Monday, August 31, 2009
I think I have previously mentioned my relationship with deadlines. So it won't surprise you that I am posting my reviews for the remaining two books on my Summer Reading Program list on the last day of the assigned days. I signed up saying I would read three books.
1. The Host
3. My Fair Godmother
My review for The Host by Stephenie Meyers was posted earlier on this post.
I finished Wings by Aprilynne Pike last week. I enjoyed reading this book. The pace is easy, in the beginning a little slow for me. But as Laurel the main characters life begins changing the pace picks right up with it and carried me away in a tale that had me hooked. It was an in your face love story even though there were romantic connections there. I am interested in how these relationships will play out in the sequels. I really loved the characters, and I am impatiently waiting to read what will happen next in their lives.
Noticing that the deadline for reading and reviewing was quickly approaching I started My Fair Godmother by Janette Rallison on Thursday and even with a busy weekend and a slow reading pace I finished it today. I was laughing and hooked from the first page. And now have to say I don't think I ever want a fairy godmother to help me out in my life even if the end result is fantastic. You will laugh out loud, and cry a little. I am going to be telling a lot of people they need to read this book. It is just so fun.
Now that you read that I just loved all the books, you may think I love everything. This isn't true. I read a non list book last month. It is called Boy Crazy. I picked it up as an easy read. I was completely disgusted by the example it through out as completely appropriate. The characters were shallow.
Anyhow I enjoyed my Summer Reading Thing, and have been introduced to some new authors that I will continue to read.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Pictured above is the story of Cupid and Psyche. Ordered by his mother, Venus, to use his Golden arrow so that the dangerously beautiful Psyche would fall in love with a vile creature. Bond by his mother's orders, Cupid goes to fulfill his duty, but ends up scratching himself on the arrow and falling for Psyche. The story takes some twists and turns (it is linked above). Let's just say Venus still never likes Psyche even though her son loves her and many issues arise. It really does seem like a fairytale story... I love fairytales.
I love to see the stories around me. You can find them all things. When I was home this past week, we were driving the roads that wind through the country side. I passed the same run down house several times. I wanted to stop and take a picture, but I never did. I could see a story in it. The house was no longer habitable. What had the years brought to that home that had left it so desolate.
Does your mind work like this? Do you see and wonder about the stories around you? Do you create your stories by the things that you see?
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
Pick your Artist:
She's Always a Woman
How do you feel:
I Don't Want to Be Alone
Describe where you currently live:
Somewhere Along the Line
If you could go anywhere, where would you go:
The River of Dreams
Your favorite form of transportation:
Your best friend:
C'Était Toi (You Were the One)
You and your best friend are:
Sometimes a Fantasy
What's the weather like:
Falling of the Rain
Favorite time of day:
Through the Long Night
If your life was a TV show, what would it be called:
What is life to you:
The Longest Time
Keeping the Faith
Only the Good Die Young
What is the best advice you have to give:
Thought for the Day:
You May Be Right
How I would like to die:
Sleeping With the Television On
My soul's present condition:
Close to the Borderline
If I Only Had the Words (To Tell You)
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Do any of your remember why you started writing? And if you are not a writer, what is your passion and what made you start enjoying this passion?
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Friday, August 14, 2009
I have way too many random items to share with all of you so I'm taking a note out of Motherboard's Book and having a Random Randomness day. If I get to it I will share some tunes.
Little Princess says,"No! I'm tiger. ROOOOOOOOOOOOAR!"
I connected with the characters. The book also made me think. Mainly about the connection between loving a person's body and loving their soul- the very thing that makes them who they are. It got me thinking about how we hold on to our loved ones' bodies in the same way some cherish small trinkets of meaning. (ie. coma patients with little chance of awaking--not this did not happen in the book I just thought about it.) And I started thinking about if I could love Hubby the same if he (his very essences) had a different shell.
Also, how much our appearance makes us who we are. Do our looks help shape us? Anyway those were my thoughts. I loved the book. I am not going out to buy it at this point, but I am glad that I read it. And I may read it again in the future, if my current reading list ever diminishes. (Odd's are slim of it getting small but hey it could happen).
How about you?
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
We couldn't go to the top of the Arc de Triomphe, because it was too late in the evening and Hubby and I still had to get out Museum pass. We decided to soak in more of the City of Lights. So we decided to take a stroll down the Champs-Élysées, which is about 1.25 miles long. Planning to catch one of the metro stops along the avenue, we walked admiring the few shops that were still open. We passed three metro stops and twice as many McDonalds. Funny thing about MacDo's in Paris- they biggest point of advertising is not the current sales, but the number of indoor seating. Every one we passed had large signs announcing this information.
Shortly after we past the last metro stop and had begun walking the tree lined portion of the avenue, we decided maybe it would be time to catch the metro back. Being early spring the evening air was bone chilling. We were not adequately bundled up and were getting very ready to get back to the warm apartment. Instead of turning back, we continued ahead, certain that any moment a metro stop would be there to rescue us from the numbing breeze.
When we had reached the south end of the Champs-Élysées - Place de la Concorde , we couldn't see the metro signs. Oh there is an RER line right across the Seine. We will just cross over that way. When we crossed the bridge, I saw the city lights reflecting off of the water and there she was again. The Eiffel Tower shining her heart out just for me. I would stand there with my hair frizzing in the river mist and with my fingers so numb they barely bend if it meant I could continue that romantical moment between me and that ol' girl. I love all of Paris, but something about that Tower just fills my soul.
I had to rush ahead to catch up with Hubby, Aunt, and Uncle. They obviously are not having an affair with Paris the way I am, or they just had cold feet. I wasn't worried we would be on the RER soon cold toes didn't bother me. Except the RER was shut down for the night, and the trek continued as we searched for a metro stop. Do we turn back or go ahead? Well We forged forward. We passed the Musée d'Orsay, the Louvre, and Palais Royal. Finally, when we got to the Cathedral of Notre Dame we saw the metro signs for St. Michel. We were saved.
Our short sight seeing outing had turned into a night walk through half of Paris. We didn't want to turn back, there was too much to see ahead.
Have you ever gone forward when going back was wiser?
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Monday, August 10, 2009
ALMOST THE END.
Back at the reception there was .... how do I explain... Well see for yourselves.
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Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Sunday, August 2, 2009
She was really hoping that Autumn would be at the airport to get her. Not having a car at college was such a bummer. She just kept trying to convince herself that walking to campus every day was going to help her lose the last few pounds.
“Amber! You made it,” Autumn said and hugged her friend and roommate.
“Yeah, so how are things? Do you like the new roomy? Is she cool? Have you met the guys in our ward?” Amber had been fretting about sharing an apartment with someone she didn’t know. What if this girl was a total pill?
“She seems nice, but she hasn’t been around much.” Autumn grabbed one of the bags and they both headed out of the terminal, catching up with their summer happenings as they walked. “I thought we would stop by my parents place to get the things you stored there. Is that cool?”
“It’s your car.” The plan sounded good to her. She was anxious to get her computer set up so she could get online and look up Jack’s telephone number. She wondered if he was in
Driving down I15 the conversation flowed easily between the friends. Most of the conversation circled around memories from freshman year, but with her one track mind, it wasn’t long before Amber was telling Autumn all about Jack.
“I mean, he is kind of the whole reason I considered BYU in the first place.” She was silent as she remembered the letters Jack sent from BYU. Her love for the school grew as she read about his wheelchair races in the dorms, rock climbing, and dances. She had never realized how his letters affected her until one day she was racing home with the burning desire to attend college thousands of miles away from everything she had known.
“So is his new girlfriend attending BYU?” Autumn asked.
Amber cringed at the term girlfriend and the idea of her being in
The car fell silent. Unable to endure the silence Autumn turned the subject to a safer topic. “So you are the last to arrive in our apartment. You and Celeste will be sharing a room.”
“That’s cool,” she said, but her enthusiasm was gone.
Instead of talking the girls both just listened to the radio for the rest of the drive to the apartments.
“Oh we are in luck,” Autumn said excited as she pulled up. “Great parking spot, and look there is Keith, he can help carry in your boxes.”
Amber looked in the direction Autumn had gestured. In that instant, all thoughts of Jack were discarded. She was breathless, and certain that she looked the biggest fool as she stared up at the dark haired guy with his retro-glasses, tanned skin, and cute smile.
Autumn got out of the car, and Amber kept gawking as Keith walked over. By the time she tore her eyes away and got out of the car Autumn had already enlisted his help in their task.
Keith looked up as she got out of the car. Her heart raced and her cheeks reddened. “Hi, I’m Keith,” he said.
“Amber,” she said. Trying not to stare, as well as cover her blush. Autumn grabbed a box headed toward
“So you need some help?” Keith smiled over at her.
“If you are offering, I can use all the man power I can get.” They each grabbed a box. And Keith led the way. Amber slowed when Autumn came out of the door, and Keith moved ahead. When he was out of earshot, Amber turned to Autumn. “Wow.”
Autumn laughed and shook her head. “I know. But what about Jack?”
“A girl has got to have options, right?” She smiled wide, and then hurried in behind Keith.