June After months of daydreaming of basking in warmth Summer finally seeps into Our winter wonderland Just a few more weeks before exams end And we CANNONBALL dive Into temperate freedom July The absolute zero temperature of frozen glaciers shifts They melt into soft, cool arms of a lake that caress the mountain side Embrace [...]
The floor's yours Time to take Your rightful spot On center stage Perform your best Give your all Until judge says: You're worth it This deepest desire So close you... Can taste it Can almost grasp In your fingertips But it slips Along with all Trace of confidence Into abyss of Not good enough If [...]
A few years ago – at this same time of the year, my husband and I went out rather late at night to relax in the hot tub. We went out through the garage, and our path to the patio was well-lit by the motion-detector light that was activated when we opened the garage door.
We were enjoying the contrast of warm water and the cool night air. The night was beautiful and quiet. And because we were so still in the shadow of the garage, the motion detector shut off the light.
We were in pitch darkness. Until we weren’t.
Our eyes adjusted to the darkness. The backyard and the woods around us lit up.
They were everywhere. Hundreds. Twinkling in the blackness.
It was breathtaking.
And if the light had stayed on, we never would have seen it.
I’m reminded of this fortunate spectacle today, because…
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1. You read books in one sitting.
(Not certain I’ve ever really done this, actually. Maybe once or twice.)
2. You have a book quote/reference for almost every situation.
(Believe me, Hunger Games references are a daily occurence.)
3. You’re packing, and you spend more time deciding which book to bring than what clothes to bring.
(This is me today. I decided on Mockingjay. I’m in the mood for rereading it. Maybe it won’t be such a blur the second time.)
4. You name everything after fictional people.
(My phone’s name is Carswell. As in Carswell Thorne.)
5. You cry your eyes out over characters.
(Spoilers. But yes. I sob.)
6. You cry because a series is over.
(I’m pretty sure part of the reason Mockingjay Part 2 had me bawling was because it was over.)
7. Pretty much everything you enjoy relates to books in some manner.
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Hello fellow writers, At last the time has come where I may write analysis and opinions regarding the Hunger Games novel on this blog! It took me quite some time-- I know. I mean it normally takes me about a month to read these kind of books but I guess that new school semester just [...]
In our setting of Hawkins, Indiana, 1983, everyone has their monsters---both figuratively and literally. Take the evil Demogorgon monster for example, who has stolen Will Byers and left behind his devastated family and friends. They must all slay their monsters of grief and some even battle supposed insanity when they start seeing and hearing paranormal signs [...]
Hello fellow writers, Today I wanted to hear everybody's opinion on their favorite Hunger Games novel and/or movie. I've been quite hyped about the topic lately because, as quite a few of my followers know, I have been reading the first book of the series for a novel review on this blog! I'm sorry that [...]
“People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality;
their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is,
but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are
taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love
if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide
their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio.
You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you
carry it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are
a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them,
and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality.
You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.”
– Jim Morrison
I am many people's rock like the base of a building, more and more bricks piled on I, foundation of others So much weight, I can't take others problems placed before mine always you, you, you but never I more weight as I make promises I won't keep I can not keep For soon an [...]