Death on a Sunday Review

There are few opportunities I get to read a “homegrown” novel. Death on a Sunday has taken the cake on the type of novel that gets me going. The third book written by Tish Owen, this is her first fictional work. She’s not only shown that she can create a how-to book and spellbook, but Tish has made it clear that she can write attention grabbing fiction.

Having heard Tish speak on multiple occasions, it wasn’t hard for me to hear her as I read. It was like listening to a story my grandmother would tell me as I sat at the foot of her bed. There was that Southern charm in the way it was told that’s so hard to capture in written form. She makes it look so easy.

I will admit that it was a bit tough to get into the novel at the beginning. It started off with so much detail. Almost everything that is talked about is heavily described, but it added to the atmosphere. I felt that sense of being where the character was. I could almost smell the house from the descriptions this author had given. I was drawn back to the days reading George R.R. Martin’s novels and the pages of meal dileneation.

As the book went on I was put through so much emotion with the main character, Tess. I personally reminded of my family in some of the conversations she has. There’s just something about family and friends in the South that most people don’t understand, but Tish put into words what I never thought I could say. And the moments where you’re slammed with a new plot point or scenario, you learn as you read to relax as Tish gives better explanations a few pages later.

For a first fiction novel, Tish Owen does not disappoint. I was drawn in and held tight with each chapter. It’s different to read about an area that I’ve called home in a book and it be told so accurately. The plot keeps you guessing and you keep cheering Tess on. I’m very glad and grateful I had the chance to read this novel. It’s a definite staple on my bookshelf.

About the Author

(Taken from Death on a Sunday)

Tish Owen is an ole Southern girl, born and bred by her very Southern mother, a Yankee father and his Irish mother. She drew up Catholic, and in the South that was a rarity. So she has a bit of a different take on the world and how things work. She spent most of her childhood running in the woods and playing make believe – a good foundation for a writer. She is blunt, funny, hard-working, sarcastic, irreverent, opinionated, polite to her elders, expects children to behave, likes dogs, cats, horses and birds – isn’t such a fan of snakes. She lives in Nashville with her husband, her ninety-seven year old mother, a rat terrier, two cats and an African Grey.



For Lillia

On November 3rd, a friend of mine commented on a post about the passing of Wayne Static. She said,”death does not discriminate.” Nine days later she died.

I’ve had many friends throughout my life. Most of them were temporary friendships that I was okay with how they faded. Now there’s only a select few that I confide in, one living on the other side of the world from me. I do not trust anyone new that I meet due to the fact that people I considered my kin turned their back on me after I had done so much for them. It’s funny how people change. It’s funny how in one instance, someone I considered a soul mate received a card in middle school from someone she thought was her best friend saying they could no longer be friends turn around and do the same to me eight years later by cutting me off without a fucking goodbye. It’s funny how you spend so much time, money, energy, and love on certain people and they suddenly want to make everyone in the whole town think you’re a horrible person.

Lillia was different. We met through a group on Facebook and became acquaintances. In February, when our dog Gabriel was shot, she immediately messaged me and asked for updates on him. After that, we never stopped talking about everything we could think of. We shared stories of our teenage years, exchanged information on herbs and stones, and introduced each other to new music and animes. She became someone I would talk with every night I knew she was working. Lillia would take time out of her day to talk to me. I’m not going to share detailed information on her life or what was wrong that lead to her death. She named herself Lillia for a reason.

Lil worked way too hard for her own good. That’s what made her unique. She never knew when to rest, but she knew things had to be done. You could tell from the way she talked to other people that everyone who knew her as a friend completely adored her. Those that didn’t had to work really hard for her not to like them. People like that are pure treasures and her family and loved ones knew that.

Some folks might be saying that just because I knew her online, doesn’t mean I actually knew her. That I really have no place in doing any of this because I didn’t know her “in real life.” I say you can go fuck yourselves. It honestly doesn’t matter if you know someone through the internet or the physical plane. The fact of the matter is that you knew another human being that you connected with and formed a relationship with. So anyone who thinks they have a higher privilege because of that needs to check it. Those of us who have no possible way of going around the globe or across a country to spend time with someone still have that connection as if we had.

I don’t know if this post has gone the way I wanted it to or not. I’m being purely honest and not censoring what I’m going to say. I’m devastated and absolutely heartbroken at the loss of someone I loved dearly. I can only count my blessings and keep being the person she knows I am. I learned a lot from her and I will cherish the time I got with her. Now she’s on to the next big adventure. Hopefully she’ll meet me at the bar.

Oh, and Alex, when you finally decide to get your ass to the states, drinks are on me.

Oh, Ye of Little Education



When I’m hanging around Facebook doing my thing, I sometimes get messages from people who have encountered a certain breed of people. You know the kind: simple minded, selfish, arrogant, sense of entitlement. I’m always surprised by the stupidity that pops up on the newsfeeds of FaceSpace.

This particular instance happened not too long ago and I was sent screen shots of the discussion. I don’t think I could have facepalmed any harder. I want to share this with you all in hopes that you can educate others… and laugh at this jackass. Of course, all names and photos are censored to protect identity, but not their idiocy.
This is part one where I’m going to make a post about this man’s status and critique it. The second part will be the reactions of fellow Facebookers and his responses. You’ll want to stay around for that, I promise.


This is a status…

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Achillea millefolium



Bloodwort, Gandana (Sanskrit), I-chi-kao (Chinese), Lady’s Mantle, Milfoil, Miilifolium, Old Man’s Pepper, Sanuinary, Soldier’s Woundwort, Stanch Grass, Thousand Leaf, Thousand Seal, Nosebleed, Achillea, Bad Man’s Plaything, Carpenter’s Weed, Death Flower, Devil’s Nettle, Eerie, Field Hops, Gearwe, Hundred Leaves Grass, Knight’s Milfoil, Knyghtenm Old Man’s Mustard, Seven Year’s Love, Snake’s Grass, Tansy, Yerw


A hardy weedy perennial, grows 8-18 inches, sometimes to 24 inches tall. If cultivated and fertilized, can grow to 5 feet. It is identifiable in the part by the finely divided leaves (millefolium= of a thousand leave) and the erect flowering stalk with the white or reddish composite flowers that are arranged in panicled false umbels, and in part by its aromatic scent, which is released when the leaves and flowers are crushed. Borne in large, flat, dense clusters 6 inches in diameter, the flowers are on top of the erect stems. Each flower head resembles a single flower but has five ray florets and a central disk. Flowers in summer to early fall. Seeds have small wings. It has soft, grayish, feathery, ethereal-looking leaves. The flowers are usually white but hybrids of today come in lavenders, reds, lemon-yellow and pinks. Varieties: A tomentosa, A. filipendulina, A decolorans. The white blooming A. millefolium is the most cultivated for medicinal use. Raising it from seed is possible, but quite involved. Collect a few plants from the roadside, etc., and set them 6-8 inches (15-20 cm) apart in normal garden soil in a sunny location. Everything else will take care of itself, as long as the area has no standing water. Zones 3-10. Not heat tolerant.

Descrip.- It has many leaves cut into a multitude of fine small parts, of a deep green color and tough substance; the stalk is upright, of a dull grayish green, and the flowers are usually white, but not all of the whiteness and grow in knots. Some of these, among others, will grow of a delicate crimson, which are those that produce seed, and from this seed will rise red flowered plants.

Where Found

Native to Europe, now commonly found growing wild in North America (except far north). This herb is a familiar plant in meadows and fields, along the sides of country lanes, roadsides, on embankments, and in landfills and garbage dumps.

 This is an upright, and not unhandsome plant common in our pasture grounds, and, like many others, of much more than is generally known. It is perennial and grows to two feet high.


It blooms from July to the latter end of August.

Gender: Feminine, Planet: Venus, Element: Water, Powers: Courage, Love, Psychic Powers, Exorcism

Government and Virtues

It is under the influence of Venus. As a medicine it is drying and binding. A decoction of it boiled with white wine, is good to stop the running of the reins in men, and whites in women; restrains violent bleedings, and is excellent for the pilea. A strong tea in this case should be made of the leaves, and drunk plentifully; and equal parts of it, and of a toad flax, should be made into a poultice with pomatum, and applied outwardly. This induces sleep, eases the pain, and lessens the bleeding. An ointment of the leaves cures wounds, and is good for inflammations, ulcers, fistulas, and all such runnings as abound with moisture.


Parts Usually Used
Whole plant in flower, dried in the shade. (usually leaves and flowers)

Medicinal Properties
Astringent, antispasmodic, tonic, promotes sweating, styptic, hemostatic, alterative, diuretic, vulnerary, diaphoretic, carminitive, and stomachic

Biochemical Information
Yarrow yields a volatile oil containing azulene, also gum, tannin, resin, chlorides of calcium and potassium, and various salts such as nitrates, malates, and phosphorus, cineol and proaculene, achilleine (which is the bitter component of the herb), and vitamin C. Over a 100 biologically active compounds have been identified.

Used since antiquity for headaches, fevers (drink hot tea), colds, and influenza. Helps curb diarrhea, dysentery, anemia, gas, diabetes, Bright’s disease, palpitations and excessive menstruation. Treatment for gastrointestinal and gallbladder complaints, gonorrhea, toothache (chew the leaves), lack of appetite, and catarrhs of the digestive system, hyperacidity, nervousness, nosebleed, bleeding from the lungs, anorexia, enteritis, stomach ulcers, hemoptysis, gastritis, high blood pressure, styptic, and sleep disturbances, produces a feeling of peace and relaxation for women in the menopause, and is a tonic. The herb, either as a tea or as a bath additive, has proved helpful in allaying rheumatic pain and control of high blood pressure. Used for smallpox, typhoid fever, measles, malaria (it is more effective than quinine), and chickenpox to relieve itching.
In antiquity, and during the Middle Ages, yarrow was used primarily to treat old wounds. As a wash, it can be used to stop bleeding from piles, nosebleeds, and cuts , and to soothe sores and bruises.
Used as an insect repellent for Japanese beetles, ants and flies. Plant as a border to the garden.

Formulas or Dosages
For medicinal purposes, all the flowering parts above ground are used, everything except the lower, lignified parts of the plant. Cut it up to dry in the open air, then cut it into small pieces and store it in containers that can be tightly closed, protected from light and dampness.
One or two cups of tea made from the leaves or blossoms is reputed to stop nausea within minutes.
Tea: steep 1 heaping tsp. in 1 cup boiling water for 30 minutes. Drink 3 or 4 cups per day an hour before meals and upon retiring. It must be warm to be effective.
Take one wineglass full night and morning of a standard infusion from the leaves and occasional flowers.


Yarrow interferes with the absorption of iron and other minerals.
Small numbers of cases of allergic reactions have been reported upon contact with the plant; their skin turned red and an itchy rash developed. Such people also cannot tolerate yarrow tea or yarrow baths. Discontinue the treatment at once if problems of this kind appear. Then the allergic reaction will disappear quickly. Avoid large doses in pregnancy because the herb is a uterine stimulant.
Large or frequent doses taken over a long period may be potentially harmful. Contains thujone, considered toxic. Consult with the doctor.

Magickal Uses

When worn, yarrow protects the wearer, and when held in the hand, it stops all fear and grant courage. A bunch of dried herb hung over the bed or yarrow used in wedding decorations ensures a love lasting at least seven years. It is also used in love spells. Carrying the herb not only brings love but it also attracts friends and distant relations you wish to contact. It draws the attention of those you most want to see. The flowers are made into an infusion and the resulting tea is drunk to improve psychic powers. Washing the head with a yarrow infusion will prevent baldness but won’t cure it if it has already begun. It is also used to exorcise evil and negativity from a person, place or thing.


**Datura is a poison and acts as a skin irritant if touched. Do not ingest without professional guidance**


Datura is of the nightshade family. It contains belladonna alkaloids. High doses lead to central excitation, compulsive chatter, delirium, hallucination, mania, and restlessness, often followed by exhaustion and lethargy and/or sleep.

Dature is also known as Angel’s Trumpets, Moonflowers, Devil’s Apple, Ghost Flower, Jimsonweed, Love-Will, Mad Apple, Madherb, Manicon, Stinkweed, Sorcerer’s Herb, Thornapple, Toloache, Witches’ Thimble, Yerba del Diablo (Herb of the Devil).

Gender: Feminine

Planet: Saturn

Element: Water

Powers: Hex Breaking, Sleep, Protection

It was used in Shamanic practices and religious rites and the Aztecs considered the plant to be sacred.

Magickal Uses: used to break spells by sprinkling it around the home. If insomnia persists night after night, it may be cured by placing some datura leaves into each shoe then setting the shoes under the bed with toes pointing outward the nearest wall. A few leaves placed the crown of a hat protects the wearer from apoplexy and sunstroke.

Used as: Anesthetic, anti asthmatic, antihitimanic, antiinflammatory, antiseptic, aphrodisiac, sedative, stimulant, fungicide, hallucinogen, hypnotic, mydriatic, narcotic, poison, sedative.

Used to treat: abscess, acidity, alopecia, apoplexy, asthma, ataxia, boil, bruise, burn, cancer, childbirth, colic, convulsion, cough, cramp, dandruff, delirium, dermatosis, diarrhea, earache, ecstasy, emphysema, epilepsy, fever, fits, flu, fracture, fungus, gout, headache, heatstroke, hemorrhoid, hiccup, hydrophobia, hyperacidity, hysteria, infection, inflammation, influenza, insomnia, madness, mania, melancholy, motion sickness, nymphomania, pain, paralysis, parasite, parkinson’s, psychosis, rheumatism, sciatica, sore, sore throat, spasm, sprain, stammering, thirst, tremor, tuberculosis, trismus, tuberculosis, ulcer, wart, wound.