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Poems to f*ck to.
Muchness: the part of you that believes in yourself even when the rest of you doesn't.
“Women think of all colors except the absence of color. I have said that black has it all. White too. Their beauty is absolute. It is the perfect harmony.”
Coco Chanel
Chanel
It's Tuesday Reviewsday! I will be catching up on reviews of the books I read this weekend.
What was your latest ⛤⛤⛤⛤⛤ read?
Yes socks on the beach! Dont judge me! 😂
This book surprised me. I think I prefer the movie version as the whole marital situation wasnt really necessary for the plot.
I am loving this series! It is full of magic and danger and amazing world building. Caraval invites are very selective. Scarlett has been writing to the master of Caraval, Legend, her whole life in hopes to get tickets for her and her sister. Finally, one arrives. Once they reach the island they are given the opportunity to decide to play or not.⠀
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Before you enter the world of Caraval, you must remember that it‘s all a game . . .⠀
pick"There was so little left of him. Lloyd always was a big eater..."
I picked up this gem back in '11, when the local library had it displayed up front. The 1st chapter is titled, Little Fingers. I'll let you wonder what that means, but it's an opening chapter I'll never forget.
The 1st book in the As the World Dies series is a wild ride through TX as Katie and Jenni fight to save Jenni's oldest son and find safety. Somewhere. Anywhere.
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Written as a series of interviews with survivors, Fantasticland pieces together the days following a hurricane that destroys the Florida coast and isolates the park by floods. Out of 326 employees, 207 were rescued. This is a story of what happens when there is no internet.
I admit, when the book started, I didn't like it. As the story unfolds through the multiple POV, I struggled deciding who to root for.
Full review on my goodreads.
“Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.”
As a baby, Nobody Owens wondered into a graveyard. There the ghosts educated and raised him. They loved him.
But as he grows, he spends more time in the land of the living, befriending Scarlet. Yet, that is where the danger is; for that is where Jack, the man who killed his parents, lives.
Master of his craft, Neil weaves his words into a spectacularly dark story that even the youngins will love!
"A mind made strange with inebriation in oppressive darkness could see anything it wanted"
Catherine is at the late M. H. Mason's Red House cataloging his extensive collection of rare dolls, puppets, and taxidermy. From the opening chapter she feels weird about the place. Are the dolls looking at her? I know Nevill isn't everyone's cup-of-scream but I am enjoying this one more than others I have tried.
#thebookslayer #readmorehorror #creepydolls
“By then she was dead. In fact, she may have been dead a while ago. Physically, several seconds ago, mentally, ages ago.”
“In case you ain't know, gunshots make everyone deaf and blind especially when they make somebody dead.“
The Coronavirus read-a-thon begins! Stay safe everyone. Wash your hands. Don't touch your face. And STAY HOME IF YOU DON'T FEEL WELL!
Me too, Neil. Me too.
Current reads: Nevernight by Jay Kristoff
The Last Wish by Andrzej Sapkowski
Choke by Chuck Palahniuk
The Stepsister by RL Stine
Locke & Key vol. 6 by Joe Hill
Library Holds: Gideon the Ninth by Tasmyn Muir
Magic Order by Mark Millar
Raven by Kami Garcia
Umbrella Academy vol. 3 by Gerard Way
Pets: my majestic feline Circe and my mastador Bellatrix
I picked up ONE graphic novel (Locke & Key) and now I have 30 more checked out from the library.
#thebookslayer #bookaddict
"Every murderer is probably somebody's old friend."
Diana died. Mortals are always doing that.
Virginia Woolf helped usher in a major new literary movement with her stream-of-consciousness fiction, which focuses on the experience of awareness and moves fluidly among the inner lives of its characters. Her personal life & incisive feminist essays were no less radical. After a lifelong struggle with mental illness, Woolf put stones in her pockets and stepped into the river near her home. #womeninliterature #literarywitches #womenshistorymonth
“Am I walking toward something I should be running away from?“
Shirley Jackson (1916-1965)
Her fiction marries the ordinary with the supernatural and often speaks to inhumanities people endure. Her most famous story on the subject, “The Lottery“, was written after rural Vermont residents painted a swastika on her house (her husband was Jewish).
#womenshistorymonth #womeninliterature #thelottery #shirleyjackson #family
“maybe as much Indian blood as Elvis had, however, much that is? Like, enough to fill up a pair of blue suede shoes?“
