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sometimes you are just so happy...
those are very, very good days.
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i know i want winter
to be over
but if it's going to storm
can we at least make it a good one?
one that shuts the town down
and rages all day
so there is no wondering
if you have to be somewhere...
because there is no where to be.
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i love pajamas.
and fuzzy socks.
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no name storm chips
are just as good
as brand name storm chips.
This is the second book of John Green's that I have read.
I read Fault in Our Stars a while ago...
well...so long ago that I don't really remember
if I liked it a lot or a little.
But I really liked this one.
I am not sure if I was drawn to it
because he describes debilitating anxiety
which hits close to home
as it is something my daughter had fought with
for years.
I think that anxiety of that proportion and intensity
must be hard for the person experiencing it to
describe in adequate detail...
I have always felt that way with my girl,
she tries to explain it
and we try to understand
but it becomes frustrating for her
because it's impossible to really
know what it's like
unless you are feeling it, I think.
And it feels like he does a good job of
describing what parts of it must be like...
and as someone that loves someone with anxiety,
it helps to be able to get maybe a little
glimpse into what it must feel like
from their side of the equation.
All in all, I liked this book.
I enjoy his writing and the characters.
I would definitely read other things he has written.
4 out of 5 ♥'s
NEXT UP: THE ALICE NETWORK - KATE QUINN
Ok...can we all just give me a little
pat on the back here...
it's February and I'm already at 6 books read!
(actually, it's 7 but I am getting ahead of myself).
Yay me!
I just went back to compare where I was at
this time last year
and I had read 1 book.
ONE book.
By February 20th!
What on earth was I doing!
Any wonder I didn't make my goal last year!
Such a slacker.
So anyway.
I just finished The Last Tudor by Philippa Gregory.
If you read this blog at all, you will know that I
always preface my "reviews" with ... (& I use the word review in the
loosest possible way...I really shouldn't even say review...
it's not a review...if anything it's a recommendation...
or maybe even the equivalent to a facebook thumbs up or down...
but I do not consider what I write here to be a review....
that requires work & thought & proper punctuation
and well...
I just wanna say hey...that book was super-awesome
or that book? not so much and leave it at that.)
So anyway.
I got off on a tangent there and didn't even finish the sentence I started.
This is why I can't write reviews.
Anyway. I always preface my reviews (*see above) of this author
with guilt that I am admitting I like these books.
And I wasn't going to do that this time.
This time, I was going to be like damn it, I love these books
and I am not apologizing for that.
But then,
I didn't quite love this one.
I'm not sure why. I really don't think it was the writing...I always love her
writing. I think it might have just been where my own head is at and just
bad timing and I just HATED ELIZABETH SO HARD that
it kind of frustrated me throughout the whole story.
So if you like these books, please do not let this "review" (air quotes) stop you
from reading it. If anything, go read it and then maybe we
can be united in hatred of Elizabeth.
Again. So not a review. More of a book-related-ramble. Rambles I can do.
(and Philippa Gregory, if you happen to come by and read this
please accept my sincerest apology. I really do love your books!)
4 out of 5 ♥'s
NEXT UP: YOU ARE A BADASS - JENN SINCERO
I have been using this sketchpad for a while and
knew I wanted to do something
with the cover
but didn't know what...
so yesterday i thought
what about ROBOTS!
you can't go wrong with
ROBOTS!
and I'm pretty happy with how it turned out.
:)
and also this week:
(and...that is supposed to be a pug...I have some work to do there...)
and when I showed this to my 18 year old son
he said, "oh look! one of your girls is actually smiling!"
which I hadn't noticed was a thing I had been doing...
And still...faces are so hard. I have one...
you'd think that would make it easier.
Heh.
I haven't been leaving the house much this week...
my car is being weird.
it's cold out.
i'm tired and slightly PMS-y (too much info, I know)...
but the bright side is
instead of moping on the couch
building a blanket fortress
and eating ice cream,
I did mess around with pen and paper a lot instead.
hmmmm.
Did someone say ice cream?
:)
oh...and I have also been catching up on This is Us...
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I just realized there is no diet coke in the house.
None.
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My hip hurts. My hip has never hurt before.
I am not liking it.
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I went to a writing group on Saturday.
This was my second time going.
I think this is exactly what I need in order to make myself
actually sit down and work on something...
I need that accountability.
And it is obviously not working to pretend that
I will hold myself accountable
because apparently, I have a very soft heart
that believes every sob story excuse I tell myself.
And the great thing about this month's session
was that I admitted up front
that, while this was the start of a story,
there is a very good chance
that I will never finish it
because I have never finished ANYTHING in my life.
They kindly pointed out that I had indeed finished the story
that I shared the week before
but...that was like
1900 words.
That kind of story I can handle.
A snippet. A page or two. A scene. A scenario.
It's putting a bunch of those together
and calling it a cohesive story that I struggle with.
But after I read the group my story about Bernadine,
they told me I had to write more
because they wanted to know
what was going to happen next...
(and...to be honest...so do I!)
and that they would be expecting to hear more
at next writing group.
:)