Use the Force: A Review 

  
My Rating: 4/5 stars

Publisher: Adama Media

Published: July 3rd, 2016

Recieved: I recieved an e-copy from the publisher in exchange for an honest review. 

Purchase: Amazon

 Ever since Star Wars first appeared on the silver screen, people have fantasized about being able to use the Force. But anyone–not just Jedis–can tap into its capabilities by using the Law of Attraction to harness the incredible power of the universe. Author Joshua P. Warren guides you through the lessons of legendary Jedi Masters to reveal how Jedi science encompasses the Law of Attraction and how you can draw on the universe’s energy to achieve your dreams. Each thought-provoking exercise shows you how to utilize this power to manifest your deepest desires and attract the life you’ve always wanted. You’ll also learn how to train your mind to hone in on your intention; enhance your connection to the universe; and ensure that your actions, words, and thoughts are in harmony with accomplishing your goals.
Do you want to break the negative energies holding you back from success?

Do you want to wake up each day excited and full of energy?

Do you want to use the real Jedi mind trick on others?

Do you want to channel the very power that binds the universe?

Do you want to truly create wealth and peace of mind in your life?

Musings:

I never expected to read a book like Use the Force. When I got to start reading it I was constantly bothering my mom about it telling her that she should read it as well. “It’s like The Secret” she would say, “I read up on that a long time ago, that stuff never works.” To which I would reply, “Not with that kind of attitude it won’t… The universe takes time to give what you wish to recieve, your doubts are your greatest hinderences.”this of course caused my mom to push me away. “That’s complete BS.” She would tell me. “I think it works.” I would insist. “Good for you. Now leave me alone, I’m watching my movie.” My mom’s head would turn away from me, “Fine.” I would say and would leave her alone again. 

I am a firm believer that what energy you put out into the universe is the type of energy that come back to you. When I am in a certain mood I can be almost annoyingly positive and a lot of the time that energy is noticed mostly by my family and funny conversations like the one I had with my mom ensue. I think I enjoyed this book so much because it confirms what I already believe and the types of things that I see within the world. It so hard not to be jaded by life and a lot of the time that fear to take the next step forward is what hurts you the most. We never know what’s just around the corner and so we lock our hearts away for fear of being hurt and while hurt most certainly will happen eventually there is a possibility of some beautiful and amazing things to come your way if only you free yourself from a negative mindet. 

Another thing I loved about this book was the quotes and information about Star Wars. As one of the few in this universe that has yet to see the films it was suprisingly easy to understand the situations the author would reference and I thought the background information of the movie was incredibly interesting. This aspect of the book makes it really accessible to readers and makes the book all the more interesting. 

It took me a long time to read this book, but this is only because I felt like a book like this is best read in sections only so the ideas would better sink into my mind so that they may be used in my daily life. I often like books that are meant to be read in small sittings, in a way that reading style can make the impact of a book all the more powerful. 

If you are looking for a positive change in your life, love Star Wars, and/or are interested in learning more about the law of attraction, I would hope for you to pick up this book. It was entirely engaging and positive, I will definitly be implementing its words to create the future I wish for myself going forward in life.

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed this review. Let me know your thoughts in the comments. 

-Till next time!

Chaos and Dreams

It was that dream again, the shadows moving across the bay, casted out by the soft glow of the moonlight. It was dark, it was always dark, but somehow the moon made the starless sky look beautiful. Then he would appear. His face shadowed unnaturally even as he would stand in the streetlights buried in the sand. He would waltz across the sand, somehow his shiny black shoes would never sink into it. A large bundle held in his arms. Before I could register what it was he held, I would be transported far away from him. My eyes would strain desperately in the dark. A sick feeling building in my stomach told me that that bundle was very important. I would run my feet sinking into the sand making it harder and harder to continue with each step. 

Till finally, I would reach him. My eyes drawn to the jet black hair and rounded freckled face of one of my closest friends. She dangled drugged and lifeless cradled like a babe tucked safely in his robustness. My heart would sink low to my feet at the sight of it.

“Follow me.” The man’s voice was always curt and strong. I knew that there was nothing to do but obey. 

It would be an instant before we were up the wooden steps of the pier and standing up an above the calm black waters of the ocean. 

“Your friend is dying.” He would say it emotionlessly it was a fact and nothing else.

“Do you wish to save her?” He was standing next to me looking directly at me, yet I could not see his face.

“Of course.” My voice somehow clear and sure despite the cold. She was dying and I could do something about it. Questions and doubts had no place in a moment like this.

“Then bring her back to life.”

In one moment to the next she was falling. The ocean moving harshly now consumed her. In another moment I would be suspended in there, then I too would be gone to the ocean’s depths. 

I wake up to the reflection of bubbles floating to the surface playing in my mind. 

“Honey! Your breakfast is ready!” My mom’s brown locks appear in my doorway. 

“I just woke up, give me a minute!” I push away the covers and sit up my mind trying to recover from the stark change in my reality. 

“What do you want!?” Instead of answering my mom just leaves, I wish she would care more about my attitude. She just takes it, like she takes shit from everyone else. 

All dressed and ready for school I walk down the stairs. “Sweetie, your food is getting cold.” 

“What’d ya make?” 

“Pancakes, eggs, and bacon.” 

“Mama that’s too much! You know we don’t have enough money to waste like that! Just an egg would have been fine.” I’m being a bitch I know, why can’t I just treat her right?

“Come Mija, Eat your food” 

I sat and ate, enjoying it despite myself. She really tries. Why must I always hurt her?
My mom brings me to school as she always has. She tried to kiss me on the cheek like she used to, but I just walk away and don’t turn back. Even this, this petty hurt, is a sign of the arrogance in me. I guess I do take after my father, the bastard. 

Thinking about my father leaves a sour taste in my mouth. I walk straight to my locker and grab my things not even bothering to wave at Celeste a friend from Physics as I pass by her. I’m sucky for doing that when she’s only one of a few people that are at school at this time. I head toward the library. It’s an hour before class starts and I need a place to be alone. I need to clear my head of all this angst. 

I grab a novel off the shelves and find a seat next to the window overlooking the parking lot. I set a timer on my phone for ten minutes before class starts and loose myself to living in a place that is anywhere but here.

As my phone chimes I groan, you always have to leave when a story is getting really good. At least school is usually somewhat enjoyable. I can sit in the back of my classes, earphones in my ears and let all my problems fade away. Music during lessons is always something to look forward to. I’ve never learned anything from a teacher that couldn’t be taught better in literature anyway. 

My first class is Mrs. Phillips an old crone who once was terrifying, but after her husband died of a stroke she faded away, she doesn’t care much about what us kids do anymore. There is no hope left for her. 

In the classroom, I see a friend Leroy with Natasha and Melissa sitting in the back of the room already. Leroy is a nerd, but he’s our nerd and if he wasn’t gay I’m sure one of us would be dating him. All the cute ones are taken or gay (or both), isn’t that the saying? Stupid cliche. 

Mrs. Philips doesn’t lecture, she just writes on the board and waits for us to do what’s on there, or not. I watch her sometimes, maybe I will give her something later, some flowers, or some candy. Would that make up for being a bad person? I don’t think so, but her loneliness makes me sad. 

“Why so forlorn there Adria, you’re even more depressed looking than usual.”

“Look who’s using all these big words all of a sudden! Have you actually been reading something I sent to you?” It is a defensive sarcasm that leaks into my words, but I know Natasha would never take offense to anything I say. 

“Gasp! How dare you!” Natasha looks over at Melissa dramatically, “Can you believe what Adria just said to me… The nerve she has! Why Adria of course I haven’t read any of the books you have sent me. Reading as I have always said… Is completely boring.” 

“Phew, I thought someone maliciously literate had taken control of your body and possessed you. I’m glad you’re still you Natasha, I don’t think I could handle it if you suddenly acted like someone else!”

“That’s enough ladies, Natasha and I have actually been studying for English together and she wanted to throw something….

“That’s enough Leroy!” Natasha reached over and covered his mouth. 

“This boy never knows what he’s saying, does he?” Natasha jabs him in the ribs and I look at Melissa as we all start to laugh. This is the sort of thing that makes me love my friends. 

After class Leroy and I walk together to Ap English. We are talking about stupidities as usual when Marcus a jock I’ve seen around comes barreling down the stairs crashing right into me and I fall back narrowly missing legs and feet as I tumble down. I land with my leg twisted the wrong way and dots forming in front of my eyes. The pain hits all at once, white hot resonating from my leg and radiating across my body in waves. It takes every bit of me not to cry out. 

A crowd forms around me and it takes forever tell I recognize Leroy’s hand on my arm. Before I can say anything he lifts me up into his arms and the crowd parts. Leroy has been talking to me the entire time, but I can’t make out what he is saying. I grab the sleeve of his shirt in my hands and squeeze it with all my might. All I can feel is the consuming pain. Before I can register it fully I am in the nurse’s office and Leroy is setting me down on the bed. 

“Do you want me to take notes for you for week? You look terrible and I doubt I will be seeing you at school anytime soon.” 

That’s when I started laughing and crying all at once. The pain, my mother’s worry, the bill she would have to pay without insurance to cover it all, Mrs. Phillips and her tragedy, and this boy, this amazing friend in front of me is asking me about taking notes for me while I am gone. 

He engulfs me into a warm hug and the tears soak into his fancy shirt from a store I could never afford. “What would I ever do without you?”

“My friend you have it all wrong, it is what would I ever do without you!” Then I really break down and hold him tighter to me. 

“You know, sometimes I really really wish you weren’t gay.” I mean it when I say it, but I also know that Leroy is no ladies man. He is cute, caring, smart, and hopelessly in love with men. I’m being stupid and unfair again and I cry harder. 

Leroy looks down and smiles at me in a heartbreaking kind of way as the nurse shows up to let us know that the ambulance has arrived to take me away. 

“Don’t worry and get better! I’ll drive Natasha and Melissa over to see you after school, you know how crazy they will be when they find out.” 

A paramedic walks in to take me outside. 
“Thank you” I say, “For everything.” 

Leroy’s smile against the chaos of all that has passed is the last thing I think about as the ambulance takes me away. Then my sedated mind gives way to that same tragic dream and I lose myself in suffocating waters once more. 

Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed this piece. It is a draft of a piece I am writing for my creative writing class that is meant to be a short story. I may be thinking of expanding it to something book length. What do you think? Let me know your thoughts in the comments.

-Till next time!

Sunshine Blogger Award: Times 3


I am so bewildered and proud to say I was nominated for this award three times by three amazing bloggers: Books, Boxes, and Baubles,  Blame it on Chocolate, and Ya and Wine!

These three are seriously amazing and it you somehow haven’t heard of them, stop reading this post and go check them out! They deserve all the love and support in the world. 

Disclaimer: all photos found via google, I did not take any of these photographs with my own hands. 
Rules:

  • Thank the person who nominated you in a blog post and link back to their blog.
  • Answer the 11 questions sent by the person who nominated you.
  • Nominate 11 new blogs to receive the award and write then 11 new questions.
  • List the rules and display the Sunshine Blogger Award logo in your post and/or on your blog.

KaylaBooks, Boxes, and Baubles questions: 

1. Dogs or Cats or Hamsters and why?

   

How about all of them living in harmony with a rabbit? They are all too cute! You can’t make me decide… you simply can’t!

2. If you could live in any period and any place in time when and where would it be?


How about the 1920’s? Life is flashing all around you, the music is lovely, and I could dance my nights away!

3. What is the last book you hated and why?

I’ve never felt such hatred for a main character, I do not appreciate or approve his actions, plus this book is hits hard, but in a bad way, definitely not my taste. 

4. Favorite author and favorite book (not necessarily by the same author)?


Julie Kagawa a.k.a The Queen of fantasy and The Giver a.k.a the book that made me feel more then I ever felt and lead me into a whole new world of books. 

5. What is something you wish people knew about you?

I wish people knew that I wasn’t the best at communicating verbally. I wish people knew that for normal outside of a classroom situation type of talking freaks me out. I wish people knew that I am a huge over thinker and if I share too much or say something off the wall or sound rude it comes from insecurity. I don’t know how you will react to me so I actdefensive  and my words get mixed up. I don’t mean to push away, but on the inside I get really scared. 

6. How long have you been blogging?

About 4 and a half months! It’s been some of the most wonderful and amazing months of my life!

7. What is your favorite type of character in a book?


I don’t come by The nerd often, but when I do I smile. These characters have a special place in my heart. 

8. What is your favorite TV show?


Intense, spooky, and captivating. Need I say more?

9. What is your favorite holiday? Why?


Nothing lifts my spirit like Christmas does, nothing! It’s one of the few holiday that truly makes me believe in magic. 

10. What 3 famous/fictional people, living or dead, would you want at your fantasy dinner party?

Jesus, Morpheus (from Splintered), and Charlotte Bronte. You can make your own judgement about how this dinner party goes. 

11. What’s your pet peeve(s)?


When girls take off their heels before getting into the car or being at home. I see this all the time. Yes, heels hurt. Yes, I know most people do this. It simply bothers me. I know before I put heels on that it is going to be a pain and I know it looks worse just carrying them in my hands walking barefooted with sandals on. We wear heels for a reason, taking them off and complaining about them ruins it. 


SophieBlame it on Chocolate questions:

1. Would you prefer to have a job you loved and earn less or one you hated but earned more?


My dream is to be a writer. You don’t write because you think money, fame, or fortune will follow. You write because their is something in your soul that needs to be shared. It is an ache within you that will break you unless you release it into the world. 
2. If you could bring one extinct animal back, what would it be?


The Dodo bird! Cumbersome, but so cute. I really wish they still existed. 

3. What’s more appealing to you, living in a past era or in the future?


How about a non-exsisting mixture of both? Steampunk as an era is just so appealing to me. 

4. Do you usually go for the painful truth or blissful ignorance?


The only way to change is if you acknowledge the truth of how the world is now. To truly be positive, you must live through the negative.

5. Do you have any weird habits that freak everyone out?


My favorite sauce is BBQ Sauce and two things I put it on that makes people uncomfortable is rice and vegetables. It honestly makes everything taste so good!

6. Do you usually wear bright clothes or neutral ones?


I wear mostly neutral colors, but I have an affinity for the bright ones. I feel like I will wear more bright colors after I loose some weight around my middle. Neutral colors are great for looking thinner then you are. 

7. If you had to see through tinted lenses for the rest of life, what color would they be?

A light blue. I feel like the world would look a bit less harsh that way. 

8. Do you trust your instincts/are impulsive or do you prefer to calmly examine the situation before you?

I am definitely way more of a person of instinct. Everything I do, including what I blog is based on a whim. I believe that everything will work out the way they were meant to and usually that is how things end up to be. 

9. If you had to choose to live with only two senses, which would they be? (Touch, smell, taste, sight…)


Hearing and sight, in order for me to live in my greatest loves in life I need to be able to see the world and to hear its music. Plus if I can’t taste, feel, or smell, I could eat anything… including healthy food and would never complain about the taste or texture of it again. 

10. When someone says you can’t do something, do you go and do it just to prove them wrong or do you just ignore them?


Nothing is more empowering then this. 

11. Would you go on the Mars One mission, a once in a lifetime experience, even if it meant never returning to Earth and never seeing your loved ones again?


The red giant may be beautiful. Space is even more so, but I have no desire to leave behind those I love to step foot on it. 


Krysti Ya and Wine questions: 

1. If you could have a glass of wine with any author, living or dead, who would it be?


Julie Kagawa of course! I have so many questions for her. The way she writes is beautiful and I want to know how she continuously stays inspired. As I have previously said, she is the queen of fantasy! I would love to meet and speak with someone who inspires the love of creation in me and so many others.

2. Which debut novel are you most looking forward to in 2017?


The Hate You Give by Angie Thomas is a novel about a topic close to my heart. The Black Lives Matter movement is something that we need not be afraid to talk about. I have yet t0 read this book, but I am so excited to read it soon!

3. What book are you head-over-heels in cover love with?


AND I DARKEN!!! Looking at the cover digitally does not do it justice. I was lucky enough to win a signed hardcover copy of this book this month and I cannot describe how beautiful this book is in person. Gorgeous!

3. Which author have you been most excited about interacting with online?

Diana Anderson-Tyler!! She has been one of the kindest people I have ever gotten the chance to speak with and she is such an inspiration to me. I never expected to be able to speak with her and now that I have she is honestly one of my favorite people. 

4. If you could write your own novel, what genre would it be?

If!?!? Why is this phrased like a hypothetical question? Why am I breaking down slowly because of it… I’m a writer… I swear… I write stuff. Ahhh! 


I am currently writing a Fantasy book, but I am also writing a contemporary. Honestly I have ideas for novels in almost ever genre. I can’t seem to choose just one of anything!

5. I REALLY liked Mandy’s question about “what authors are instal-buys for you?” So yeah, that one!

Julie Kagawa (didn’t see that one coming… did ya?), Jennifer Donnelly, A.G. Howard, Laini Taylor, (if I finally got a Sarah J. Maas book in my hand I would have been able to put her here), Ellen Hopkins, Erin Morgenstern (I cry that she’s only written The Night Circus! I need more from her), Dawn Kurtagich, Diana Anderson-Tyler, Samantha Shannon, Cassandra Clare (desperately trying to collect her books in order to binge read them), Libby Bray…. etc. etc. 

6. What series are you currently following that you never want to end?


Storm and Silence!!! Please, please, please, please, please never end!! I need this series to go on forever. It is just too good!

7. Who is your best book bae?

8. Share a link to one of your favorite blog posts that you’ve done.

Books of Christmas Past, Present, and Future!

I’m so proud of these three! It is a tradition I hope to continue on for the rest of my life. I’m so happy with how each of these came out. They are like little children to me. 

9. What is your favorite part about being book blogger?


Above pic has nothing to do with my answer, but I felt like putting memes in this post and this one felt so accurate that I couldn’t say no!

I love everything about blogging. The writing, the interaction, reading others posts, commenting, looking for pictures, and coming up with new ideas. I love it all! No true favorites in this post!

10. Share a pic of you and your book bestie, cause we all need one of those.


Sadly accurate… 


My nominees: 

Traveling Through Words 

Book Pandamonium

Crazy Insomniac Bibliophile

Snow White Hates Apples 

Melting Pots and Other Calamities 

Chaotic Everything 

The Book Nerd Dragon

Book Bum Zuky 

The Staircase Reader 

Debbie’s Library

A Thousand Lives 


My Questions: 

1. If you had to choose between obtaining the power of strength, the power of invisibility, or the power to mind read, which would you choose and why?

2. What song got stuck in your head most recently? How do you feel about that song?

3. Do you believe that we are fated to go down a certain path or that we choose that path we take? Why do you feel that way?

4. What side character from the book your currently reading would you be and why?

5. Do you have any pets? If you do picture them here: 

6. If you could instantly learn any language in the world which would it be and why?

7. What was the last book you read that inspired you? What is your favorite quote from that book? (Sorry for the extra step, I just love quotes!)

8. What place from your childhood do you wish you could see again for the first time? 

9. What is your favorite time? Why is it your favorite?

10. Who is/was your favorite teacher? What did they teach and why are they your favorite? (Give them a little thank you for being awesome)

11. If you could ask your favorite character a question what would it be? 

Thanks for reading! I hope you have enjoyed this long and winded post. This was honestly so much fun to do (took me 2 and a half hours, but it was worth it). Let me know your thoughts in the comments! 
My question for you dear reader, is this: 

What everyday thing makes you smile? 

I need a bit of brightening up after a long week! Send me happy thoughts!

-Till next time!

With You


I feel you surround me 

Blissfully like the wind

I walk my path against you 

As you whisper caressing my skin

Going with you, somehow pushes me away 

Your empty air fills me with emotion 

All your words a comfort yet untruths 

But when I am silent and with you 

Your voice whispers some sweet songs of truth

I close my eyes, I feel you with me

My mind fills with a quiet peace

Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed this little poem. I’ve been thinking a lot about the wind lately and it inspired me to write this. Let me know your thoughts in the comments. 

-Till next time!

My Favorite Non-American Book Covers 

Ever since I jumped into the netgalley rabbit hole my eyes have been blessed with some beautiful covers of book that I cannot request because they are out of my region. Thus I wish to share my favorite non-american book covers. 
I Have no Secrets by Penny Joelson


This cover is simple yet powerful. It draws the eye with the most minimal of design. I find it beautiful. 
The White Hare by Michael Fishwick


I love the artistry of this book cover. It feels a bit harsh, but in a good way. It is beautifully illustrated. 
Spontaneous by Aaron Starmer


I love the colors and the composition of this book cover. All the elements seem to go together. Plus everything about this screams that this book will most definitely be badass. 
Strange the Dreamer by Laini Taylor


This cover is gorgeous, no explanation needed. 
Darkest Dawn by Katlyn Duncan


What can I say? I’m a sucker for painted style book covers. 

Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed this post. What are some of your favorite non-American book covers? Have you read any of these books? I’d love to hear your thoughts. 

Let me know if you’d like to see more of these types of posts!
Mini-disclaimer: I realize that I may have a weird attraction to different sorts of book covers that you may not enjoy as much as I do… and that is ok! There is something on this earth for everyone and these are just a taste of what sort of looks I like. 

-Till next time!

Book Inspired Poetry # 1


There is no one more powerful then you 

You change yourself by your words 

Sculpt your body by your actions 

Your mind is yours to evolve 

Healing born from some inner strength

That just won’t leave you alone 

Your pain has healed you 

It’s made you see 

It’s given you ground

You’ve survived through it all

Every person who tried to hurt you

Can no longer touch you now 

You are a warrior 

An amazing warrior 

And your soul will never let you completely crumble 

At your worst you were stronger then steel 

Making it to your best has made you invisible 

You have so many parts 

Jagged and protruding 

They might not seem to quite fit right 

But when you are truly seen it’s a thing of beauty

You define who you are 

Be kind to yourself 

There is no greater hero for you but you 

Thanks for reading! 

What do you think of having more book inspired poetry? I was sifting through ideas and thought that a series of these would be fun to do. Let me know what you think of it in the comments. 

-Till next time!

Hello Me, It’s You: A Review 

Hello Me, It’s You edited by Hannah Todd

My Rating: 5 stars!

Published: October 10th, 2016

Recieved: Netgalley provided me with an e-copy in exchange for an honest review

Purchase: Amazon UK

“Keep smiling and being you. Don’t let the world change you”
Hello Me, it’s You is a collection of letters by young adults aged 17-24 about their experiences with mental health issues. The letters are written to their 16-year-old selves, giving beautifully honest advice, insight and encouragement for all that lays ahead of them.
This book was produced by the Hello Me, it’s You charity, set up by the editor, Hannah. Hannah was diagnosed with depression and anxiety whilst at university and found comfort in talking to friends about their experiences, realising she was not alone in her situation. This inspired the idea for the charity and book. Through the creation of materials such as this, the charity aims to provide reassurance for young adults (and their families) who are experiencing mental health issues and give a voice to young adults on such an important topic. The result of that will hopefully be a reduction in the negative stigma surrounding mental health and an increase in awareness of young people’s experiences. All profits go the Hello Me, it’s You charity, for the production of future supportive books.
Trigger warning: Due to it’s nature, the content of this book may be triggering. Contains personal experiences of depression, anxiety, schizophrenia, trichotillomania and other mental health issues, as well as issues such as assault.

Musings: 

This book is beautiful. This book is necessary. This book needs to be read. 


One of the most intimate things you can do is write a letter. There something about it that pushes you to be honest and real no matter how hard it is. That honesty is brought out further when you write a letter to yourself. Reading others intimate moments is a glimpse into their soul. Their struggles scared them. Years past in pain. Yet the brightest message is life is well worth living. 


Mental health is something that so many people deal with every day of their lives. It is not something that is rare. At one point or another, I have to say that almost everyone experiences the pain of it during their lifetimes. This honest and hopeful book of letters is one of the most beautiful ways I have ever seen anyone speak about its hardships. 


Hope, knowledge that you were once hurting more then you thought your soul could take, but then realizing that the next day came and went and you are going to be ok. Friendships, love, family, all relationships are hard. Every single day is a day to learn and grow. All this and so much more is hidden in these sad and happy pages. 


There is always good to look forward to. Good and bad exists for you to find out what kind of person you wish to be. Life is full of all kinds of moments, it is how you choose to react to it that defines who you are. There is always light. 

Thank you all for reading! If you are struggling with emotional pain or know someone who is please read this book and do all you can to find help. This book is hard, but it is a good hard, because it has the ingredients necessary to help you and others to heal. Let me know your thoughts in the comments. If you are ever struggling and need someone to talk to, let me know. If anything, I know pain, but I also know hope and healing too. Know you are not alone. Dear reader, you are loved, you are special, and you are worth it. 

-Till next time!

Can’t Type at All


There’s a time where 

Your minds flipped 

Distracted 

Wandering 

Thinking 

Hoping for too many different things 

There is a time where 

You just don’t know what to do

There blankness in front of you 

Mocking 

Laughing 

But you just can’t type 

Words 

The devils 

Are elusive 

Hiding away 

Visible yet just out of reach 

Just enough for your dedication to die 

I need to type 

I need to write 

Without words 

My mind will die 

Yet they are gone from me 

Vanished into the air 

I wish for them 

But they don’t come 

It isn’t fair

I’m dying 

Slowly 

From a lacking mind 

Does too much of everything 

Cause brain cells to die?

I just need to find them 

Strinng them together 

And my mind will be in order 

Starvation in a writer’s mind 

Is wanting to write without knowing letters 

Thank you all for reading! My brain is not working right now and I was doing everything I could to write a post and nothing was working and out came this poem. Sometimes struggle gives birth to something good from time to time. There is always a silver lining. Let me know your thoughts in the comments!

Till next time!

The Book Fests Award


Thank you to Aldana @ Perfection in Books for nominating me for this fun award! Aldii has such a beautiful blog and personality, I love her aesthetic! 

RULES:

  • It’s always proper and the right thing to do, when you receive something from someone, you thank them. It’s the same with this award. You can link the blogger who presents the award blog in the post you use to fulfill the requirements of the award.
  • Answer the award questions that will be listed below.
  • Write a Fifty Word Story, because it’s fun.
  • Award five or more bloggers with this Award.
  • Ask them a question of your making, you’ll like them to answer.
  • Put up the award image badge on your blog via image widget.

AWARD QUESTIONS: 

A book you started but never finished…but want to finish. What stopped you from continuing to read it?

Revival by Stephan King. It is really slow and there is not much going on inside it. It didn’t pique my interest much, but as the first book I ever started reading from Stephan King I wanted to do my best to finish it. 
What elements attract you to a book, which makes you need to read it?

One of the most interesting things I find about books are the premise. If the book is surrounded by a unique idea that captures my attention I will definitely read it. I also love retellings, I’m a huge sucker for a good retellings. Plus, most fantasy and contemporary novels surrounding mental illness pique my interest. 
Which books do you prefer, e-copy or hard copy?

Usually I would say a physical copy, but thanks to netgalley I’ve been really into e-books lately so I really don’t mind either way. 
What book are you currently reading or going to read next?

I am currently reading 3 different books, Mask of Shadows, Use the Force, and The Bone Season. I am more then halfway through with all of them so I look forward to reviewing them all very soon!

The book I’m looking to read next is The Suffering Tree I’m doing my best to increase my netgalley ratio which is at 50% right now so after Mask of Shadows and this book it will be up to 70%. 
Is it fair to judge a book by its film?

No, you can’t judge a book by it’s film or a film by it’s book. They are both two different mediums that accomplish things very differently. 
What book did you badly judge by its cover and ended up loving?

Is it weird that this hasn’t happened yet? I sometimes judge a book by its cover, but most of the time I let the words speak for themselves. Usually if I don’t like a books cover I look to the synopsis, but I never think that a bad cover equals a bad book. 
Which book character have you felt the most kin with and able to relate with?

Recently that has been Hawthorne from The Hundred Lies of Lizzie Lovett. The way she sees the world reminds me of a younger me. The stories she creates from her loneliness are also things I can relate to. 


Aldii’s question: 

If you had to choose a genre to read for all your life (you won’t be able to read any other genre) which one would you choose?

Fantasy hands down! While I definitely read across most genres fantasy holds a special place in my heart and I couldn’t bare it if I couldn’t read the genre for the rest of my life. It is my comfort genre. 
50ish WORD STORY: 

There was a girl who saw the stars for what they really are. Gastric lights living and dying continuously before our eyes. She fell in love with all there parts. She understood the stars and was awed by them. She wished to live amoung them as particles of dust swarming around their firey bodies. 80 years past, as an old women she told her grandchildren her wish. Years after her death, her wish was granted, she soars now one with the stars. A part of the gorgeous lights that guide our way home. 

MY NOMINEES: 

Chaotic Everything
The Ultimate Fangirl

Debbie’s Library

Royal Reader 

Rattle the Stars
QUESTION FOR MY NOMINEES: 

What is your favorite quote from the book you most recently read? What does that quote mean to you?

Thank you all for reading! I hope you enjoyed this unique award. Let me know your thoughts in the comments, and as always: 

-Till next time!



The List by Patricia Forde: A Review

The List by Patricia Forde

My Rating: 4 stars 

Publisher: Sourcebooks Jabberwocky

Publish Date: August 8th, 2017

Received: Netgalley provided an e-arc in exchange for an honest review 

Pre-Order: Amazon

Fahrenheit 451 meets The Giver for tweens in this gripping story about the power of words and the dangers of censorship.
In the city of Ark, speech is constrained to five hundred sanctioned words. Speak outside the approved lexicon and face banishment. The exceptions are the Wordsmith and his apprentice Letta, the keepers and archivists of all language in their post-apocalyptic, neo-medieval world. 
On the death of her master, Letta is suddenly promoted to Wordsmith, charged with collecting and saving words. But when she uncovers a sinister plan to suppress language and rob Ark’s citizens of their power of speech, she realizes that it’s up to her to save not only words, but culture itself.

Musings: 

When I was in elementary school, my favorite teacher Mrs. Ohonion had the class read a little book called The Giver. The first time I read it I was stunned, awed by a discussion of humanity I had never pondered prior. The List has thus impacted me further.

This novel brought back some of my fondest memories and made me feel like a child once more. It reminded me of some of the moments that shaped the way I decided to view the world,  humanity, and how we connect to one another. I loved it. The writing was beautiful. The characters thoughtfully crafted. The message, the words, were the most powerful parts of all. 

Letta is a young apprentice to The Wordsmith an older man named Benjamin. Letta in my eyes, represents humanity. Her beliefs molded by her upbringing she at first only knows what are called the Desecraters as terrorists, mauraders, and a people of destruction. Yet, like all humans she possesses an Independent mind that allowed her to see her situation in a new light, and that is the beauty of being human. 

Letta is the kind of person I aspire to be. She does not let her bias affect what she knows to be right or wrong. She does not look at people and see them as anything less then what they are, human. When she is given a place of power she does not belittle others, she does all she can to help them, to be there for them, and that is the kind of person I wish to be. It’s hard to think that I could ever choose to do so many of the things she did. Society as she lives in has deteriorated and she is one of the many voices hoping for the future. 

Inside this story, the world was destroyed by climate change a radical mind named Noa built up an eden called Arch. In this eden, the only words spoken are from the list. A minuscule amount of 500 words allowed to be spoken. The result is a society conditioned to give in and forget the beauty of words. All controlled by a man who knows their power better than anyone else. 

The most imperitive part of this novel is words. What does it mean to limit them. What happens when it becomes extinct? What would we ever do if we were wordless? I love pondering words. The way we use them tailor the way we see the world and how the world in turn sees us. Without them, we would be nothing and could aspire to nothing, we could only be. This point is the cornerstone of what this novel stands for as well as what made me come to love it so much. 

A novel not so far removed from what society could be, it is one that challenges you to think about the type of world we live in and the type of world you would want create and to give you the incentive to do something about it. The world is ours. What has happened has past, but the future is created by our design. 

Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed this review. The list is a novel I would highly recommend to all. Are you thinking about reading this book? What are your thoughts on The Giver style novels? If you have read this book, what did you think?

-Till next time!