Seriously, this book is only being told from 2 perspectives. Why did the author choose one to be first person and one to be third? Why not just have both people telling from the same point of view? It breaks the flow when you go from "I" to "she".
So far, I'm intrigued by the story, just annoyed by the writing choice.
I really dislike when books switch from first person to third person perspective between chapters. Why can't they stick with a single style?
Wasn't a fan of the art in this volume. It made some of the panels hard to follow, and the bad guys seemed comically cartoonish.
I am super picky about my non-fiction reads. I read memoirs of my favorite celebrities or people I admire (Ron Perlman's Easy Street the Hard Way or any Betty White book). I will read books about people escaping religious cults because, I, as a Christian Wiccan (bet most people didn' know THAT existed) find organized religion very difficult. It can become damn near brainwashing. I enjoy seeing people get to where they can finally think for themselves.
And then I love love love books about crimes in the South/Mid-West. Because that's where I live. Killers of the Flower Moon took place only 2 hours from my home. While this book is in Virginia, it's still a very familiar habitat for me. Warm, humid, hardworking Southerners. I can't wait to get into the meat of this tale.
How has your weekend been? Mine was sleepy and calm. Pizza, burgers, reading, working a jigsaw puzzle. Nothing exciting. Just how I wanted it. I was tired from this week. I'm in pain pill withdrawal so I don't like leaving the house. My stomach isn't predictable and I'm one giant fever ache. I've gone from 3 Percocets a day to HALF a pill. Go me! But I'm living with sweat-shivers. It is miserable when they hit.
This is my current situation. Fluff and Bucky Barnes are holding me down while I catch up on Homicide Hunter. For bonus points, name the pops on the wall. Lol. That will take ages. I have almost 200.
This is how I spent my Sunday. I bought that special puzzle board just to work this puzzle. The board has drawers to store pieces.
I just wanted to show a sneak peak of two amazing art books I snagged. This Dark Crystal History is incredible from what I saw just flipping through. And then there's the My Little Pony Movie Art book that has so much behind the scenes information! I will post more pics and details when I sit down and read these in depth.
Anyway that's my weekend.
I always loved this movie. Kathy Bates played her part so damn well. I hope it turns out they did the book justice. Please please please.
Where does the time go? Man....
For 2018 I am going to change things up a little. Instead of reading only ebooks or only hardcopies, I have decided I will read one ebook and one mass market paperback at the beginning of the month then move on to the rest of my books. This will help me knock down the hoards of both types of books I seem to be collecting without ever reading. I have fewer mm paperbacks that Kindle books by far, but still, I tend to buy them and then never read them. Hopefully this will help me get things in order better around here.
What's your 2018 challenge? Mine is 100 books.
Halfway thru and we only sort of know the plot. BUT I'm enjoying this. It's, to me, one of the rare decent YA novels. Which is uber refreshing.
It was a busy weekend. Like whoa. We spent the entire week getting our finances in order so that Saturday could be spent buying a car. We brought home this:
A 2014 Honda Accord EXL. Moonroof, heated leather seats, blue tooth, dual 5 inch screens, hands free calling, power everything, keyless start. Way nicer than my Red Ranger. And I am so happy for my husband. He hasn't ever owned anything so nice. He deserves this.
Haggling still sucks tho. I hate buying cars.
Then we went to Half Price Books where I got 4 new books and a jigsaw puzzle of a unicorn. Woo.
Here's for the Danny fans. He's doing well. He was in heat most of November and late October which made him unbearable. But he finally came out of it, and he's back to himself.
Anyway, this has been my weekend. Hopefully now we can get back to our regular lives.
There is something terribly racist about adopting a Chinese child who is 12, speaks fluent Chinese and knows no other life; and changing their name to something so white it might as well be called Wonder Bread, scolding them for ever speaking Chinese and speaking about "minorities" to them as if the child isn't one. Then when said child says "um... I'm a minority", they correct the kid with "we raised you better than the others".
I hate people.
Angsty teen + war trauma = even worse angsty teen
Sarat isn't exactly a likeable person, but like Katniss, it's understandable.
Every year, Book of the Month hosts contest on Instagram. In your December box, you receive an item and instructions to use the item in a creative way, take a pic and post it to Insta. Winners get a 6-month subscription. The grand prize is a NYE party in New York. Last year, I snagged one of the subs!
Spike won it for me. Who doesn't love a Christmas dinosaur? The rules were to use the ribbon in some way in the picture.
This year, we have been given stickers and told to decorate our boxes. Here is my entry.
I might do more entries, but I love this. I made copies of the stickers so I can do multiple ideas.
I'm super competitive. Lol
This book seems more like ghosts of Christmas Future than fiction. Frightening.
Anyway, this book marks my halfway mark through my Book of the Month catchup. I think I'm making good progress.
I've had a low grade fever all week, so I am under the care of Nurse Fluffers. If I'm in my chair, you can bet money she's in my lap. If I'm in bed, you can guess she's curled against my hip. Good thing she's a tiny little girl.
Bryan was given a rental truck. A 2017 Dodge Ram 4x4 that even has remote start. It's so nice it's depressing is to know we will have to hand it back over in a few days. But I got to drive it. Talk about nice. It's so tall I had to literally lift my bad leg into it because it couldn't reach that high.
Think positive thoughts. My son tests for his blue belt in the morning. :)
Today, I had to let go of someone that's been with my family since 1998.
Old Girl was my daddy's truck. She was a 1995 short-wheel based F150 with a 5.0 V8 and a 3 inch lift. He took great care of her, and I was in love with her from the moment he brought her home in 1998. When we were stationed in Oklahoma in 2010, he called me and told me to come get Girl. That he had bought a "new" 2007 F150, and Girl was now mine, which was a blessing because our 2000 Grand Am GT, while newer, was falling to pieces. So Old Girl made the 3 state journey from Tennessee to OKC with us. She has been the most dependable vehicle I have ever owned. The air still functioned after 22 years. It never failed the crank. I learned how to drive in her.
I loved that truck, and anytime we discussed getting a new vehicle I would literally cry.
Well, today someone took that option away. While Bryan was driving to work this morning, he was rear ended, which sent him into the car ahead of him and then he ricocheted into the metal guards that supports the cable dividers. Three metal guards were obliterated unser Girl's good ole American steel front end. (They don't mame them like that any more, folks.) The back glass exploded, the tailgate crumpled, pretty sure the frame twisted, the driver side front tire blew, and both headlights are gone, plus the front driver quarter panel is trashed. Old Girl is totaled. I'm devastated.
Bryan is fine. Don't worry. He's sore and really shaken up, but he's not really hurt. And in my haste to get to him, I threw my neck out getting dressed. Ridiculous, right? It popped like a balloon. That was fun to explain to my physical therapist.
Now we get to figure out how we can afford a new vehicle. We still owe on my van, the truck is probably going to bring us $1000, and we simply cannot afford a new car note. It's been a bad day and I could use some love. Watching Girl being towed away on a flat bed was so hard. It feels like a piece of my childhood died.
Goodbye, Old Girl. We love you. You had an amazing run.