Weekly Writerly Rambles

I would like to announce that I have officially done nothing productive all day. I have literally sat at my computer reading fanfiction and stalking the internet. That's it.

Well, I have written a book review and I wrote a thousand words of WIP, but I haven't done anything that screams, "PRODUCTIVITY IS MY LIFE WOO-HOO". No, it was more a whimper of, "I tried."

In other news, I finished Hush, Hush this week and started Gwenda Bond's Blackwood. So far it's quite good, I'm about halfway done with it. And can I just say that I am utterly in love with the MC's love interest? Phillips Rawling-- you're funny, you're sweet and a little bit mischevious. Where can I get a boy like you? Wal-Mart? Target? The world of fanfiction? Narnia?

So yes, review of that to come probably sometime next week.

And now I'm off to go watch ABC's Once Upon a Time because of reasons. Mainly reasons that have to do with shipping Snow White and Charming together because they are adorable.

How is everyone else out on the interwebs?

Writerly Ramblings

As usual, there is homework to be done.  And, as usual, I am not doing any of it. Instead, I decided to write another post, because why the hell not?

I'm about halfway through Hush, Hush.  Somehow, it feels like nothing has happened and yet I'm still hooked on reading it. All I want is a steamy make-out scene, but the author keeps cutting them short.  Please, just give me my cotton-candy fluff? Pleeeeease?

In other news, Chanelle Gray is hosting an awesome giveaway over on her blog!  It's to celebrate the upcoming release of her YA debut, My Heart Be Damned.

(Look at that pretty cover!)

The story is about a girl named Amerie who, after her mother dies, is forced to be all badass and hunt evil souls called The Damned.  There is also a steamy romance.  And, judging by the cover, there might be a graveyard or two.  I have a not-so-small obsession with graveyards.  I am ridiculously excited to read this. So make sure to check it out on Goodreads, and don't forget to snag a copy when it comes out this Saturday!

Since this is also a bit of a writing blog, perhaps I should talk about writing? Errr...well...I recently had a huge revelation about my WIP that changed my entire story. I now need to figure out where the evil-villian-of-evil is going to fit in and also decide whether or not to get rid of the love interest. This was basically what my entire evening consisted of yesterday:

Needless to say, writing is going slowly.

How is everyone else out on the blogosphere?

 

A Trip to the Wonderful World of Barnes & Noble

(Scroll to end of post for random crack-filled gifs of fun)

I'm procrastinating.  I'm just gonna come right out and say it: I don't want to do homework, so instead I'm going to pretend that blogging counts as productive.  Please be nice, and don't shatter my blissful state of denial.

I went to the bookstore today.  It was wonderful.  And, as usual, I came out with more books than I planned.  Originally I was just going to buy a copy of Girl of Nightmares, seeing as it just came out and I've been wanting to read it for AGES.  Then somehow I ended up with a copy of Hush Hush and the recently released Blackwood.  Goodbye, self-control.

I've heard some really great things about Gwenda Bond's Blackwood so I'm ridiculously hyper and excited to read it.  The cover art is gorgeous and everyone should go check it out on goodreads.  I've read the first couple of pages, and so far I really like the writing style.

And then there is Becca Fitzpatrick's Hush Hush.  Dear lord, what have I gotten myself into?

I recently re-read Twilight, for no reason other than fun.  Cleolinda Jones's recaps are hilarious and made me want to read it again, so don't judge.  I've gotten to the point where I can read that book in a state of permanent hilarity.  Everything is funny to me; it's like bubblegum and sparkles are flowing through my veins and making me jump and scream and cry and I love it forever.  I expected Hush to be similar. I was wrong.

There are some similarities, of course.  Take the writing style, for instance-- it's that weirdly vague but overly descriptive and bland prose that I see in a lot of books lately *cough* Fifty Shades of Grey *cough*.  It starts out with the boring, and smart protagonist meeting the sexy and mysterious love interest in a biology class, blah blah blah.  But I don't see any sparkles yet.  Where is my twinkie made of rainbows?  Where is my snort-worthy ridiculousness?  WHERE ARE MY SPARKLES?????

It seems that Hush is going to be the kind of book where I have to lower my IQ to a previously undiscovered level to enjoy.  I think it's just below the level of craziness that Twilight was, so my mind subconsciously still expects it to be serious while the rest of me wants a bunch of sparkly vampires and pink fluff.  I'm going to have to suppress parts of my brain in order to be able to find this funny.  I hope I don't implode in the process.

Anyway, this is the longest I can stretch out this post.  I guess it's time to go read some more of dear-old St. Augustine.  Wish me luck.

Also, to prolong the blogging experience a little bit longer, have some gifs: