I’m sure you’ve all been wondering about my secrets. My deepest, most intimate fears and worries. The things that scare me. The darkest corners of my mind, and the whispers that fly around my soul, haunting me at night….
Well, sorry! This post isn’t for you. But, if you want to hear about some notes & experiences from a *fairly* experienced blogger, then, by all means, read on.Read More »
Valentine’s Day is coming up, and we all know what that means!
…watching Orange is the New Black and eating chocolates? Is that what you think of my social life? Well… WHO CARES IF YOU’RE RIGHT?! *shoves candies in face*
Nah, but let’s be real. Most of us introverted bookwyrms don’t have extravagant plans for Valentine’s, even if we do have a beaux. But who’s going to stop us from obsessively stalking celebrities? HAHAHA NOBODY.
Wow. This was a surprisingly well concluded finale to the trilogy, but I shouldn’t have guessed any less from the fabulous Laini Taylor. It tied up all the loose ends, concluded the plot satisfactorily, and ALL MY SHIPS CAME TO SHORE. YES.
The heart-stopping, sad moments were aplenty, but then again, there was Zuzana, and she lightens up almost any chapter. Seriously, her and Mik are #relationshipgoals.
Can you believe that I haven’t done a monthly wrap-up since October? Yeah… I’m a lazy potato.
I’ve kicked off the new year with a month full of not posting f***ing anything. I really just didn’t sit down and write AT ALL. I think my brain was somehow time-lagged from last year, and it only just kicked in this week… seriously though, I have no idea what happened.
However, I have been drafting 3+ posts every day to make up for that, so let’s get through this sad little January wrap-up and roll into an active February. Hooray for feeling like you can do something!
Historical fiction is one of my favorite genres, although I don’t read it as often as some others. But today (hehe it’s Tuesday) I’m going to rattle off the top historical fiction/time travel books that I’ve been wanting to read.
I think this genre is one that’s going to *hopefully* be more explored in young adult fiction, because there’s just SO much room for exploration. The different time periods and cultures could inspire millions of amazing novels, and I just get so excited thinking about it. Hopefully, guys… hopefully.
This was a psychotic, hilarious, tear-wrenching, ingenious emotional roller coaster of a novel. And I f**king loved it. God, I loved it. It’s only January, but I already have the book that just might make the top of my fantasy reads this year. ALSO DID YOU KNOW THAT IT’S GOING TO BE A SERIES?! #mindblown
If you might be shying away from this book, like I was, because it has a strange unique format and you’re not sure if you’ll understand the plot and characters through it, TRUST ME: the style only increases the depth, suspense, and emotional pull. I was immediately sucked in, and the switches of POV and plotlines wasn’t hard to figure out at all. It’s basically the story of how two spaceships ran away from the big bad terrorist spaceship, but it’s all so much more complex and layered.
I’ve always loved the smell of books. New and old, hardcover or paperback, they always have this heart-warming scent to them.
I’ve also always enjoyed collecting books, and Invaluable.com popped in on my email list to ask me if I’d want to take a peek at some of their antique novels and compile a little wishlist. This sounds really fun and also probably jealousy-inducing, but shhh… we will focus on the fun part.
I think I can safely say that we’ve all read/watched at least ONE thing about ‘The Five Stages of Fangirling’. And they are funny and accurate and #sorelatable, but… has anyone really delved into this topic? THERE IS SO MUCH CRAZINESS TO BE EXPLORED.
So I’ve had the brilliant thought to create a blog series about The Five Stages of Fangirling Obsession, because let’s be real: we’re not casual fans, we’re psychotic stalkers who buy merchandise at an alarmingly fast rate.
Too much happened and THE WORLD WENT INSANE (all of them), but I still loved every second of it. Zuzana is the f***ing best, man.
And on a rather amazing side note, I think I’m in love with Akiva, our tortured angelic friend. He is the most loyal boyfriend of EVER. But it also helps that he has a smokin’ hot body *quite literally, hahaha*
Whilst I’m randomly stalking browsing my library’s shelves, I love to obsessively add ANYTHING and EVERYTHING that looks interesting to my Goodreads TBR. How obsessively, you might ask? Well, judging by the 449 books on that shelf, I would guess extremely.
But it’s Tuesday, and we have a slightly boring *but nevertheless fine* prompt this week: what are the last ten books on your TBR? So let’s troll through my Goodreads shelves and rant about why we want to read books so much! And moaning about how we haven’t gotten to them yet, because trust me, that’s a given for these kind of posts.
2015 was a fantastic year. I started this blog, I got on Goodreads, Twitter, AND Instagram, and most importantly, I started making some amazing bookish friends. SO THANK YOU, ALL MY CUPCAKES, FOR YOUR WISE WORDS AND RECOMMENDATION-FULL HANDS.
But it’s time for my inner demoniccompetitive spirit to take the lead, as I challenge myself with New Year’s resolutions of the most epic proportions.
Hello again! It’s been a long while since I posted, and I hope you’ll all forgive the brief hiatus. I got really sick for over two weeks, and just barely had enough energy to draft a few posts for the coming week. But I’m feeling lots better now, and after some hard Sherlock marathoning and a few cups of tea, I’ll be right back on track.
It’s Tuesday, and we all know what that means: it’s time to link up with my good friends over at The Broke and Bookish for Top Ten Tuesday! This week, we’re lamenting over our egregious lollygagging (a.k.a listing how many books published in 2015 that we failed to read).
So, join me while I moan and groan over my lack of keeping up-to-date with current releases, because who doesn’t find that entertaining? *laughs at own misery*
“My disease is as rare as it is famous. Basically, I’m allergic to the world. I don’t leave my house, have not left my house in seventeen years. The only people I ever see are my mom and my nurse, Carla.
But then one day, a moving truck arrives next door. I look out my window, and I see him. He’s tall, lean and wearing all black—black T-shirt, black jeans, black sneakers, and a black knit cap that covers his hair completely. He catches me looking and stares at me. I stare right back. His name is Olly.
Maybe we can’t predict the future, but we can predict some things. For example, I am certainly going to fall in love with Olly. It’s almost certainly going to be a disaster.”
I won’t lie, this book was reallllllly adorable and I had a heck of a lot of fun reading it. But the overall message of the story was… kind of pointless.
EEEEP EEEEEP EEEEEEP! 2016 is almost here and we all know what that means: it’s release time. Finally, the books I have been waiting for shall be given to me, and I will soak in their glory and praise them endlessly!
…can you see why I might be a liiiiiiittle too excited? Releases are like crack for me.
My family is… a bit mixed up, as far as fandoms go. My parents generally regard my fandoms as silly and meaningless, my siblings tend to gawk at my adoration of male actors *hint* Tom Hiddleston & Benedict Cumberbatch *hint*, and my ferret is happy to sit on my lap and read fanfiction with me.
But my brother recently had been making some pretty snarky comments towards my fandoms, and I had been trying to defend those fandoms. Apparently, he took that really seriously, and sat me down to have a talk. He said to me, and not in a mean way, “Fandoms are meaningless. These books and shows that you enjoy, they’re just entertainment. You shouldn’t want to defend them and be mean to those criticize them. Don’t get invested in your fandoms, and lose any sense of the real world. You should treat these as things to pass the time, and nothing more.”