Ughhhhh….??!?!?!?!

I don’t usually do a lot of personal posts but fuck it, I need to write it out!

You know what I feel like doing when my apartment is messy?  Burning it to the ground and salting the earth so nothing can ever grow there again.  Or just move somewhere else.

I can’t afford either of those things, so instead I walk my stinky dog and look at all the pretty Christmas lights. Of course Wishbone (my itty bitty Jack Russell), ate some acorns and rolled in some goose poop and completely ruined my procrastination. Regardless, my apartment is still a bit messy and Wishbone is more than a bit stIMG_0476.jpginky but at least now I’m more motivated to complete at least 1 of 2 tasks.  So all things considered, things are pretty good.

P.S. That’s my (clean) little monster in the picture.

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Dark Inside

A brief synopsis of Dark Inside: Something something survival something humanity is bad blah blah blah darkness and death and an evil something psycho killers.

Here’s the thing about me and horror: it’s not so much the content as the source that bothers me.

Which is not to say I’m not terrified by scary things, because I am. Absurdly so. But always in the back of my mind is the question: where did this come from? It has always been much more disturbing for me to know that someone, somewhere, came up with whatever horrific scene is playing out on screen or on the page. That even the most unrealistic scenarios were born in very real places, and the most horrible things we can imagine were spawned in the human mind.

So if you ask me what I find truly terrifying, I guess I would say human capacity for evil. I find that idea infinitely more disturbing than say, a zombie apocalypse.

dark-insideAnd in a way, there were some parts that worked as a horror story because it’s about humanity unleashing their own evil upon the world. While this is obvious when a suddenly released evil takes over like 90% of the human population and causes them to become killing-machines, there is also a more subtle form. The apparently random-ass teenagers that Roberts decides to let narrate are forced to fight for their survival and put into situations where their moral compasses no longer point north, so to speak. Previously unthinkable actions become necessity. And fear causes even the most well-intentioned to do abhorrent things.

That’s about where all the good things I have to say come to end. It’s just chapter-long horror set-pieces, building up to each one and wrapping it up.

It has no plot, no point, no depth, no life. Boring. Pointless. It’s annoying when the premise of the book offers detailed plots, vibrant and relatable characters, and wild action. NOTHING. I GOT NONE OF THAT! I mean, come on! We don’t even know what caused this and how does an earthquake turn people into mindless rage-induced killers?

The list of the 6 different kinds of killers was never well-explained (and really, you made the list 7 items long by including the title of the list as #1? I hope that was corrected after this ARC). One of the characters wanted to find her brother but the others had no drive for anything and honestly I didn’t give two shits about them.

 

 

I haven’t moved in 4 hours…

…and I’m perfectly ok with this.

I’ve been depressed recently. The reasons are neither important, nor interesting, nor any of your business. The only reason I mention it is, today I carved out rather a grand victory against said depression, and through a surprisingly well-trodden track.

(WHOOOT!)

It’s an incredible change from the one I had yesterday when my mom came back from her appointment and was like, “Why are you laying on the kitchen floor?” and it seems pathetic to say I was too tired to sit on a chair, so instead I was like, “I’m doing the mannequin challenge” and my mom was all, “I don’t think that’s how that works” but I was like, “Agree to disagree.”

Although I haven’t moved in 4 hours and I can feel the telltale stiffness, I made it with nary a gloomy thought.

Well, it’s a start.

 

I don’t really make resolutions….

…but this year I’m holding on to mine like a life line. Early much? NO! You gotta plan for these types of things! I won’t go into the specifics other than to say that they include the usual StopbeingNegativeStopComplainingBetterMentalHealth sorts of of things, as well as one or two others more particular to my situation, all […]

Dorthy Must Die

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Characters and back stories borrowed from a classic with a cliche YA plot progression?

Yawn.

Dorthy sounded more like Regina George than an actual villain. Almost immediately – and might I add repeatedly – evil is presented in superficial manifestations (i.e. Dorthy dresses like a French hooker and Amy prefers to wear worn-in converse). At first, I just assumed that the pace was a tad slow, to build up to something amazing, but such disappointment! There were things constantly happening but the problem was that I just didn’t give a shit about any of it.

The quirky Tim Burton-esque Oz was a total fail. I mean, the hit-the-ground-running beginning had me wondering if this was maybe a contemporary re-telling with the parallels and metaphors of The Wizard of Oz woven into it. Truthfully, that would have been a better book. It tried too hard to be quirky and weird.

The biggest disappointment of all?

DORTHY DOESN’T EVEN FUCKING DIE! This book couldn’t even keep to it’s premise! You better be prepared for book two. Or three. Maybe this stupid series will never end. I’ll be in one of those automatic wheelchairs and she’ll still be kicking it in her red pumps.

If you’re a fan of Baum’s Oz or even Maguire’s Wicked, you’ll probably hate this book. I wish you luck if you’re continuing this journey, but it’s time for me to bow out. I’m truly glad it’s over.

A Court of Mist and Fury

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Sometimes – and not often might I add- there are no words, and those are the hardest reviews to right. I will admit that I was getting into this, thinking it would suffer from second book syndrome but I was WRONG!

ACOMAF was a contrary introduction to a series; slow but action packed, flawed and splendid. It feature a heroine that drove me bananas with her senseless decision making, and a plot that only seemed to emerge in the last 100 pages or so. The other 540 pages was a watery romance and a glimpse into an intensely rich world.

While I greatly enjoyed this book, I didn’t love it until the end. The pacing was too slow in a good portion of the book and was split 3 ways; 1-part fantasy 1-part romance and 1-part. I did in not way adore this plot, but I loved the fragmented pieces of the deep, richly unique world that Sarah Maas allowed us to see glimpses of.

I must admit, that I wasn’t too crazy about the first book. The characters felt unexplored and fragmented. BUT, in ACOMAF, Maas skillfully crafted each and every one of them with such rich depth to their personalities and back stories that I had me hooked. This was BETTER than it’s predecessor. Haters can hate all they want but Feyre and Rhys are my OTP and Tamlin is an abusive piece of trash.

Re-Read: A Court of Thorns and Roses

I know that I haven’t offically reviewed this book here, but I have on Goodreads and my inital thoughts differ vastly from my re-read.

My thoughts revisited:

a-court-of-thorns-and-rosesMeet Feyre, but she’s not a faerie though. She’s mortal like the rest of us, despite how you may pronounce her name – it’s fay-ruh, in case you were wondering. One day she makes the dreadful mistake of killing a wolf, who despite what he may look like, is a faerie.
Then a “beast” comes and takes Feyre as a bargain for her crime. Blah, blah, blah. Fast forward to how Feyre spends her time in Prythian; being all indecisive, then painting and wandering the halls, followed by being impolite and wondering why people don’t talk to her. Enjoying her favourite hobby of contradicting herself.

You wondering if you’re reading the correct novel?

Yes, yes you are.

I didn’t hate this novel. Honest to goodness, I didn’t. If anything, I found a good portion of it to be entertaining. With that being said, I still need to be honest with myself here.

How much do you wanna bet that the characters were written before the plot was? If you removed one of the love interests, this entire story would crumble. Again this is nothing new. There are many novels that I would bet good money to have been written with minimal regard to the plot.

There was a complete lack of dialogue while our Feyre was living in the castle. The first 55% was a snooze fest. You could skim through most of it and not miss much. Now, it was already said to be a “loose” retelling of Beauty and the Beast, but I wasn’t expecting it to be held together with some spit and string! For a romance novel, it sure was excruciatingly slow. Reviews claimed ACOTAR to be “sexy”, yet at least 80% of it was in no way seductive and a complete bore.

And Tamlin. Don’t get me started on how much I hated this stupid character. He’s so freaking boring! To be quite frank, I didn’t understand most of his character at all. He was very conflicting with everything he did. He physically abuses Feyre and demands that no harm comes to her. Lucien and Rhys were more interesting characters- obvisouly- as there was more complexity to their characters. Complexity, not contradictions . Also, I think this “beast” storyline was a goddamn joke and a half. How the FRICK is Tamlin set up to be the beast when Lucien is standing there with a scarred face?

On a completely unrelated note, Maas could totally make Ariel from The Little Mermaid one of those water faeries…sprites, I think? How cool would that be?!

Anyway, Maas doesn’t pull too many punches, and some of what happened still really shocked the hell out me. [Spoiler Alert: Feyre not saying I love you in time to break the curse]. I honestly complete forgot how this book ended, so the re-read was just as much a shock as the first time.

With that being said,  I haven’t read the second book as of yet, so colour me re-interested in how the rest of this series plays out…..