Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Guest Post! | SKGfun

 Hullo, lovelies!  I'm featured in another guest post over at SKGfun.com.  

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Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Book Review | It Started With Goodbye

It Started With Goodbye
Christina June

Publisher:  Blink/Harper Collins
Genre:  Teen Fiction, Fairytale Retelling
Released:  May 9th, 2017

Sixteen-year-old Tatum Elsea is bracing for the worst summer of her life. After being falsely accused of a crime, she’s stuck under stepmother-imposed house arrest and her BFF’s gone ghost. Tatum fills her newfound free time with community service by day and working at her covert graphic design business at night (which includes trading emails with a cute cello-playing client). When Tatum discovers she’s not the only one in the house keeping secrets, she finds she has the chance to make amends with her family and friends. Equipped with a new perspective, and assisted by her feisty step-abuela-slash-fairy-godmother, Tatum is ready to start fresh and maybe even get her happy ending along the way.

WARNING: Possible Spoilers

{The Basics}
This is probably one of the best modern-day Cinderella retellings that I've ever read. It's so. . . normal.  And that's a great thing!  It wasn't cliche with romance, or character personalities.  All in all, it was extremely refreshing and I loved it from start to finish.

Definitely has my recommendation! 

Under impossible pressure, Tatum does the right thing in giving the authorities information regarding her best friend and her friend's bad-boy-boyfriend.  She does her best to repair the burned bridges that result from this and exhibits absolute patience.

Can't say much without giving all away, but it has such a happy ending!!

Tatum lies to her step-mother about many things (she takes full responsibility in the end, however - SPOILER!)

Her relationship with her step-sister (by no means an ugly one!) is rather non-existent to begin with.

Tatum sneaks away to see a band practice with a friend. . .

{Spiritual Content}
None, really.

None.  A very clean novel!

{Language, Alcohol & Drugs}
Maybe a glass of wine or something in there. . . (if any) I don't recall any really.

{Love-y Content}
Tatum and one young gent exchange emails, forming a long-distance relationship.  [SPOILER!] It's not until the end when she finally meets him. :] They go out on a date and kiss once (?), I think.  It's a very sweet relationship, in my opinion.

Again, this novel was more than I expected.  I was pleased to read it and would definitely recommend it to all who like good, clean stories.  It was relate-able, and very accurate to real-life situations, though I should hope one doesn't get accused of shop-lifting, punishable by community service for the whole summer, every other day. . . 


Recommended ages: 15+

Wow.  I actually managed a rather short and vague review this time. . . Ha! This is probably due to the fact it's been in the drafts for a few weeks and I forgot to write down my notes. . . 

Thanks for reading, lovelies!


Thursday, June 29, 2017

Guys. Guys? GUYS!!!

Hey, guess what.

I'M WRITING AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And I gotta say: it feels so good.  Why did I stop?  Why did I not take those relaxing ten minutes minimum to sit with pen and WRITE?

I apologize for the random post.  I suppose it's my way of letting you know that I am alive and I'M WRITING!!! 

Just to prove it, here are a few snippets.  
They may be a little vague, but can you guess what exactly it is I'm writing?

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           In the empty ballroom of an old, grand house, in the magnificent port city of Maradrae, a young girl of fifteen summers stands alone. For these walls, with their rich furniture – now draped in coverlets – and countless rooms, was all she had ever known in her short lifetime.
          But what was it except rooms and items and things? In one week's time, nearly a month ago today, she had learned that such things do not last. And yet she knew she would miss the luxuries to which she had been accustomed.
          Still. . . she had her family. And that was all that mattered. Let the sea take their livelihood. Let her keep the cargo and monies that made their lives easy. Let the circumstances throw her and her family into the unknown.
          “Good-bye,” she found herself whispering. But somehow her heart felt lighter. Picking up her small carpetbag, she exited the splendour of the room and managed to smile as she met her father in the foyer. 

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           She found him on this day huddled in a particularly precarious corner of his shop, over a dusty tome of massive porportions. If held before her (that is, if she could even hold it herself), it could practically hide the entirety of her upper body behind its elaborate gold etchings and rich red cover. It helped, of course, that she was also rather petite in stature for her age.
          Brushing her braid from her shoulder, she addressed him and curstied politely. “Good day, Master Black. I've come to return a book.”
          He mumbled something incoherent. Then, “Yes, yes.” Not once turning to face her. 
          Despite herself, she grinned. “May I borrow another, sir?”
          More unintelligible mutterings. Followed by the same, “Yes, yes.”
          “Thank you, sir. Where might I find the story of Elsandil & Arandor?
          At this, he turned sharply toward her for the first time upon her entrance and scowled, seemingly irritated. But with a resigned huff, he grabbed his robes and scuttled to the scripty, spiral staircase. Noya hid a smile and followed.

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         In the glowing dusk of the setting sun, the eye catches the flash of a bird's form against the glorious hues of the horizon.
          A Phoenix.
          His brilliant wings beating soundlessly in the air, he soars high over the Wood. He knows that many things lurk beneath the sheltered canopy of leaves and his eyes are ever watchful of danger in any form.
          In the fading light of sunset, his keen sight takes in the sudden opening amidst the trees.  Shadows fall over the border and grounds of a once powerful kingdom, cloaking them in the half-light. Gardens dot the landscape with flowers and bushes of every kind in full bloom, seemingly frozen in time. In one walled courtyard, dozens of elegant, life-like statues of remarkable skill fill the place.
          A grand castle stands at the center of the great Wood – built of silver marble and glass. Alluring in its grace and architecture.
          Yet, in the midst of such grandeur and beauty, the entirety of the castle and grounds seemed. . . dead. Life was absent.
          And the Phoenix knew.
          This was a cursed place. He could feel the sorrow even from his height.
          But what can a bird – even one as magnificent as he – do for a forsaken and enchanted land?
          And so, he continues his journey, winging toward home.

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Bear with me, y'all.  I'm trying so hard to write the first draft - however rough and yucky - BEFORE going back and editing.  Usually, I re-read shortly after it's written and never get anywhere with a story.  So, maybe this method will work for me. . .

Thanks for stopping in!


Tuesday, June 13, 2017

Guest Post: Lady in Waiting

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I'm featured on the SKGfun blog in a guest post!  

In the post, I list four different "musts" of a Lady in Waiting: Chase God, Pray Often, Avoid Idleness, and Dress Appropriately.  Every girl wonders at her happily ever after.  They ponder the what-ifs constantly, give all their efforts to impress the guys, and almost always end up heartbroken - or worse. 

From my own experiences, I share the life-lessons I've learned and pray they serve as an encouragement to all the lovely, young, and beautiful princesses out there.

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