Writing to Wednesday

This is a poem I wrote back in march

Hem of my Dress

You don't know my fears

You can't listen with my ears

My hands shake back and forth

You look at me like I'm from 1941

Take a step too close

Don't move a muscle

Make eye contact 

With my hand on the hem of my dress

Make your self at home

Leave me standing at the door

Sneak up behind me

Let me cough on nothing

Let me hold your hand

I never done anything like this before

You should've known 

The consequences leading up to

This part, leading up to now

Is just a fabrication, let alone real 

Your hair curls around your face

My eyes dart to your eyes in a daze

Faintly out of reach

Nothing seems to matter 

I never done anything like this before

You should've known 

The consequences leading up to

This part, leading up to now

Is just a fabrication, let alone real 

The Daughter of Smoke and Bone by Laini Taylor Review

Laini Taylor has to be one of my favorite fantasy authors because she is just amazing like that. Her style of writing is nothing I found queer, but the way she set ups her world is magnificent. I love the way she describes the places where the main character Karou goes and her world is just magical.

I especially loved Brimstone. Brimstone is Karou's "father" you can say and he's nothing what you would imagine going into this novel. He screams like something that would be in Lord of the Rings or Narnia. I found that Taylor writes a blend and equal amount of mundane and fantasy scene through the book. I much enjoyed both, and sometimes even the mundane seemed fantasy because all these experiences that Karou took were all around the world.

Study Tips!

These few months are the time where most of us, students are taking big exams or assessments and it could be very stressful. You may be like me, and don't like to study until the very last minute, cramming, and I have to agree with everyone else that is not how you study. I made up some tips and tricks that might help you:

If you learn best by hearing:

• record yourself and play it back many times- be your own lecturer 
• have a read-out-load session with friends- study with friends, but remember to stay on task
• pay close attention during lectures- you might like lectures because you learn best by hearing

If you learn best by seeing:

• look at the board or teacher more than your notes- don't hide behind your papers looking down all the time
• make pictures or photos that remind you of the gist- flashcards with pictures or a powerpoint slideshow of pictures 
• look up people by their images- when you research someone you don't know, don't just look up their birthplace and career choice look up their pictures throughout their life too

Disclaimer and Rating System

I think it was about time that I have a disclaimer, so here it is. This blog is my own thoughts and my own thoughts only, unless stated differently. The books and stories I read are all in the hands of the author and/or publisher I do not own any of them(well the physical copies that I buy, but copy writes, no). Though my own writing that I do on most Wednesdays are my own free writing that I try to get myself into the habit of. Those are all my imagination and copy writes are by me. All other mentions of books or stories or people or organizations/companies are use of pop culture references.

Rating System:
5 out of 5 stars=head nods, thumbs up, and smiling like there's no tomorrow
4 our of 5 stars=head nods, thumbs up
3 out of 5 stars= head moves back and forth, thumb moving towards the middle or down
2 out of 5 stars=head shakes, thumb down, shoulders shrug
1 out of 5 stars=head shakes vigorously, thumb pointing down, mad face for the waste of my time, and disappointed eyes
0 out of 5 stars= I'm not that harsh! That's just sadistic and NO book deserves a 0.

Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson Review

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Laurie Halse Anderson is one of my favorite authors of all time. She's with there with the nerdfighteria co-leader, John Green. Anderson has a way with guiding her readers into key plot points and her writing style is magnificent to say the least. I love the way that she finds to communicate these largely unspoken problems in a comedic and understandable manner. Laurie Halse Anderson's writing style to how she constructs the way the narratar would view a conversation and write it down (or print it out with ink). I loved how she added pop culture to Speak, as it is a contemporary novel, it deserves as much attention as the era it was published.

Revolution by Jennifer Donnelly Review

I've been trying to post books that I read in the past, that are still very popular(also not so popular), but I just wanted to get all the books that I've read in the past half year out of the way, before I got into really big present books.

 Summary

Andy Alpers is on the edge. She's angry at her father for leaving, angry at her mother for not being able to cope, and angry at the world for taking her younger brother, Truman. Rage and grief are destroying her. And her father has determined that Andi's accompanying him to Paris over winter break is the solution to everything.

But Paris a city of ghosts for Andi. And when she finds a centuries-old diary, the ghosts begin to walk off the page. Alexandrine, the owner of the journal, knew heartbreak also, and Andi finds comfort in the girl's words. Until, on a midnight journey through the catacombs of Paris, words transcend paper and time, and the past becomes suddenly, terrifyingly present.

Writing to Wednesday

So I've been trying to come up with memes and I came up with a weekly writing day on Wednesdays. I only wrote this very short scene in half an hour at most, so it's not the best quality there is. It's something that I'm proud of though and I'm willing to share this. This scene is absolutely FICTION, not true at all. All characters are made up and so are the actions. I hope you enjoy it.

Pigeon Bound

“Pst”, he sounded like a broken steam pipe.

“Hmm?” I nodded my head up, but still reading my book.

“You see that over there?” he hushed.

I looked over. Andrew, an outwardly known unpleasant guy in our grade was having his face smushed on to the left wing window of our school’s library. He was short for his age and so it looked like his head was flying into the window, like a pigeon would.

I sighed,” Same old, same old. Why? Have you not seen it done before?”

Eric looked straight out the window where Andrew was and said,” No I have. It’s just this time the guy has a gun.”

My eyes widen and I intentionally didn’t look over because I wasn’t sure if he was playing a trick on me or if Eric was telling the truth. The trick wasn’t a big deal he did it all the time, but if it was real than why isn’t someone else seeing it? I looked at Eric and he was a statue now because the gun was pointed straight into Andrew’s head. I know that kid that’s pointing the gun. I know his name. I know his life. I know his wants and dreams. I know the way he thinks, and still this is what comes out of knowing someone for their whole life.

He fired.                                                                                                                          

 I shut my eyes and let the shrieks and rummaging drown my thoughts as I sat there motionless and lightheaded.

Eric looked away and rested his hand on my back drawing smooth circle to calm me down. It didn’t work.

He made me breathe deep breathes. It didn’t work.

Then he started whispering incoherent words in my ears, but I couldn’t hear. I couldn’t hear the sounds he made when he picked me up and carried me out the library. It didn’t work.

My brother was a murderer. It wasn’t a pleasant feeling. It felt like a giant earthquake was in the middle of your body and your brain was literally a rubix cube being broken apart by a toddler.

I blacked out after that.