Wednesday, May 28, 2014

The Fault in our Stars

What am I reading now?  
The Fault in Our Stars (John Green)

Annd. . . what do I think so far?  Have tissues--plenty of tissues! Like for the last 120 pages. I don't really read YA contemporary fiction very often. I prefer my fiction a little thicker than something that could happen in the real world to real people. Give me magic, monsters, or mad scientists, and I'm happy to sit around all day reading. But, I knew this one was coming out as a movie, and I wanted to read it before seeing it.

Despite the tumor-shrinking medical miracle that has bought her a few years, Hazel has never been anything but terminal, her final chapter inscribed upon diagnosis. But when a gorgeous plot twist named Augustus Waters suddenly appears at Cancer Kid Support Group, Hazel's story is about to be completely rewritten.

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Wednesday, May 21, 2014

The Secret About Love...

What am I reading now? Friday Society (Adrienne Kress)
Annnd . . . what do I think so far? A little steampunk and a lot mystery!

I picked up this book for a few reasons:
•The goggles hinted at steampunk
•The three young women seem like a tinker-version of Charlie's Angels. (I know this dates me, but go ahead and google it--I'll wait while you check out the images.)
•and  the first line is "And then there was an explosion." Which, I came to learn, is the first line of at least three different chapters. 

Set in turn of the century London, The Friday Society follows the stories of three very intelligent, very ladylike–well, relatively ladylike– and talented young women, Cora, lab assistant; Michiko, Japanese fight assistant; and Nellie, magician's assistant. Their lives become  intertwined after a chance meeting at a ball that ends with the discovery of a murdered mystery man. It's up to these three, in their own charming but bold way, to solve the murder–and the crimes they believe may be connected to it.

(Just a warning--this could have been cut by 75 pages easily! It can get really wordy about some insignificant stuff, but I'm a tenacious reader and pushed through, and it was worth it.)
The Truth About Love Is...



Even while Ellie’s hair was wet and matted to her head, she was powerful, commanding attention, especially mine, a mix of bliss and intimidation. She cried with her whole body, not a pretty tears-slipping-over-cheeks cry, but a full voiced, open-mouthed wail, with kicking legs and puffy eyes. My arms ached to hold her, to whisper she can always count on me. Finally, I pulled her to me, her warm cheek at my breast, belonging. My husband’s arms encircle us both while blinking back tears. “She’s beautiful.” The secret about love is to be all-in, even when you’re just starting out.


Visit my friend's blogs to see their stories too.
Wendy Knight, Author : www.wendyknightauthor.blogspot.com
Kelly Martin, Author: www.kellymartinbooks.blogspot.com
Alison Woods (Peering Into. . .): http://alisonmillerwoods.wordpress.com/
Jessica Winn, The Distracted Writer:http://thedistractedwriter.com/
Stephanie Worlton's Kreating Krazy blog: http://stephanieworlton.blogspot.com/
Lindzee Armstrong/Lydia Winters http://lindzeearmstrong.blogspot.com

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

First WonHundred Word Wednesday

What am I reading now? The One (Kiera Cass)
Annnd . . . what do I think so far?  I was so worried that this author would end the book in a way that left me disappointed. This is the third and last in the series that also had two novellas with it. I loved the first and second books. I enjoyed "The Prince" but "The Guard" is the one that made me worry a little about the ending of this last book. Still I bought it the day it came out and devoured it, held my breath at the end, and ended out really liking the conclusion. Hope you do too!

The Selection changed the lives of thirty-five girls forever. And now, the time has come for one winner to be chosen. America never dreamed she would find herself anywhere close to the crown—or to Prince Maxon's heart. But as the competition approaches its end and the threats outside the palace walls grow more vicious, America realizes just how much she stands to lose—and how hard she'll have to fight for the future she wants.


WonHundred Word Wednesday
Here's my 100 word story--enjoy!



The box in the attic wasn’t mine. It belonged to my grandmother, Gabriella, and she was dead. After the funeral, mom had the movers bring everything to our house. They trailed in like a line of elephants, trudging up the stairs. From a box, I pulled out a black silk dress, the neck lined with seed pearls. Beneath the dress was an old photo of a tall blond man embracing a young version of my grandmother wearing that dress. Below the photo was a letter, condolences of his death in Normandy. Below the letter were two gold rings. We never knew.

Visit my friend's blogs to see their stories too.
Wendy Knight, Author : www.wendyknightauthor.blogspot.com
Kelly Martin, Author: www.kellymartinbooks.blogspot.com
Alison Woods (Peering Into. . .): http://alisonmillerwoods.wordpress.com/
Jessica Winn, The Distracted Writer:http://thedistractedwriter.com/
Stephanie Worlton's Kreating Krazy blog: http://stephanieworlton.blogspot.com/
Lindzee Armstrong/Lydia Winters http://lindzeearmstrong.blogspot.com