Word-count Expectations

There are those legendary days when the words gush out of you like a healthy river. Ever wondered how the current gains it’s velocity?

I don’t know how it is for you, but I’ve pinpointed the glaciers that feed my river.

---

Planning

ARC (NetGalley) Review: A Stolen Kiss By Kelsey Keating

Details:

A Stolen Kiss

Stolen Royals #1

by Kelsey Keating

Swanifide Publishing

Sci Fi & Fantasy

Description:

A stolen kiss. An unstable curse. One big mess in the making.

Derric Harver never expected to amount to anything more than the palace stableboy, but when Princess Maria’s curse keeps her from accepting a prince’s proposal, she turns to him for help, and he doesn’t dare refuse.

With the help of a lady’s maid and a prince, Derric and Maria embark on a dangerous adventure to find the sorceress who cast the curse. Along the way they battle deadly creatures and make new friends–all the while struggling with the undeniable chemistry between them. Reaching their destination won’t be easy, but the true danger peril in the truths they’ve fought for years to keep hidden.

A Stolen Kiss is the first in the Stolen Royals Series–an adventure with magical creatures, dangerous lies, and being true to the power within.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…

This Friday I finished reading A Tale of Two Cities.

Yes. Yes, it’s the Dickens one. God knows that I’m lagging behind on the majority of the classics, despite the repetitive reminders to read them. This year, I decided to read as many classics as I could get my hands on.

Now, the reason behind this particular post is very simple. I simply can’t seem to be able to think of a very many things without making connections to Two Cities. Again, I know that I’m talking and writing more and more like Dickens these days, like what happens with most of the books I read.

Yesterday I met the Principal of our school, and he asked me what I was reading since he saw my Goodreads update on Facebook. (I did NOT know he saw that.) I told him about Two Cities, and of course, a conversation about characters and the story in general, ensued, in the middle of the lobby. We agreed on a number of things:

1. Madame Defarge’s knitting registers don’t make sense
2. Sydney Carton was very intriguing
3. The story was good, and it would provide a very enjoyable read at the age of 15, but neither of us are 15.

Of course, there were a lot of things going on, and we couldn’t possibly have held a book club discussion on it at the time. However, I thought I’d take this chance to put out my thoughts on the book.

WARNING. THERE MIGHT BE SPOILERS.

Bird By Bird

My brother came up with tons and TONS of non-fiction books up his sleeve. He recommended them like firing a machine gun.

The good thing, though, was that Bird By Bird was about something I really wanted to read about at that time, plus, it was not boring like most of the others he came up with.

Okay, I concede that I’m just judging because I randomly flipped to page 197 and did not understand what was going on, and that is extremely unfair. However, I was on a reading spree, the book was short, funny, and made sense no matter which chapter I read first.

Now I realise what a grave mistake I made by not writing about these when I finished reading them, because now my memory is fuzzy, and I barely remember my thoughts at the end. For most of them, at least.

For this particular paperback, I couldn’t have blogged about it when I finished it, because back then I didn’t have a blog! :p

I could say that this book made me see light and provided me with a lot of awesome quotes, etc. But I’m not gonna say that. What I’m going to say is this:

This book told me that there could be non-boring non-fiction. This gave me the courage to read all the other non-fiction and self-help books I read in 2014, and those books left me with a ton of inspiration and a plethora of awesome quotes.

Of course, Anne Lamott inspired me as well. So, before I forget, I’m going to give this book a reread this season.

Holding the Lantern to Percy Jackson’s Greek Gods

I’ve lived the Percy Jackson craze, albeit a passively. Some of my friends go crazy every time a new Percy Jackson book comes out, and I must admit that it can get boring if you aren’t a part of the fandom.

What primarily set me off about not giving it a try (yet) is the fact that the series has TONS of books.

And whenever my friends asked me if I would read it (because if I did they wouldn’t want to be the ones giving me spoilers), I said, “Maybe”. So, they held their tongues. And then, Percy Jackson’s Greek Gods came out.

My 2015 In Books

So, here I am, with a hoarse throat and the cold rendering my feet useless. I look at the date and wonder why the hell I haven’t written a single post in 2016 yet. There is so much to talk about. So may things have happened in the past three weeks I must have lost track.

And They All Lived Happily To The End of Their Days

What I’m going through right now, every avid reader knows by heart. We dread every minute of it, but we go on anyway, because the journey is worth more than the emptiness afterwards.

I just finished reading Winter by Marissa Meyer, the last book in her Sci Fi series The Lunar Chronicles.