tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17836755451402989262024-03-05T06:07:04.204-08:00Twisted Literature and Ugly SongsHollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.comBlogger75125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-21233298746786423462014-07-06T21:57:00.000-07:002014-07-06T21:57:14.851-07:00BR: Under Different Stars, Amy A. Bartol<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1d6SADaKAlUdNFyqNBKQ5_VzEucahsNVdvG3afdfaEoZncrO5Nqcim2lGOJ_O5elH8t5wS2AFsJZ973xGsjKZJ9QkmPMisHbPDMNvt7lhk8_fT0LVe58OgUJsuJtm8P8JOfme02-0Uca0/s1600/under+different+stars.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1d6SADaKAlUdNFyqNBKQ5_VzEucahsNVdvG3afdfaEoZncrO5Nqcim2lGOJ_O5elH8t5wS2AFsJZ973xGsjKZJ9QkmPMisHbPDMNvt7lhk8_fT0LVe58OgUJsuJtm8P8JOfme02-0Uca0/s1600/under+different+stars.jpg" height="320" width="212" /></a><i><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">All she wants is a home, but can she find one...UNDER DIFFERENT STARS </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">Kricket Hollowell is normally not one to wish upon stars; she believes they’re rarely in her favor. Well versed at dodging caseworkers from Chicago’s foster care system, the past few years on her own have made Kricket an expert at the art of survival and blending in. With her 18th birthday fast approaching, she dreams of the day when she can stop running and find what her heart needs most: a home. </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">Trey Allairis hates Earth and doubts that anyone from his world can thrive here. What he’s learning of Kricket and her existence away from her true home only confirms his theory. But, when he and Kricket lie together under the stars of Ethar, counting them all may be easier than letting her go. </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">Kyon Ensin’s secrets number the stars; he knows more about Kricket's gifts than anyone and plans to possess her because of them. He also knows she’s more valuable than any fire in the night sky. He’ll move the heavens and align them all in order to make her his own. </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">When everything in their world can be broken, will Kricket rely upon love to save her under different stars? -- Back cover synopsis</span></i><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">So, yes, back to the book. I thought it was going to be some displaced alien story taking place in Chicago, but in fact, it was a displaced human story. For anyone who has read Amy A Bartol's Premonition series, you know that this woman comes up crazy plots that just keep surprising and drawing you in over and over. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">The ONLY thing that bugged me? Kricket let her man physically carry her around a lot. I mean, I understand if you just fainted or are hurt, but it seemed like she was letting herself get tote around like a puppy. Which was weird, because she was a really independent character, that I liked a lot.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Otherwise, looooved. My newest guilty pleasure? I think so! Now we bite our nails and whine until the next book-- Sea of Stars-- comes about!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px;">And don't even get me started on Iniquity. (WE'VE WAITED SO LONG...)</span></span>HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-26284226739293082932014-07-06T17:18:00.002-07:002014-07-06T17:19:12.825-07:00BR: Rain (Paper Gods #2), by Amanda Sun<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3dWw3I75TW9reV9oblMdrrKSQZxA2Xk1-FIbuwWCkq2uMYd5gCgJBBfAiZ6CorhcnpGrh6qc6J_GeToRPQVsg8RPzbSG4IK8AlqwlE4iG5QM50HnwOw35ajew2NOs6T4am-pE_FfGkWCm/s1600/rain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3dWw3I75TW9reV9oblMdrrKSQZxA2Xk1-FIbuwWCkq2uMYd5gCgJBBfAiZ6CorhcnpGrh6qc6J_GeToRPQVsg8RPzbSG4IK8AlqwlE4iG5QM50HnwOw35ajew2NOs6T4am-pE_FfGkWCm/s1600/rain.jpg" height="320" width="208" /></a><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">American Katie Green has decided to stay in Japan. She's started to build a life in the city of Shizuoka, and she can't imagine leaving behind her friends, her aunt and especially Tomohiro, the guy she's fallen in love with. But her return is not as simple as she thought. She's flunking out of Japanese school and committing cultural faux pas wherever she goes. Tomohiro is also struggling—as a Kami, his connection to the ancient gods of Japan and his power to bring drawings to life have begun to spiral out of control.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">So... Rain. (Paper God #2). Sequel to Ink. By Amanda Sun.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">See, the problem with taking so long to write a sequel is that the expectations from your audience get higher and higher the longer it takes to publish. Which, of course, isn't fair. But, you know, we're spoiled YA readers. Our expectations are for quick publications and each book better than the last!</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">Unfortunately, that's not what happened with Rain.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">Was it good? Yes. Did it blow Ink out of the water? No. Did it finally clear up WHAT a Kami is and how the ink works? YES, finally.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">Are there new relationships and characters introduced that enrich the story? Yes, which is one of the best parts of the book. Ishikawa takes his friendship with Tomo seriously again, and even Katie starts to tolerate him. Jun becomes a key player. And preggo whats-her-bucket comes and makes a mess out of everything. (Who IS that baby's daddy?! Why can't she go bother HIM?!)</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;"><i>Sinner follows Cole St. Clair, a pivotal character from the #1 New York Times bestselling Shiver Trilogy. Everybody thinks they know Cole's story. Stardom. Addiction. Downfall. Disappearance. But only a few people know Cole's darkest secret -- his ability to shift into a wolf. One of these people is Isabel. At one point, they may have even loved each other. But that feels like a lifetime ago. Now Cole is back. Back in the spotlight. Back in the danger zone. Back in Isabel's life. Can this sinner be saved?</i> --Back Cover.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">Opened to the first page: "But. The ink is black."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">I didn't realize I was expecting the colored ink of the first 3 Shiver books, but when Sinner was plain black, I was deeply disappointed. Huh.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">But: oooh, but. Does it ever make up for it in the story.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">It's no secret that Maggie Stiefvater is one of my top three favorite authors. There's something about her writing that is so unique and refreshing that I can't find anywhere else. It's out of the box and cutting edge while being extremely accessible to YA. Her characters come alive in your mind and won't leave you alone. </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">Having spent my entire life in Southern California, I highly appreciated the setting in LA, and the completely realistic descriptions of it. The relationships and characters are all the dynamic, multi-layered wonders that you expect from dear Maggie. The plot is amazing. Of course, involving both Cole and Isabel, it is full of sass and pain. As Ron Weasley once said, "You're going to suffer, but you're going to be happy about it.</span>HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-62719622162531837832012-03-09T14:36:00.000-08:002012-03-09T14:36:33.620-08:00Juliet Immortal, Stacey Jay<em>"The most tragic love story in history . . .<br />
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Juliet Capulet didn't take her own life. She was murdered by the person she trusted most, her new husband, Romeo Montague, a sacrifice made to ensure his own immortality. But what Romeo didn't anticipate was that Juliet would be granted eternity, as well, and would become an agent for the Ambassadors of Light. For 700 years, she's fought Romeo for the souls of true lovers, struggling to preserve romantic love and the lives of the innocent. Until the day she meets someone she's forbidden to love, and Romeo, oh Romeo, will do everything in his power to destroy that love." </em>---inside cover<br />
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I wanted to love it so much. But I don't. Juliet was so annoying as a narrator in her indecisive ways and the way she OVER THOUGHT everything. So many pages dragging on of NO ACTION, just her whinning and flip-flopping back and forth, "I love Ben... oh, no I don't, he's meant for Gemma!" Not to mention the "Screw you Romeo!... Nevermind, let's do it!... No, I can't!... Alright, let's just get it over with..." She might have been a fighter, but she certainly didn't make a good narrator.<br />
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Romeo's chapter's, however, were so fasinating. He was so sadistic, and HIS character was set in stone. I loved his chapters. Apparently, Ms. Jay is making a sequel, written from Romeo's point of view. Will I be reading it? Heck no. I don't want my feelings of semi-enjoying Romeo to be ruined, because he's certainly going to be changed.<br />
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I hated the complex concepts of the Mercenaries and the Ambassadors. If Ms. Jay had taken a much simpler approach to them, and had them as a constant in the story, I feel like the rest of the plot could have simplified and made much richer, and I would have enjoyed it a whole bunch more.<br />
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Poor guy. HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-55532365005302941182012-02-05T17:33:00.000-08:002012-02-05T17:33:40.496-08:00The Goddess Test, Aimee Carter<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZSgHD8Slg_YL5qeIc301E9Wwxa1n14QBZW_ikA4Hfi566cVZ4IGEotnEmbbZpewQGq2P_ZFkbslnf_o9ZvYtKii9RkRbVUHzasaM7vJWXVazga4MrPyv40yCy93sIh0H860rLeNa1sKKI/s1600/The+Goddess+Test+by+Aimee+Carter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZSgHD8Slg_YL5qeIc301E9Wwxa1n14QBZW_ikA4Hfi566cVZ4IGEotnEmbbZpewQGq2P_ZFkbslnf_o9ZvYtKii9RkRbVUHzasaM7vJWXVazga4MrPyv40yCy93sIh0H860rLeNa1sKKI/s320/The+Goddess+Test+by+Aimee+Carter.jpg" width="210" /></a></div><table border="0" cellspacing="1" id="myReview"><tbody>
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</tbody> </table>HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-6378129745295640232011-12-05T19:01:00.000-08:002011-12-05T19:01:50.305-08:00Rotters, by Daniel KrausRotters, by Daniel Kraus<br />
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<em>"Grave-robbing. What kind of monster would do such a thing? It's true that Leonardo da Vinci did it, Shakespeare wrote about it, and the resurrection men of nineteenth-century Scotland practically made it an art. But none of this matters to Joey Crouch, a sixteen-year-old straight-A student living in Chicago with his single mom. For the most part, Joey's life is about playing the trumpet and avoiding the daily humiliations of high school.<br />
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Everything changes when Joey's mother dies in a tragic accident and he is sent to rural Iowa to live with the father he has never known, a strange, solitary man with unimaginable secrets. At first, Joey's father wants nothing to do with him, but once father and son come to terms with each other, Joey's life takes a turn both macabre and exhilarating." -- From the jacket cover</em><br />
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Am I the only one thinking, ".... how does Daniel Kraus know all the precise, knitty-gritty details of how to rob a grave?"<br />
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I half expected to find the bio in the back of the book: "About the author: DANIEL KRAUS is a writer and currently resides at Iowa State Prison, where he's serving a 20 year sentence for--you guessed it-- digging up dead bodies, robbing graves, and other sorts of gene<a class="actionLinkLite" href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/8572163-rotters#"><span style="color: #215625; font-family: Arial;">...more</span></a></span><span id="freeTextreview226154037">By far-- by FAR-- the creepiest, most disturbed thing I have read to date.<br />
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Am I the only one thinking, ".... how does Daniel Kraus know all the precise, knitty-gritty details of how to rob a grave?"<br />
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I half expected to find the bio in the back of the book: "About the author: DANIEL KRAUS is a writer and currently resides at Iowa State Prison, where he's serving a 20 year sentence for--you guessed it-- digging up dead bodies, robbing graves, and other sorts of general mischeif. Rotters is his first book. You can write him at Iowastateprison@hotmail.com-- put 'Daniel Kraus' as the subject line."<br />
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It's so crazy disturbing. It's so sick and wrong on so many levels. But it's <em>so good</em> at the same time. It's like the ultimate horror movie stuck inside a book. I mean, the hurricane scene? With the flooded cemetery and the bodies floating everywhere? And let's not even start at what Boggs may or may not have done to Val's body. Or the Rotters book itself.<br />
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I loved Harnett's heroism, the way he was so tied to the past, even though his own intentions weren't pure in the least. A piece of my soul just might have died when he finally bit the dust. And Joey as a character himself was excellent to follow through this crazy-wrong book.<br />
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Let's just leave it as: not for the weak heartened. Not in the least. Not just super gorey and super creepy, but simply disturbing. BUT GOOD.</span></span></td></tr>
</tbody> </table>HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-8168420952042244622011-12-05T18:47:00.000-08:002011-12-05T18:47:17.701-08:00Devoured, by Amanda MarroneDevoured, by Amanda Marrone<br />
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Conceptionally, this book is great. Remember the evil queen in Snow White? "Mirror, Mirror on the wall..." Well, the Mirror's still around, and it's causing as many problems as it possibly can, because that's how it gets it's evil little kicks and giggles. Fantastic idea, Ms. Marrone. Kuddos, indeed.<br />
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While the writing style of the book seemed, well, lacking, and the execution of a lot of the book wasn't stellar, and the character development was so-so, the whole idea of the book was really original.<br />
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Also, I loved the way Remy, the dead little sister, haunted our main character, Megan. While in other popular books that will remain unsaid *coughcoughTHATIHATEcoughcough*, where the little sister pops up, walking around like she's alive, watching everything, making comments about her sister's life, visiting celebrities.... Remy can only see certain things, certain people, is vastly confused, and frustrated. I love the way she throws temper tantrums, leaving pools of river water everywhere, scaring the crap out of anyone who had the ability to witness it. Poor Remy just needs to find Daddy, dang it! Where's Daddy, Megan?<br />
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Plus the digs on Disney Land and all the Disney types? Loved it, even if I am one who loves the Magic Kingdom. Hiding dead bodies of murder victims underneath the kiddie rides IS pretty disturbing. And makes for great reading.<br />
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All in all? Easy read. Concept was original and interesting. I think it would have been more successful if the writing had been higher quality. Still enjoyed it.HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-39717119096733614482011-12-05T18:27:00.000-08:002011-12-05T18:29:09.220-08:00"Real Live Boyfriends: Yes. Boyfriends, Plural. If My Life Weren't Complicated, I Wouldn't Be Ruby Oliver," by E. Lockhart"Real Live Boyfriends: Yes. Boyfriends, Plural. If My Life Weren't Complicated, I Wouldn't Be Ruby Oliver" (Ruby Oliver #4) by E. Lockhart<br />
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Now I'm a big fan of Ruby Oliver. BIG FAN. Most people who read these books are. It's one of those you either love-in-the-sort-of-super-gushing type of way, or you hate it, and according to Goodreads, the vote is YES on Prop Ruby Oliver.<br />
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(See <a href="http://www.darklightlullabye.com/2010/08/br-boyfriend-list-boy-book-treasure-map.html">here</a> for my previous gushing on this series)<br />
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But sadly, this is my least favorite of the series. There seems to be less randomness than usual, less lists, less footnotes... and I think Ruby only said "Spankin" once!<br />
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Also, I liked the old covers better.<br />
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However, there was a seriously brilliant scene about an intended Meatloafery... You know how sometimes you come across things and you're like, "DANG, I wish I wrote that...."? This is one of those things. Sheer random genuis.<br />
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This is to be the final book in the Ruby Oliver series.<br />
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Oh Roo, I'll miss you.HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-2127053886775172282011-12-04T14:00:00.000-08:002011-12-04T14:00:31.550-08:00The Splendor Falls, by Rosemary Clement-MooreThe Splendor Falls, by Rosemary Clement-Moore<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigB1Pv8Gve87aNeXi55vyLrRQbPKCz01Mt2psZnXafl00qeE2PKfSbaYsYKXwx8cy841l5TV_Uz1jNDrKP4Sz4SIzvP5-3d-h-LZEUJZOiZOPypnY1dvjbbq7ZpmNO841z1Z2PuGmj9Ch7/s1600/the+splendor+falls1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigB1Pv8Gve87aNeXi55vyLrRQbPKCz01Mt2psZnXafl00qeE2PKfSbaYsYKXwx8cy841l5TV_Uz1jNDrKP4Sz4SIzvP5-3d-h-LZEUJZOiZOPypnY1dvjbbq7ZpmNO841z1Z2PuGmj9Ch7/s1600/the+splendor+falls1.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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Truly, I would have given it up... had it not been for Gigi. Thank goodness for 6-pound fluffy reject designer handbag dogs... because she saved this book. <br />
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<span style="color: #215625; font-family: Arial;">...</span></span><span id="freeTextreview235542247">Alright so... essentially, I enjoyed this book. I say this AFTER I finished it. If you had asked me at page 150, 250, 350... I would have said something along the lines of... "WHAT THE FREAKING FREAK IS THIS BOOK ABOUT?!?! JFIOSDJIOHJFASKMCLKAJSJRIOWJdsjfioweioafnewhjioajeklrj! CAN WE GET ON WITH IT ALREADY?!?"<br />
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Truly, I would have given it up... had it not been for Gigi. Thank goodness for 6-pound fluffy reject designer handbag dogs... because she saved this book. <br />
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The Splendor Falls is a 513 page book. Of the Young Adult Urban Fantasy Genre. However, it isn't until page 405, yes that would be FOUR HUNDRED AND FIVE, that MAGIC is confirmed as part of the plot. <br />
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405.<br />
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It's not even BROUGHT UP until a few pages earlier (page 393, to be exact). <br />
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That's a lot of pages to read of Sylvie Davis mucking around Bluestone Hills, not knowing what's going on. There's a few ghostly encounters and some skepticism towards the motives of the Teen Town Council, particularly Shawn Maddox, and some love/hating going on with Welsh hottie Rhys, as well as some prime time pouting over the loss of Sylvie's ballet career... but other than that, it's just mucking around the family mansion-turned-almost-open-inn, and gardening.<br />
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That's where Gigi saves the day. Like I said, good ol' reject designer handbag chihuahuas. :)<br />
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Anyways, once the whole magic thing is FINALLY put on the map, the books lights up like a Christmas tree, and it becomes so much more entertaining, exciting, and pleasing to read. I truly believe that if Ms. Clement-Moore had condensed the first 400 pages into like, 150, or 200 tops, then it would have flowed faster, easier, and been simply more pleasing to read. There was simply a TON of material to get through. <br />
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Because Sylvie's quest for info on her ancestors took her to all different sources all over the course of the book, it became patchy, confusing, and as a reader, you felt like the information was all over the map, and yet wasn't drawing any conclusions, for Sylvie or you as a reader. Also, often during coversations throughout the book, I felt like they jumped topics without making sense on many different occasions. Am I the only one who felt that? Like, they were alluding to one thing, like Hannah, and then all of a sudden they were talking about the Welsh legends, with no segue whatsoever? I got confused..... or, not confused, but thought it was really strange and RANDOM...<br />
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AND WHAT THE HECK DOES THE TITLE "The Splendor Falls" MEAN? Am I just stupid and can't make the connection to anything? I mean, there are a couple of LITERAL slips and "falls" during the course of the book... Hannah falling in the river, Clara down the stairs, and of course, Slyvie's epic fall that broke her leg in the first place etc., but I wouldn't have referred to them as SPLENDORific in anyway. And there weren't any sort of WATERfalls along the river, splendor or otherwise... Someone please explain it to me?<br />
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See, as much as I seriously dislike the one-word title craze going on amongst the YA genre, at least you can generally UNDERSTAND the reference. Grrrrrr.<br />
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Anyways, I'm glad Gigi didn't end up dying in some sort of heroic deed at the end or anything, because I REALLY would have been pissed off. Like, seriously pissed off. Like, throw the book at the wall pissed off.<br />
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And I don't even LIKE chihuahuas.</span></span><br />
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<span class="readable reviewText">The book just need less of the "what's going on?" feel (first 405 pages), and a whole lot more of the really good last 100 pages feel. </span></td></tr>
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Pooooooooooop. It wasn't as good as the first one. :(((<br />
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Evie wasn't as cheeky, Lend wasn't there 3/4 the time, and I'm totally over all the Faerie crap. Evie lies about everything and goes behind everybodies back, then complains about her angst-ridden life. Oh, what's a sad, poor, unloved teenager to do? Buck up, little camper. Stop lying. <br />
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Where's the snark and uniqueness of Paranormalcy? Bleep, I missed it. Badly.</div>HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-21260762382026698432011-08-27T11:40:00.000-07:002011-08-27T11:40:57.696-07:00BR: I Am Number Four<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgg3IGpuJO_phQCzI26p9nI9S4z7frZkBmFEaxDFGY6jrMVEwRFlidzzMr62eCWBgZYpp-10reii8_b_QLKSoO8SUIKaO0K4gQarmOAHP0UEISCYxoSRcBU6I2HwVStxrPGqV70uz6swRz/s1600/I-Am-Number-Four.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgg3IGpuJO_phQCzI26p9nI9S4z7frZkBmFEaxDFGY6jrMVEwRFlidzzMr62eCWBgZYpp-10reii8_b_QLKSoO8SUIKaO0K4gQarmOAHP0UEISCYxoSRcBU6I2HwVStxrPGqV70uz6swRz/s320/I-Am-Number-Four.jpg" width="211" /></a></div><br />
I don't get it... I liked the movie. I thought it was fast paced and interesting. Then again, maybe that was because it had Alex Pettyfer in it... man, if that boy were a few years older...<br />
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But the book suuuuuuuuucks. "Pittacus Lore," as he calls himself, cannot write himself out a paper bag; and I use that terrible cliche in honor of him. I could hardly focus on the story line or connect with the characters because I was so distracted with the sucky seven word sentences lacking any sort of literary depth or variety whatsoever. <br />
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So sad little reviewing girl dared to have the audacity to come this book to HARRY POTTER! I couldn't help barking out a laugh. In no way, shape or form does this book resemble Harry Potter. No where. Ever. In any thing. Sorry, little girl. I dislike putting down my fellow reviewers, everyone is entitled to their own opinions is how I see it, but that is just a mistake that must be corrected. Harry Potter must not be disgraced, you know. HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-27635544330526762982011-08-26T18:21:00.000-07:002011-08-26T18:21:53.425-07:00BR: The Autobiography of Mrs. Tom Thumb<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKGVidzYmfpE7NIEX6TiXpZYbTvofDKBv7ZKpL8a3wju8bmzlZsj2BSwL8Z-nfZxxGqKztXAjdUWlW9FG74IKEE5quw5LUZGagjNzeKuyCTeaODOkxoubaZBQKlCKl1KclTzrNm-ot3sc4/s1600/the+autobiography+of+Mrs.+Tom+Thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKGVidzYmfpE7NIEX6TiXpZYbTvofDKBv7ZKpL8a3wju8bmzlZsj2BSwL8Z-nfZxxGqKztXAjdUWlW9FG74IKEE5quw5LUZGagjNzeKuyCTeaODOkxoubaZBQKlCKl1KclTzrNm-ot3sc4/s320/the+autobiography+of+Mrs.+Tom+Thumb.jpg" width="216" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I wasn't expecting this book to be a tragedy! I suppose when dealing with real life, there's always some tragedy and roughness involved, but I wasn't expecting to come away feeling so sad for Vinnie. I wonder if, and hope not that, this is an accurate depiction of her emotions and views of life, or if Vinnie saw things completely in a different light. Either way, she was an extraordinary woman, and this is an extraordinary book full of rich history, adventure, stiffled emotion, and a woman quite literally searching the world for happiness, and what she did when she culdn't find it.</div>HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-31828212731088591032011-07-12T21:53:00.000-07:002011-07-12T21:53:18.567-07:00Oh, Sweet Muses, I Missed You<strong><em>I felt it again tonight.</em></strong><br />
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The need to write. <em>I felt it again.</em> The feeling that no, I didn’t want to lay here and read this book. I didn’t want to read. I wanted to write.<br />
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It’s been so long since I’ve had this feeling, that I hardly know if I even have anything to say, but it doesn’t matter. I just need to write. I’d forgotten what muses felt like. The stream of consciousness, where my fingers fly and write at almost the precise moment I think. It’s elating, these words flying from my fingertips, the sound of the keyboard clicking and tapping as my thoughts spill out from my head into real live, written words instead of the phantom letters that float around in my skull. As easy as I breathe, the words now flow from my fingers. My words, my being, slipping from my fingers onto these simple keys, while the page in front of me lights up with ideas and imagination. I can hear the sound of my voice as I write, sounding more lyrical, and perhaps a bit more hopeful, than in real life. <br />
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It's been so long, it's almost foreign. The dam that cut off my mind from my fingers was getting more and more solid every day, and I had not almost, but truly had given up hope that it would ever come down. I thought it was fuzed to the inside of my mind, that the synapse had been snapped and could never find their way back together, no matter how much a prayed.<br />
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And then it happened. In the most peculiarly subtle and normal way, as if synapses simply connected together again and metaphoric dams, miles thick, vaporized every day. The stream of my consciousness reaches my fingers just fine now. My fingers no longer stand poised over the keys, my muscles aching, begging for the words in my mind to use them as a conduit to the keys of my computer.<br />
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I think thoughts, and as quickly as they come, my fingers tap and the thoughts show up as letters in Times New Roman font onto my computer screen, staring me back in the face.<br />
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It's magic, <em>I swear.</em><br />
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I couldn't be more delighted than if I won the lottery or fell in love or woke up fifty pounds lighter, or was given a lifetime supply of Goldfish crackers.<br />
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<em><strong><u>I can write again. </u></strong></em>HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-27198212886288095372011-07-09T10:46:00.000-07:002011-07-09T10:48:08.930-07:00What I Stole On Harry Potter and the Deathly HallowsFound the best review of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows on Goodreads.com from one <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/26511-montambeau">"Montambeau"</a>... hope she doesn't mind me putting it here to share with you all... because it's great!<br />
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<em>12) Kreacher cleans the house and makes them soup after Harry is appreciative of him and gives him a chance to do something for Regulus. </em><br />
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<em>11) Harry takes Moody's eye off of Umbridge's door, even though this causes panic and frenzy at the ministry and almost gets them caught. </em><br />
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<em>10) The visit to Luna's rook-shaped house--especially seeing the loving portraits in her bedroom and Hermione's kick-ass escape plan. </em><br />
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<em>9) Ron is in turmoil when Hermione is being tortured by Bellatrix. </em><br />
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<em>8) Escape from Malfoy Manor--awesome! Fallen hero Dobby's last words are, "Harry...Potter." </em><br />
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<em>7) Neville has become the leader of Dumbledore's Army while Harry's been away. He's got battle scars before the battle! </em><br />
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<em>6)Harry performs the crucio because the Carrow spits on McGonagall. </em><br />
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<em>5)Molly Weasley kills Bellatrix. "Not my daughter, YOU BITCH!" </em><br />
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<em>4) All of Hogwarts is involved in the battle. Suits of armor march to battle, all the portraits are shouting tips and encouragement, Trewlawney gets Fenrir with a crystal ball! </em><br />
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<em>3) Snape asks Harry to look at him as he dies so that Snape's last vision is of Lily's eyes. </em><br />
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<em>2)James, Lily, Lupin and Sirius escort Harry through the forest safely and give him love and encouragement. Harry thinks he could stare at Lily forever. </em><br />
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<em>1) Ginny and Harry live to make sweet, sweet love. I wouldn't name my own child, "Albus Severus," but I can see why Harry did. </em><br />
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<em>"Yeah, JKR, ear ear! Job well done." "</em><br />
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<em>-<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/26511-montambeau">Montambeau</a></em><br />
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Great, right? Thanks!HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-90781720371378806152011-06-14T17:03:00.000-07:002011-06-14T17:03:22.785-07:00BR: Dash and Lily's Book of Dares<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSaZIYOsQF9G2Hs46jIgsCHQAYOg7E9PAqOCXFphOJdEylIvkyycjDUnxelMmDrE_93P-RJAc0Jth2IgdSZ2wReCteMSthvpaUGUv_xlU_qkH1kYEbv8I-_XmeL9vRNHTEQuvWXTDVbdCj/s1600/Dash+and+Lily%2527s+Book+of+Dares.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSaZIYOsQF9G2Hs46jIgsCHQAYOg7E9PAqOCXFphOJdEylIvkyycjDUnxelMmDrE_93P-RJAc0Jth2IgdSZ2wReCteMSthvpaUGUv_xlU_qkH1kYEbv8I-_XmeL9vRNHTEQuvWXTDVbdCj/s320/Dash+and+Lily%2527s+Book+of+Dares.jpg" t8="true" width="218" /></a></div>Can I just say? Now I want my own persnickety Snarl. Maybe I should start wearing majorette boots and catch babies who get knocked out of their strollers by gigantic dogs named Boris.<br />
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<span id="freeTextreview175498418">Totally adored. Who DOESN'T want to come across a red notebook in a bookstore connected to a possible true love, daring you to go around New York during Christmas time and leave notes to each other? Yes, please. Very much so, yes please. This was one of those books that I totally laughed out loud at, and made me wish that I was more witty. Dang. <br />
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You probably know the authors Rachel Cohn and David Levithan from Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist, and are possibly already aware that each author takes a character, and they tag-team write, each "character" writing parts of the story in their own view; they claim to not plan anything beforehand and just let the story come out, chapter by chapter. <br />
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The first few chapters, it was like Cohn and Levithan were trying to out-ridiculous each other, like they were setting each other up, playing a game of who's-more-clever, which was hilarious, but at the same time, you were wondering just how serious this whole book was going to be. Eventually, the ridiculousness and out-doing each other toned down, and a real story played out. I mean, seriously, how fun would it be to have a secret pen pal who left your shared notebook in random places, with random people, giving you the opportunity to do all sorts of strange things you'd never get to do otherwise? Rub Santa's belly, decode secret messages in random books around a huge bookstore, go to a wax museum, make your own muppet.... <br />
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I was surprised I liked it, to tell you the truth. Having read Nick & Norah's, I was hesitant, just because I was so sick of horny teenagers, but decided to give it a shot. Decision: Dash & Lily's Book of Dares is like a horny-free version of Nick & Norahs, and much better, anyways. <br />
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I particularly enjoyed Dash's persnicketyness, Aunt Ida, the way Lily legitly wore the one boot and one sneaker, and all the fun word references. Hooray for people who enjoy words as much as I do.</span>HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-58907184611142634792011-06-10T13:27:00.000-07:002011-06-10T13:27:34.885-07:00BR: ENTICE, Carrie Jones<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0JxZxaW3m7nluwQRAZ2DySlmWnSbsPEw6YWOcFivb9XJX3hBZzkeNzCyv-wpsAfJojwulMk3p9G6coel3qxhn0JxyASeEdhWmnovKzrdMZEqpHGJgjhLaHxGLIo4BJFBrA-XZfieT8B3J/s1600/Entice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0JxZxaW3m7nluwQRAZ2DySlmWnSbsPEw6YWOcFivb9XJX3hBZzkeNzCyv-wpsAfJojwulMk3p9G6coel3qxhn0JxyASeEdhWmnovKzrdMZEqpHGJgjhLaHxGLIo4BJFBrA-XZfieT8B3J/s320/Entice.jpg" t8="true" width="212" /></a></div><br />
<span><span>By far the best in the series!</span></span><br />
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<span><span>The silliness of Zara is still there, but toned down as she starts maturing more and more through all sorts of trips around the world, wounds, losses, and, of course, the eternal quest to save Nick from Valhalla...</span> </span><br />
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The ending promises a FOURTH BOOK, which I'm actually rather excited about. Usually, I'm peeved when I get to the third book and IT DOESN'T WRAP UP (*coughcough-alysonnoel-coughcough*), but for once I'm pretty excited. Actually, way excited.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">*Alyson Noel wrote the whole Evermore... series. I was super peeved when it didn't wrap up in book three--- which you can read all about my peevedness at my previous review <a href="http://www.darklightlullabye.com/2010/08/br-dark-flame-alyson-noel.html">right here</a>. After book four, I just stopped. I stopped caring long ago, and I was just done. Did it ever end? Did anyone read Night Star? Is it STILL GOING? I know she wrote a spin off abotu Riley.... Oh my gosh, does it never end?</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Anyways. Entice was fantastic. Love it. The whole character of Zara is very unique and loveable--- from her friendliness, to her love for Amnesty International and strong enthusiasm for justice, to her habit of chanting fears when she's nervous, she's great and a keeper. Plus the Pixie's thing instead of the normal Faeries thing was semi-original, which is always appreciated. Here's to hoping for the next book!</div>HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-82363192223085851272011-06-07T11:53:00.000-07:002011-06-07T11:53:25.578-07:00New KindleSo, I got a Kindle for my birthday last month, and can I say? Adore it. <br />
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Crazy surprise right? I was so anti-electronic books... What changed my mind? I read that you can get hundreds (maybe thousands, I don't know) of the classics FREE on Kindle. It pays for itself after a few free books. Plus, when gifted from my parents? Yes please!<br />
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It was only weird for a few pages of electronic book, then I got used to it. Less words can fit on the page, so you turn pages all the time... but you can do it one handed, instead of needing two to seperate and turn real pages.<br />
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Make no mistake, I am not 100% converted. I still love spending hours browsing Barnes and Noble, and the smell of new books, and the crinkle of pages and the shiny covers and the weight of a book in my hands... No, I will never STOP loving real, 100% paper books. Kindles are shnazzy and convienent, but mixing it up with a real book here and there makes all the difference. I still have my books shelves and stacks of books littering every surface of my room, and were I to get rid of them, half of my soul would die. No, no; Kindle will not be REPLACING real books in my life. Just making it a little bit more electronically-savy.<br />
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Although it is waaay too easy to get new books on Kindle. Waaaaaay too easy.<br />
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The nonperks I've found on my Kindle:<br />
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1. There's no clock. I can't tell when I've spent 3 hours reading, or 4, or 8...<br />
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2. No page numbers! What?! Just a "63%" (or whatever %) line at the bottom... So, I can't tell just how thick any given book is that I'm reading. Huh.<br />
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3. No color. That makes me sad. Although if I had paid more, I could have gotten one with color, but the whole idea was to be <em>saving</em> money...<br />
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4. You don't get to see the cover, hardly. It's small and noncolored, and only pops up if you search for it. I miss seeing the covers all the time.<br />
5. And most importantly: Having a brand new book instantly at your fingertips (and paying $8-$20 for it) is easy as <br />
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It's waaaaaaaaaay too easy to buy books when they're magically at your fingertips! You can have a new book in ten seconds, delivered instantly. While incredibly handy, TEMPATATION IS TOO GREAT!HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-41865080680201999252011-05-31T20:36:00.000-07:002011-05-31T20:36:38.054-07:00VulturesFantastic quote I just stumbled upon in my LibbaBraying<br />
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</div>Thought you might like it.HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-56227999219327453652011-05-31T20:09:00.000-07:002011-05-31T20:16:32.491-07:00Libba Bray Nonsense Video<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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You didn't know I had an obsession of Libba Bray, did you? Good, cause neither did I. She's flippin insane. Which is probably why I like her so much :) There's more crazy videos of her if you want more--- The Going Bovine one is pretty good. She's in a cow suit. Yeah.<br />
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(Also, I do think that lumberjacks would be a good addition to the Gemma Doyle's. Or, you know, any book. I happen to like lumberjacks.)HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-74420445241193079302011-05-31T19:35:00.000-07:002011-05-31T19:35:13.017-07:00All the Books I've Read Since the Last Time I Posted What I've Been Reading.... (whatever month it was I last posted) plus a few books I found got left out.<br />
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The Seduction of Water<br />
The Weed that Strings the Hangman's Bag<br />
The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie (yes, I did read those two out of order)<br />
The Gathering<br />
City of Fallen Angels<br />
Cloaked<br />
Pretty Little Liars<br />
Flawless<br />
The Peach Keeper<br />
Going Bovine<br />
These Things Hidden<br />
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</div>and I'm now in the middle of Graveminder.<br />
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And other books I've read in the last few months that didn't get mentioned: <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsUtzwEMkYxzD078s3YJD0rmaIKH-dQ1B50gnlZnPE-h2ANHNtF2Fm7ewLwWdUWuDc3rYE_TsPVJHypx13Y6kteXObdNo6yJpy3zRtjkQmqyFA2XOakxTuWbCJCvn8QYxSjga-Yn0GnzeK/s1600/the+exile+of+sarah+stevenson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsUtzwEMkYxzD078s3YJD0rmaIKH-dQ1B50gnlZnPE-h2ANHNtF2Fm7ewLwWdUWuDc3rYE_TsPVJHypx13Y6kteXObdNo6yJpy3zRtjkQmqyFA2XOakxTuWbCJCvn8QYxSjga-Yn0GnzeK/s1600/the+exile+of+sarah+stevenson.jpg" t8="true" /></a></div> just kidding, I think that's the only one that didn't get mentioned. Sorry, The Exile of Sara Stevenson. It was pretty good. Except for the random bit of time-traveling letter that didn't really make sense. Otherwise, it was good.HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-39248365576834749182011-05-31T16:13:00.000-07:002011-05-31T16:13:57.690-07:00BR: Going Bovine<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Libba Bray's: GOING BOVINE</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC_8TiOhDpNsObTe5k8BEr47UPKhsYldwxrFAHOtaH0ScS6CcuLIchsJ79QbStvl-UpmANvR5OrCXxXjebk2aUz_oEkcAEgSRalCl4LS-ErA8PSleopf-G2vxBh7PnT7njmW_OLoRtpW3a/s1600/going+bovine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC_8TiOhDpNsObTe5k8BEr47UPKhsYldwxrFAHOtaH0ScS6CcuLIchsJ79QbStvl-UpmANvR5OrCXxXjebk2aUz_oEkcAEgSRalCl4LS-ErA8PSleopf-G2vxBh7PnT7njmW_OLoRtpW3a/s1600/going+bovine.jpg" t8="true" /></a></div><span id="freeTextreview172556523">Going Bovine was so crazy trippy. I guess I should have expected it from Libba Bray, having read the Gemma Doyle books, as well as visiting her blog somewhat frequently. This book had everything from near death experiences at Disney World, potty mouth dwarfs prone to panic attacks, mad cow disease, evil snowglobes, really good jazz, a punk rock angel with a sweet tooth, a serious run-in with a happiness cult (who just so happen to run a bowling alley, and sing rocking happiness songs), spring break with YA!TV on a beach in Florida, trippy somewhat time-travel, and, maybe?- death. But first and foremost- my favorite--- a most excellent garden gnome who just so happens to be an immortal Norse God, and a very happy drunk. "Interesting" is a serious understatement. The end was a little ambiguous, which was apparently done on purpose so you can decide how you want to take it (was it all real? Craziness? Medicine-induced coma? Death? Hmmm...) As always, I got tired of all the swearing, but then again-- it's two teenage boys going on a crazy road trip to save the universe from an evil wizard and fire giants and close up a wormhole. There's going to be serious swearing involved. Read it, people. It's trippy good stuff.</span><br />
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<span>GARDEN GNOME!!!</span><br />
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<span>NORSE GODS!!!!!</span><br />
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<span>LIBBA BRAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!</span><br />
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<span>She's so crazy, which is probably why I love her so much.</span>HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-66369838625061641832011-05-17T19:51:00.000-07:002011-05-17T19:51:39.650-07:00The Scorpio Races, MAGGIE STIEFVATERGOOD NEWS!!! (said in a sing-song-uber-excited-voice)<br />
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Just got wind of NEW BOOK from MAGGIE STIEFVATER (possibly my all-time author love)!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihMya9nWSHuDpmxqhlYStHFsxTrHyLHmgy-UET_YRLWxquFdM5Af8s2WW82WxYDspoJ_ZIfg1ndXznowG4yY8k3_0R8R69A-_e0KCkxacRk3u259cKG3WGqxkTdI1cs-cb38cleE_Uz_FH/s1600/the+scorpio+races.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihMya9nWSHuDpmxqhlYStHFsxTrHyLHmgy-UET_YRLWxquFdM5Af8s2WW82WxYDspoJ_ZIfg1ndXznowG4yY8k3_0R8R69A-_e0KCkxacRk3u259cKG3WGqxkTdI1cs-cb38cleE_Uz_FH/s320/the+scorpio+races.jpg" width="211" /></a></div>On her blog (which I read on goodreads.com--- thought I should do some citing here), she says: <em>"Oh yeah, and it's a standalone novel (not a series), with blood, beaches, and kissing. My favorite that I've written so far. Ever."</em><br />
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(Side note: For some reason, I thought it said LEECHES instead of BEACHES, and I was like, "YEAH, RIGHT ON!" with a little fist pump, and was almost disappointed to realize it was beaches. Idea for your next book, Ms. Stiefvater? LEECHES. I'd be so stoked. Apparently I like leeches... who knew?)<br />
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But for her to be so excited about it makes me want to pee my pants while I do my little excited-happy-chair-dance that everyone makes fun of my for, because YOU KNOW IT'S GOING TO ROCK. I think it's impossible for Maggie Stiefvater to write anything not extravaggantly excellent full of beautiful, lyrical writing that just sucks you in and refuses to let go unless you've thoroughly swooned. <br />
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And can I just say, as much as I love series-- more delicious Stiefvater writing to soak up-- I'm stoked that it's a standalone. It seems like no one does these days in the YA world, and I kind of miss it. Actually, I really miss it. I loved that back in the day with <em>Lament</em>, she did a follow-up with <em>Ballad.</em> It wasn't exactly a continuation of the same story, but a whole new story about one of the lesser characters. It was like they could have been two standalones than a series, and I really liked that. <br />
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So <em>The Scorpio Races</em> won't be available until October 8th, from what I read, but I for one can hardly contain myself from building a time machine so I can go pick up a copy (stopping only for a copy of <em>Forever</em>, of course.) <br />
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For more semi-creepy Maggie Stiefvater love-ranting, see <a href="http://www.darklightlullabye.com/2010/09/br-lament-faerie-queens-deception.html">here for Lament</a> and better yet, <a href="http://www.darklightlullabye.com/2010/07/shiver-linger-maggie-steifvater.html">here for Shiver and Linger, which apparently Maggie found out about and Tweeted about back in the day</a> and WOW that was a long link. <br />
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That was probably the best review I've ever written, because I've never felt so passionate about a book like I did then. Obsessive? Maybe. Creepy? Yeah, sorta. But oodles of fun.HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-29638851646837599762011-05-03T20:36:00.000-07:002011-05-03T20:36:07.444-07:00What I Stole From Libba Bray<em>WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO HAVE WRITERS BLOCK</em><br />
<em>(oh, Libba Bray, I love you.)</em><br />
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"The Ever-Popular I Suck Playlist <br />
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One of the things that continues to surprise me about the writing life is how bloody impossible it can seem at times.... <br />
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....Usually, I get a sense that this is about to happen because I become agitated and completely avoidant. I will whimper and pace the way dogs do before a bad storm. There will be a few days, maybe a week or two, sometimes even a month, in which the writing feels terribly stilted. False. Awful. The equivalent of small talk at a party where you don’t know anybody and you can’t leave yet because somebody else is driving, and so you just have to keep standing in the corner holding on to your sweating seltzer glass saying, “Really? How interesting. I did not know that about elephants.” <br />
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I hate this part. Hate it. These are the days when I come home with the comic book dark cloud scribbles over my head, and when my husband asks me how the writing’s going, I sigh and press my head against my palms and moan, “Terrible. I can’t figure this thing out. I don’t know anything about writing books. You have to tell them I don’t know how to write books. The last five books were a fluke, and now it’s over. Over, I tell you. I’m so sorry. I tried. I have to go watch The Simpsons now.” <br />
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If this part of the writing process were an iPod track list it would look like this:<br />
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Track #1: I Suck<br />
Track #2: I’m Not Smart Enough to Write This Book<br />
Track #3 No, This Is Different <br />
Track #4: Maybe I Could Become a Firefighter/Gravedigger/Finger Puppeteer<br />
Track #5: I Suck, Parts IV-VIII<br />
Track #6: Why Can’t I Write Like (Fill in Blank)?<br />
Track #7: This Doesn’t Happen To (Fill in Blank)<br />
Track #8: Will You Help Me Fake My Death/It’s the Only Way/My Life in a Storage Unit Medley<br />
Track #9: I Suck (Extended Dance Remix)<br />
Track #10: What Was I Thinking?<br />
Track #11: This Is Hopeless! (DJ Flail ‘N’ Whine Mix)<br />
Track #12: So Overwhelmed I’m Underwater <br />
Bonus Track: Also, I Hate My Hair"<br />
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<em>AMEN TO THAT. It's So. Ridiculously. True.</em><br />
<em>Thank you, Libba Bray, for making my life a better place. </em>HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1783675545140298926.post-72439957697477317382011-04-12T12:51:00.000-07:002011-04-12T12:51:22.278-07:00What I Read In March 2011<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">WHAT I READ IN MARCH:</span></strong></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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By Eden Maguire</td></tr>
</tbody></table> <div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">But when I finally did read <em>Summer</em> last night, I couldn't put it down! These books, while still dealing with the popular Paranormal romance stuff, are done in a unique way. I like the combination of mystery and paranormalcy, even as I want to beat sense into Darina. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The twist and turns were more exciting, and more intense, than I anticipated, and I was quite pleased. The ending was hurried, however, and I wished we could have seen more of Summer's reconciliation with it all. I hope she's at peace... you don't really get a clear understanding (or maybe I read it too fast). </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">And is it just me, or is Eden Maguire's writing getting better with each book? Good for her. )</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Oh, Phoenix. How will you end? Because we all know it's going to suck. Beyond measure. And I'm not looking forward to it! </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">(Okay, that's a lie... I can hardly wait for Phoenix. I just don't want it to end, because it's going to be a sad, sad day in the life of Darina.) </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">(Also... I still hope she's seeing Raven. Because she promised Arizona, and I have a feeling that if Darina isn't keeping it, Arizona is going to come back and give her a swift kick in the toga...)</div>HollySaysSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14673553481190971439noreply@blogger.com0