else about Suesskind of Trimberg, but considering his profession, his religious affiliation alone makes him someone very special. Trimberg was probably the only travelling singer of the Jewish faith at that time.

Suesskind of Trimberg, the Jewish troubadour. A man who chose the Jewish cap and his art

www.pressenet.info/english/sues...

Suesskind of Trimberg was a #Jewish poet. He wrote and recited #poems for the nobility and wealthy people of his time.
#booksky #writing #reading #literature

29.01.2026 16:44 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 4    ๐Ÿ” 1    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

#booksky #writing #reading
Kindle Deal until March 17

03.03.2026 08:00 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 2    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
You may have heard of the story of the Cottingley Fairies, which took place in the village of Cottingley, near Bradford, England, in 1917. Two little girls, cousins Elsie Wright, 16, and Frances Griffiths, 9, were playing outside near a brook. Frances was visiting her older cousin and they spent a lot of time together. Nothing unusual about that โ€“ except perhaps that the children were talking about fairies they had met and played with by the brook. Children with vivid imaginations often live in more than one world, and no one thought this unusual. No one believed the girls' story, but Mr Wright lent the cousins his camera. That got the ball rolling, and it started an avalanche. But first the girls brought home photographs of winged creatures. Beautiful miniature women who looked very fragile and elfin, and who were undoubtedly something like fairies or elves. Naturally, the pictures caused a minor sensation and were discussed among family and friends, but nothing happened for a while. In fact, the pictures were forgotten for three years โ€“ until they came to the attention of the theosophist Edward Gardner, who sent them to a photographer for examination. And this expert, Harold Snelling, declared the photographs to be genuine. In his opinion, the photographic plates had only been exposed once, so double exposure was out of the question. The fairies, he said, were not made of a flat material like cloth or paper โ€“ and they could not have been drawn on the plate. But the most puzzling thing was that the little creatures were moving when they were photographed. Snelling's testimony had already caused a sensation โ€“ and attracted the attention of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. The self-confessed spiritualist was impressed and took the photos to a Kodak expert.

You may have heard of the story of the Cottingley Fairies, which took place in the village of Cottingley, near Bradford, England, in 1917. Two little girls, cousins Elsie Wright, 16, and Frances Griffiths, 9, were playing outside near a brook. Frances was visiting her older cousin and they spent a lot of time together. Nothing unusual about that โ€“ except perhaps that the children were talking about fairies they had met and played with by the brook. Children with vivid imaginations often live in more than one world, and no one thought this unusual. No one believed the girls' story, but Mr Wright lent the cousins his camera. That got the ball rolling, and it started an avalanche. But first the girls brought home photographs of winged creatures. Beautiful miniature women who looked very fragile and elfin, and who were undoubtedly something like fairies or elves. Naturally, the pictures caused a minor sensation and were discussed among family and friends, but nothing happened for a while. In fact, the pictures were forgotten for three years โ€“ until they came to the attention of the theosophist Edward Gardner, who sent them to a photographer for examination. And this expert, Harold Snelling, declared the photographs to be genuine. In his opinion, the photographic plates had only been exposed once, so double exposure was out of the question. The fairies, he said, were not made of a flat material like cloth or paper โ€“ and they could not have been drawn on the plate. But the most puzzling thing was that the little creatures were moving when they were photographed. Snelling's testimony had already caused a sensation โ€“ and attracted the attention of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. The self-confessed spiritualist was impressed and took the photos to a Kodak expert.

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and the story of the Cottingley Fairies
www.pressenet.info/english/stor...

You may have heard of the story of the #Cottingley #Fairies, which took place in 1917. Two cousins told of fairies they had met and played with by a brook.
#booksky #writing #reading #literature

27.01.2026 14:51 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 7    ๐Ÿ” 1    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Post image

In six words or fewer, write a story about this photo.
#sixwordstory #WritingCommunity #cats

02.03.2026 02:30 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 36    ๐Ÿ” 9    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 35    ๐Ÿ“Œ 6
Video thumbnail

Get all this for just 99p!
๐Ÿงฎ STEM heroine
๐Ÿ‘ฑ๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฑ๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธFemale friendship
๐Ÿ’• Cozy romance
๐Ÿ• Rescue dog
๐Ÿ˜† And lots and lots of laughs
#BookSky #RomanceReaders #BookLovers #WeekendReads
mybook.to/NotQuite

01.03.2026 08:48 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 5    ๐Ÿ” 4    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
You eat what's on the table! Besides, it's very healthy! These or similar words of authority would often be heard as food was served, while children would pout and some adults would raise a weary eyebrow. We're talking about spinach, which was a lunchtime scourge for years. This is quite understandable, as according to the older generation, the green health miracle usually came with potatoes and fried eggs. Children rarely liked it, and probably neither did adults, because it was boring and not well seasoned. The fact that the texture of the green vegetable is slightly reminiscent of cow dung is probably an unpleasant insinuation, although leafy spinach was hardly ever served. Instead, it was the purรฉed version. When frozen food first became popular, it took the world by storm. Spinach enriched with fat was offered as creamed spinach, which was quickly defrosted and served as a bland dish, often accompanied by potatoes and eggs. Later, this lump of fat, which was unsuitable for vegetarians, was touted as the ultimate food, probably boosting sales even further. However, spinach has much more to offer.

You eat what's on the table! Besides, it's very healthy! These or similar words of authority would often be heard as food was served, while children would pout and some adults would raise a weary eyebrow. We're talking about spinach, which was a lunchtime scourge for years. This is quite understandable, as according to the older generation, the green health miracle usually came with potatoes and fried eggs. Children rarely liked it, and probably neither did adults, because it was boring and not well seasoned. The fact that the texture of the green vegetable is slightly reminiscent of cow dung is probably an unpleasant insinuation, although leafy spinach was hardly ever served. Instead, it was the purรฉed version. When frozen food first became popular, it took the world by storm. Spinach enriched with fat was offered as creamed spinach, which was quickly defrosted and served as a bland dish, often accompanied by potatoes and eggs. Later, this lump of fat, which was unsuitable for vegetarians, was touted as the ultimate food, probably boosting sales even further. However, spinach has much more to offer.

Spinach is more than just a vegetarian energy booster
www.pressenet.info/english/spin...

Why does spinach always have to be served with boiled potatoes, cream and fried eggs? The possibilities are virtually endless!
#booksky #writing #reading #literature

28.02.2026 17:35 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 7    ๐Ÿ” 1    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
You might be familiar with Stephen King's book 'The Green Mile'. Or the film? If so, you may have been fascinated by the little mouse, Mr Jingles. I certainly was, right from the start. I knew a wonder mouse just like him. Maybe not quite like the circus mouse in King's story, but still very special. The story is set in the early 1970s. I had just moved into my first flat and felt very grown up. My grandmother lived on the same floor and always helped out when she thought it was necessary. She was always right, too. No pets were allowed in this building, at least not cats or dogs. Nobody probably cared about anything else. However, one of my friends had a mother who loved animals and wasn't afraid to take daring action. Long before 'animal liberators' came to public attention, this kind woman stole laboratory mice from an American school where they were used for biology lessons โ€“ a sad fate for the mice. Once she had exhausted her own capacity to care for them, she distributed the little creatures among her acquaintances' households. I was given two mice: one white with red eyes and one with wild colouring. Following an inspiration, I named the two little housemates Squeakwood and Silverleaf.

You might be familiar with Stephen King's book 'The Green Mile'. Or the film? If so, you may have been fascinated by the little mouse, Mr Jingles. I certainly was, right from the start. I knew a wonder mouse just like him. Maybe not quite like the circus mouse in King's story, but still very special. The story is set in the early 1970s. I had just moved into my first flat and felt very grown up. My grandmother lived on the same floor and always helped out when she thought it was necessary. She was always right, too. No pets were allowed in this building, at least not cats or dogs. Nobody probably cared about anything else. However, one of my friends had a mother who loved animals and wasn't afraid to take daring action. Long before 'animal liberators' came to public attention, this kind woman stole laboratory mice from an American school where they were used for biology lessons โ€“ a sad fate for the mice. Once she had exhausted her own capacity to care for them, she distributed the little creatures among her acquaintances' households. I was given two mice: one white with red eyes and one with wild colouring. Following an inspiration, I named the two little housemates Squeakwood and Silverleaf.

A useful flatmate: Squeakwood, the wonder mouse
www.pressenet.info/english/sque...

You might be familiar with Stephen King's book The Green Mile. If so, you may have been fascinated by the little mouse, Mr Jingles. I knew a wonder mouse just like him.
#booksky #writing #reading #literature

24.01.2026 14:53 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 8    ๐Ÿ” 2    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Post image

FREE for LIMITED TIME! Give my ebook a try! A rich crafted world with knights, demigods,nation drama and warfare!

www.amazon.com/dp/B0FLQF2JLB

#oc #book #books #novel #novels #booksky #alternativehistory #althistory #fantasy #fiction #booktok #read #fiction #kindle #kindleunlimited #ebooks #ebook

28.02.2026 02:17 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 5    ๐Ÿ” 1    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Book cover for Shahrnush Parsipur's Women Without Men. A dark haired woman sits center of the frame in a white nightgown plucking her right eyebrow looking right at the reader.

Book cover for Shahrnush Parsipur's Women Without Men. A dark haired woman sits center of the frame in a white nightgown plucking her right eyebrow looking right at the reader.

Interesting to read this one directly after On Earth As Beneath. Both isolate groups away from society so readers focus on character & universal traits over action. This one elevates due to the interlocking nature of the vignettes, symbolism & #BookerInternational #LongList #BookSky #TranslatedLit

27.02.2026 17:36 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 11    ๐Ÿ” 2    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 3    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
The picture shows a cat at the window. When you go for a walk, you often pass familiar facades that you have known for years. The arrangement of windows and doors can make a house look like a face. Some houses look friendly, while others look rather forbidding. Over time, these houses develop a personality of their own. They seem like faces you have known for a long time. The changing seasons are reflected in the windows. Decorations change, or a window remains dark for a long time until someone turns on the light again. Tiny houses assert themselves among the chic villas of the suburbs, like poor relatives. You want to applaud them for being so brave. Apartment blocks stand like rocks in the cityscape. They are huge landmarks, but they obstruct the wider view. Familiar cosiness lines the paths you walk along. You know some of them well, but you know far less about others, because they don't know how to sneak into your line of sight.

The picture shows a cat at the window. When you go for a walk, you often pass familiar facades that you have known for years. The arrangement of windows and doors can make a house look like a face. Some houses look friendly, while others look rather forbidding. Over time, these houses develop a personality of their own. They seem like faces you have known for a long time. The changing seasons are reflected in the windows. Decorations change, or a window remains dark for a long time until someone turns on the light again. Tiny houses assert themselves among the chic villas of the suburbs, like poor relatives. You want to applaud them for being so brave. Apartment blocks stand like rocks in the cityscape. They are huge landmarks, but they obstruct the wider view. Familiar cosiness lines the paths you walk along. You know some of them well, but you know far less about others, because they don't know how to sneak into your line of sight.

Friendships: Houses in our society
www.pressenet.info/english/frie...

Some people love looking at houses. When you go for a walk, you often pass familiar facades that you have known for years. The arrangement of windows can make a house look like a face
#booksky #writing #reading #literature

26.02.2026 18:16 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 7    ๐Ÿ” 2    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Preview
Carrie Gessner: books, biography, latest update Follow Carrie Gessner and explore their bibliography from Amazon's Carrie Gessner Author Page.

Another week, another opportunity to promote my books to #booksky.

Consider checking them out if you like #EpicFantasy, #HighFantasy, #FemaleMainCharacters, and more!

You might enjoy them if you enjoyed the #TheQueensThief series or #TheWheelOfTime!

www.amazon.com/stores/Carri...

13.07.2025 23:24 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 4    ๐Ÿ” 4    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
The Dying of the Golden Day book cover with tropes: first in an epic fantasy trilogy, friendship and love can save the world, magical bonds, but magic is dying, a cool sword, clash of cultures, noblebright fantasy, and strong female characters. Available at Amazon, B&N, bookshop dot org, and more

The Dying of the Golden Day book cover with tropes: first in an epic fantasy trilogy, friendship and love can save the world, magical bonds, but magic is dying, a cool sword, clash of cultures, noblebright fantasy, and strong female characters. Available at Amazon, B&N, bookshop dot org, and more

Hello! I'm trying to be more active on social media as an indie author. Here's a bit about my debut fantasy novel. Book 3 of 3 is hopefully coming later this year.

If you're an author or a bookstore or a reviewer or a reader, I'd love to follow you!

#booksky

26.02.2026 17:05 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 5    ๐Ÿ” 4    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Antoine de Saint-Exupรฉry saw himself more as a pilot who wrote than as a great author and thinker. However, Antoine did not go down in history for his career as a pilot, but for his literary works. His true great love was probably flying, a passion he developed as a child after going on a flight. This passion came with many enforced breaks, which perhaps encouraged his writing. In any case, he wrote his first work, 'Southern Mail / Courrier Sud', while working as a manager at a stopover airport, waiting for the next plane. He flew again, married a young widow, became an instructor, and wrote books โ€“ his life was marked by sudden changes and a series of positive developments and failures that followed one another quickly. De Saint-Exupรฉry was a sensitive and deeply emotional person who, due to the circumstances of his life and his conflicting passions, was forced to reconcile great contradictions. The way he develops and unfolds his stories, which often revolve around aviation, reveals a profound insight that sees beyond the surface. He encapsulated this in the phrase: 'It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.' This saying is so well known that hardly anyone does not recognise it. It is uttered by a fox in the author's book 'The Little Prince'.

Antoine de Saint-Exupรฉry saw himself more as a pilot who wrote than as a great author and thinker. However, Antoine did not go down in history for his career as a pilot, but for his literary works. His true great love was probably flying, a passion he developed as a child after going on a flight. This passion came with many enforced breaks, which perhaps encouraged his writing. In any case, he wrote his first work, 'Southern Mail / Courrier Sud', while working as a manager at a stopover airport, waiting for the next plane. He flew again, married a young widow, became an instructor, and wrote books โ€“ his life was marked by sudden changes and a series of positive developments and failures that followed one another quickly. De Saint-Exupรฉry was a sensitive and deeply emotional person who, due to the circumstances of his life and his conflicting passions, was forced to reconcile great contradictions. The way he develops and unfolds his stories, which often revolve around aviation, reveals a profound insight that sees beyond the surface. He encapsulated this in the phrase: 'It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.' This saying is so well known that hardly anyone does not recognise it. It is uttered by a fox in the author's book 'The Little Prince'.

The Little Prince and the Great Prince
www.pressenet.info/english/sain...

Antoine de Saint-Exupรฉry did not go down in history for his career as a pilot, but for his literary works. His true great love was probably flying, a passion he developed as a child.
#booksky #writing #reading #literature

21.01.2026 13:09 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 12    ๐Ÿ” 2    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
In her novel "The Hunger Angel", the author Herta Mรผller masterfully describes the small impressions of everyday life that repeatedly flash up like lightning and illuminate something with pinpoint accuracy. The green woollen gloves of an aunt or the red silk scarf โ€“ these things are brought to the fore as if by chance. They appear in the casual focus of the protagonist, who is only 17 years old and about to be deported to a Russian camp. It is precisely this casualness that quickly gives rise to an unease that is just as urgent as that of the young man, who actually sees the impending deportation as a stroke of luck. This is due to his own sense of confinement, which has nothing to do with the overcrowded deportation train. His confinement is the result of fear. He lives in a time when 'rendezvousing' with men in the park or public baths is outlawed and punishable by law. And cautious as he is, he is afraid. Offensive words, accidentally dropped, send him into a panic or a state of compulsive brooding.

In her novel "The Hunger Angel", the author Herta Mรผller masterfully describes the small impressions of everyday life that repeatedly flash up like lightning and illuminate something with pinpoint accuracy. The green woollen gloves of an aunt or the red silk scarf โ€“ these things are brought to the fore as if by chance. They appear in the casual focus of the protagonist, who is only 17 years old and about to be deported to a Russian camp. It is precisely this casualness that quickly gives rise to an unease that is just as urgent as that of the young man, who actually sees the impending deportation as a stroke of luck. This is due to his own sense of confinement, which has nothing to do with the overcrowded deportation train. His confinement is the result of fear. He lives in a time when 'rendezvousing' with men in the park or public baths is outlawed and punishable by law. And cautious as he is, he is afraid. Offensive words, accidentally dropped, send him into a panic or a state of compulsive brooding.

Full of hope into the horror of the unknown
www.pressenet.info/english/revi...

The Hunger Angel: In her novel the author Herta Mรผller masterfully describes the impressions of everyday life that repeatedly flash up like lightning ...
#booksky #writing #reading #literature

15.01.2026 14:13 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 5    ๐Ÿ” 3    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Video thumbnail

"I speak to those who set aside disbelief and let the sleeping herb guide them to the spirit world. I whisper my story, and they dream." The Weight of Dreams. #BooksWorthReading #elephants #NewBook
1link.st/nicole

22.02.2026 19:57 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 19    ๐Ÿ” 14    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Video thumbnail

๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿ’™ Lora Ley ๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿช

โœจSecrets of the Nyx โญโญโญโญโญ
shorturl.at/vGbMZ

๐Ÿ‘๏ธRead review:
smashwords.com/books/view/1164288

โœจ All Lora Ley Fantasy Books
books2read.com/Sylvia_Kay_Rose

#fantasy #romance #germanmythology #adventure #nixies #mermaids #YA #youngadult #Victorian #rivermermaids #FreshwaterMermaids

22.02.2026 05:18 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 30    ๐Ÿ” 24    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 1
Almost everyone loves music, and it's something wonderful. Thanks to resourceful minds, we can enjoy music as often as we want. Imagine a world without sound recordings, where music could only be enjoyed live. People who play an instrument would be highly valued. Wouldn't it be hard for our spoilt generation to imagine that? We are used to hearing music, or something similar, coming from almost every window, originating from some kind of recording. Supermarkets bombard us with it, and every other car blares out the groove. However, this has less to do with the category of 'music lovers' and more to do with incomprehensible urban rituals. At least it gives us an idea of what's in the charts at the moment. The fact that young people are becoming less and less responsive is not, anymore, largely due to generational conflict, but to those tiny earphones attached to equally tiny devices that can store an incredible amount of music. In fact, the environment in terms of the listening experience has changed rapidly and often over the last hundred years. With the invention of the gramophone in the 1880s, music could be heard everywhere, not just in concert halls, at folk festivals or from street musicians. Wherever there was no domestic music, silence reigned in private spaces. However, this changed with the advent of the gramophone record, which was initially made of shellac. These discs achieved something unprecedented: you could take the music home with you and listen to it as often as you wanted.

Almost everyone loves music, and it's something wonderful. Thanks to resourceful minds, we can enjoy music as often as we want. Imagine a world without sound recordings, where music could only be enjoyed live. People who play an instrument would be highly valued. Wouldn't it be hard for our spoilt generation to imagine that? We are used to hearing music, or something similar, coming from almost every window, originating from some kind of recording. Supermarkets bombard us with it, and every other car blares out the groove. However, this has less to do with the category of 'music lovers' and more to do with incomprehensible urban rituals. At least it gives us an idea of what's in the charts at the moment. The fact that young people are becoming less and less responsive is not, anymore, largely due to generational conflict, but to those tiny earphones attached to equally tiny devices that can store an incredible amount of music. In fact, the environment in terms of the listening experience has changed rapidly and often over the last hundred years. With the invention of the gramophone in the 1880s, music could be heard everywhere, not just in concert halls, at folk festivals or from street musicians. Wherever there was no domestic music, silence reigned in private spaces. However, this changed with the advent of the gramophone record, which was initially made of shellac. These discs achieved something unprecedented: you could take the music home with you and listen to it as often as you wanted.

Shellac and the freedom of music
www.pressenet.info/english/shel...

Almost everyone loves #music. Thanks to resourceful minds, we can enjoy music as often as we want. Imagine a world without #sound recordings, where music could only be enjoyed live ...
#booksky #writing #reading #literature

21.02.2026 14:41 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 5    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Post image

Highly Awarded Science Fiction 'LOOKING FOR LIFE':
A wonderful Short Story Collection
mybook.to/LOFL
โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜… โ€œLooking for Life is a spine-tingling, thrilling compilation of stories you mustnโ€™t miss."
Kindle Unlimited.
#scifi #SpaceOpera #mustread #readers #bookworms #SFF #kindle #Booksky #Readersky

21.02.2026 05:00 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 45    ๐Ÿ” 30    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
The actress Nell Gwyn came from Drury Lane, which was outside London, surrounded by fields and meadows. But the street was a kind of red-light district, with one brothel after another. Nell was very popular with the public.

The actress Nell Gwyn came from Drury Lane, which was outside London, surrounded by fields and meadows. But the street was a kind of red-light district, with one brothel after another. Nell was very popular with the public.

Nell Gwyn, the Drury Lane girl: 'Pray, good people, be civil. I am the Protestant whore'
www.pressenet.info/english/nell...

The actress Nell Gwyn came from Drury Lane, which was outside London. But the street was a kind of red-light district.
#booksky #writing #reading #literature

13.01.2026 15:14 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 3    ๐Ÿ” 3    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
The cover of the book (In)Human by Laura Grant

The cover of the book (In)Human by Laura Grant

Hi, #WriteSky #BookSky, I am Laura Grant and I am the author of (In)Human, a trope-bending shifter romance that was my answer to the question "what if Omegaverse but not toxic?"

(In)Human champions consent in all aspects of a relationship, from relational to sexual. Find it on Amazon and KU now!

19.02.2026 23:00 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 4    ๐Ÿ” 3    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
After the abundance of spring and summer, autumn tends to make people a little sad. Gardens are being prepared for winter and, slowly but surely, fallen leaves are appearing on pavements and in parks. However, there are also some beautiful flowers to be found at this time of year. Pretty autumn crocuses with delicate purple flowers can be seen in meadows and parks, spreading a kind of magic similar to that of spring blossom. However, be careful, as these beauties are poisonous and their leaves appear as early as spring. These leaves can easily be confused with healthy wild garlic, which has resulted in cases of poisoning among careless foragers. The leaves of autumn crocuses contain a highly poisonous alkaloid. Anyone who enjoys autumn walks will be familiar with goldenrod. These lush, yellow-flowering shrubs add a splash of colour to the landscape before the grey-white season begins. Goldenrod greatly contributes to the beautiful image of a golden autumn.

After the abundance of spring and summer, autumn tends to make people a little sad. Gardens are being prepared for winter and, slowly but surely, fallen leaves are appearing on pavements and in parks. However, there are also some beautiful flowers to be found at this time of year. Pretty autumn crocuses with delicate purple flowers can be seen in meadows and parks, spreading a kind of magic similar to that of spring blossom. However, be careful, as these beauties are poisonous and their leaves appear as early as spring. These leaves can easily be confused with healthy wild garlic, which has resulted in cases of poisoning among careless foragers. The leaves of autumn crocuses contain a highly poisonous alkaloid. Anyone who enjoys autumn walks will be familiar with goldenrod. These lush, yellow-flowering shrubs add a splash of colour to the landscape before the grey-white season begins. Goldenrod greatly contributes to the beautiful image of a golden autumn.

Late beauties: Spring-like floral magic in autumn
www.pressenet.info/english/flor...

Some beautiful flowers also bloom in autumn. Autumn crocus, goldenrod, wolfsbane, monk's pepper and chrysanthemum.
#booksky #writing #reading #literature

19.02.2026 14:08 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 10    ๐Ÿ” 3    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
This fantasy story is about loneliness and the illusion of a strong bond. Even as a little girl, she liked to give names to things โ€“ not just her dolls, stuffed animals and teddy bears. As soon as she liked something, she thought it was alive. Her parents laughed at her and her older sister teased her. Her childhood world was populated by countless interesting characters, and they all had names. Her tricycle had one, as did her little sand bucket, her Disney bedside lamp and, of course, her first school bag. She firmly believed that there was something like a soul, or perhaps a spirit, in all the things around her. Years later, as a schoolgirl, she would clap her hands in delight when she saw raindrops falling into a puddle. She thought the tiny raindrops were like little dancing creatures. The adults would smile benevolently and say: 'The child is a little dreamer.' At school she did not give up her special way of seeing things, she just stopped talking about it. The smile, which had been amusing at first, had given way to a certain seriousness. School was a serious matter and she was 'no longer a little girl'.

This fantasy story is about loneliness and the illusion of a strong bond. Even as a little girl, she liked to give names to things โ€“ not just her dolls, stuffed animals and teddy bears. As soon as she liked something, she thought it was alive. Her parents laughed at her and her older sister teased her. Her childhood world was populated by countless interesting characters, and they all had names. Her tricycle had one, as did her little sand bucket, her Disney bedside lamp and, of course, her first school bag. She firmly believed that there was something like a soul, or perhaps a spirit, in all the things around her. Years later, as a schoolgirl, she would clap her hands in delight when she saw raindrops falling into a puddle. She thought the tiny raindrops were like little dancing creatures. The adults would smile benevolently and say: 'The child is a little dreamer.' At school she did not give up her special way of seeing things, she just stopped talking about it. The smile, which had been amusing at first, had given way to a certain seriousness. School was a serious matter and she was 'no longer a little girl'.

My friend Thomas (Fantasy story)
www.pressenet.info/english/my-f...

This story is about loneliness and the illusion of a strong bond: Even as a little girl, she liked to give names to things. Not just her dolls, stuffed animals and teddy bears ...
#booksky #writing #reading #literature

10.01.2026 13:17 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 13    ๐Ÿ” 4    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
The tradition of memorial boards was widespread in Bavaria and the Alemannic region in the 19th century. It has also been documented in the Bohemian Forest in the Czech Republic. However, this old tradition of erecting memorial boards has now largely disappeared, except in a few places in southern Germany, particularly in eastern Bavaria and the Alpine foothills. In these areas, long, narrow boards bearing names, inscriptions and verses can occasionally still be seen standing by the roadside or grouped together in specific locations. These beautiful pieces often have a small canopy to protect the inscription from the elements. These long boards are not used for laying out the body. Instead, they are memorial plaques erected in honour of the deceased. They were never used for this purpose. This tradition dates back to a time when coffin burials were uncommon in our culture. The body would be laid out in the house where the person had died, usually their own home. It would be placed on a long board, tied down, and carried to the grave. Often, the body would be buried with the board, or the board would be slid gently into the grave. This process was called 'board sliding' and was also used as a euphemism for death and burial. The venerable death board was also aptly named the 'sliding board'. Unlike today, death was more integrated into life in centuries past, so this practice was not intended to be disrespectful.

The tradition of memorial boards was widespread in Bavaria and the Alemannic region in the 19th century. It has also been documented in the Bohemian Forest in the Czech Republic. However, this old tradition of erecting memorial boards has now largely disappeared, except in a few places in southern Germany, particularly in eastern Bavaria and the Alpine foothills. In these areas, long, narrow boards bearing names, inscriptions and verses can occasionally still be seen standing by the roadside or grouped together in specific locations. These beautiful pieces often have a small canopy to protect the inscription from the elements. These long boards are not used for laying out the body. Instead, they are memorial plaques erected in honour of the deceased. They were never used for this purpose. This tradition dates back to a time when coffin burials were uncommon in our culture. The body would be laid out in the house where the person had died, usually their own home. It would be placed on a long board, tied down, and carried to the grave. Often, the body would be buried with the board, or the board would be slid gently into the grave. This process was called 'board sliding' and was also used as a euphemism for death and burial. The venerable death board was also aptly named the 'sliding board'. Unlike today, death was more integrated into life in centuries past, so this practice was not intended to be disrespectful.

Regional customs: Memorial boards
www.pressenet.info/english/regi...

The tradition of memorial boards was widespread in Bavaria and the Alemannic region during the 19th century. Long boards bearing names and inscriptions can still be seen standing by the roadside ...
#booksky #writing #reading

17.02.2026 12:06 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 4    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
The First Amendment Troop staged โ€œResistDanceโ€ โ€” a tribute and act of artistic dissent. #dance
YouTube video by Under The Desk News The First Amendment Troop staged โ€œResistDanceโ€ โ€” a tribute and act of artistic dissent. #dance

Take a moment and watch this very creative presentation that reminds us that murder is happening right in front of us every day and we are funding it. Thank you The First Amendment Troop for bringing us #ResistDance

17.02.2026 05:43 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 16    ๐Ÿ” 11    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 1
Master Till and the local press is a short story by Ilona E. Schwartz. My job means that I go to a lot of events, and as a former reporter for a... well, let's just say 'local paper', almost everything was important enough to cover. It was at one of those big company parties where they say goodbye to people who are retiring that I first noticed him. Standing on the podium was a man I would never have bought a used car from. He was talking a lot of sweet nonsense โ€“ about loyalty and commitment, about everyone being part of one big family โ€“ and whatever other platitudes there are. He spiced up the nonsense with witty remarks and, just to be on the safe side, followed it up with his greasy laugh. Then the 15 people who had to go were presented with a certificate and a fake copper relief mural of the company. Everyone here knew that the company was nothing but a rip-off, so I actually felt really bad about it. In this small town, almost everyone knows someone who works for the company, if only because there are practically no other major employers. So I wondered why someone would feel the need to lie to people. While I was half listening to the programme, I saw him. He was standing against a side wall near the stage, arms crossed, grinning in a way that somehow caught my eye. He was wearing jeans and a jacket, so he was actually quite inconspicuous. A slide show was now announced on stage and I immediately felt this almost uncontrollable urge to yawn. For a moment I didn't look at the wall โ€“ and the guy was gone.

Master Till and the local press is a short story by Ilona E. Schwartz. My job means that I go to a lot of events, and as a former reporter for a... well, let's just say 'local paper', almost everything was important enough to cover. It was at one of those big company parties where they say goodbye to people who are retiring that I first noticed him. Standing on the podium was a man I would never have bought a used car from. He was talking a lot of sweet nonsense โ€“ about loyalty and commitment, about everyone being part of one big family โ€“ and whatever other platitudes there are. He spiced up the nonsense with witty remarks and, just to be on the safe side, followed it up with his greasy laugh. Then the 15 people who had to go were presented with a certificate and a fake copper relief mural of the company. Everyone here knew that the company was nothing but a rip-off, so I actually felt really bad about it. In this small town, almost everyone knows someone who works for the company, if only because there are practically no other major employers. So I wondered why someone would feel the need to lie to people. While I was half listening to the programme, I saw him. He was standing against a side wall near the stage, arms crossed, grinning in a way that somehow caught my eye. He was wearing jeans and a jacket, so he was actually quite inconspicuous. A slide show was now announced on stage and I immediately felt this almost uncontrollable urge to yawn. For a moment I didn't look at the wall โ€“ and the guy was gone.

Master Till and the local press
www.pressenet.info/english/mast...

My job means I go to a lot of events, and as a former reporter for a local newspaper almost everything was important enough to cover. It was at one of these big company parties that I first noticed him ...
#booksky #literature

08.01.2026 18:27 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 12    ๐Ÿ” 6    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Cover of Dark Reflections by Kelsey Ketch with arrows and text. Text: FIRST PERSON POV, DARK FANTASY, FORBIDDEN LOVE, VAMPIRES, STANDALONE. PRESENT TENSE.

Cover of Dark Reflections by Kelsey Ketch with arrows and text. Text: FIRST PERSON POV, DARK FANTASY, FORBIDDEN LOVE, VAMPIRES, STANDALONE. PRESENT TENSE.

๐Ÿ”ฅโš”๏ธ ATTN FANTASY READERS โš”๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅ

Check out my book, Dark Reflections, in the #FierceFantasy promotional event!

#paranormalfantasy #urbanfantasy #paranormalromance #pnr #epicfantasy #highfantasy #fantasyreaders #fantasywriters #fantasyauthors ๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿ’™

books.bookfunnel.com/fiercefantas...

15.02.2026 20:24 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 3    ๐Ÿ” 1    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Are you an indie author? Do you have a new release scheduled in SF/F/Horror? Would you like it to be featured on my blog's monthly new release list?

Are you an indie author? Do you have a new release scheduled in SF/F/Horror? Would you like it to be featured on my blog's monthly new release list?

Any indies have SF/F/H books coming out in March?

I'm building next month's new release post, and there's room for new titles! You can submit the book info using the form below ๐Ÿ˜Š

#booksky #writingcommunity #writing #indiebooks

docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1F...

15.02.2026 15:02 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 25    ๐Ÿ” 14    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 2    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
A new day begins for Julia is a Short story. Julia giggles to herself again. As long as Mum doesn't come and wake her up, it's wonderful to imagine what the day ahead will bring. Julia's bed is positioned so that she has a great view of the garden. That's why she knows how beautiful today will be.

A new day begins for Julia is a Short story. Julia giggles to herself again. As long as Mum doesn't come and wake her up, it's wonderful to imagine what the day ahead will bring. Julia's bed is positioned so that she has a great view of the garden. That's why she knows how beautiful today will be.

A new day begins for Julia (Short story)
www.pressenet.info/english/a-ne...

Julia giggles to herself again. As long as Mum doesn't come and wake her up, it's wonderful to imagine what the day ahead will bring. Read more!
#booksky #writing #reading #literature

14.02.2026 12:52 โ€” ๐Ÿ‘ 3    ๐Ÿ” 0    ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0    ๐Ÿ“Œ 0