goingnowherefast

talk about a busy and sleepless few days. friday and saturday I spent at the gig harbor Relay For Life. I finished the queen betsy series. I was 3 pages from the end of undead and unpopular when I lost my light source. (i guess since it was midnight they decided to dim the lights so people could sleep and the luminaria lit the track.) we left a blow up mattress in the back of my mom’s burb so I read my 3 pages in the car before curling up to rest. I woke up shortly after 3. Not sure how or why, but I was wide away. since it was still to dark to read I walked the track with my ipod. I don’t remember the last time I’ve watched a sunrise. it was awesome. I just walked and walked and felt so…i don’t know. by 6 the thing that finally stopped me were the blistered forming on my heels. ouch. so I rested and started undead and uneasy. I ate my weight in pancakes and walked more. I finished the second half of my book after I returned home. then I started annette blairs Gone With A Witch, which I just finished. Now I’m working on Melissa Marr’s Ink Exchange.
I read her first book Wicked Lovely a few months ago. I really like the sudoseries but Marr is hard to read. At the risk of sounding rude, she’s a great story teller but not a great writer. her stories are difficult to get into. they aren’t coherent. that’s the risk with paranormal and science fiction. if you create a new world you can’t expect your reader to just jump in without a little lead in. its like starting a movie in the middle. with Wicked Lovely by the time I had a grasp of who’s who the plot completely threw me off. certainly wouldn’t recommend that book, but I believe in second chances. Marr’s stories have so much potential, maybe second times a charm? ill be sure to let you know. another day, another book

edit: Finished Ink Exchange and was less disappointed but not quite at a “love.” Since I spent the 300 odd pages of Wicked Lovely figuring out the who’s who it wasn’t so bad this time. In all the writing was even better. Still…something bothered me. It had all the makings of a good story, so why do Marr’s tales bother me so. I’ve narrowed it to two possibilities. first, she breaks the rules. not that theirs anything wrong with that but she doesnt do it well. Normal book plot, character building, crisis/problem created, shit meet fan, and then happily ever after. ok, maybe its not quite that neat but you get my drift. Marr’s books go more…introduce characters but make very vague references to who they actually are and why they are revelant to story, crisis/problem, shit meet fan, introduce more characters, introduce more crisis/problems, establish unbelievable love triangles (ill get back to that one), shit meet fan…again, spend 100 pages of wtf, resolve nothing and leaving reading feeling incomplete and confused. yeah… so second possibility. Unbelieveable love triangles. you can have your cake and eat it too. marr laughs at this and says, “watch me” Not only am i unconvinced to anything im confused. Wicked Lovely she get both guys and its weird. Ink Exchange she gets no one and its weird. I’m not giving up. like i said. soooooo much potential. this one had it for a while. this shit met fan and met fan and met fan….and everything was very unresolved.

On a personal note, my brother of eighteen years (who ive shared a bathroom with for most of that) learned my first name today. At first it was one of those…youre kidding right? moments…but he was serious. and blames me going by my middle name as an attempt to confuse him. like its hard. So here’s how this discovery was made. When I moved to Washington about a year and a half ago I started going by my first name. I had always gone by a shortened form of my middle name growing up. So we’re at Relay and one of the ladies asked my brother “what’s your sisters name again?” and he had to stop and think….”what is she calling herself these days” as if i made up a name. which he thought i did. So I tell him, no thats my actual name. You would think my initials on the backpack he’s borrowed or when they called my name at my high school graduation that he would have caught on. no. not my little brother. And my mother wonders why i dont have a better relationship with my brother, well mom, might help if he knew my name. I’m going to get some sleep. Class tomorrow. Meanwhile, I’m finishing Kat Richardson’s Poltergeist.

I have unkind words to say about those who write novellas between books. It wouldn’t be bad but I have the book I want sitting on the shelf at work and its so close but so far. let me back up. so I finished undead & unappreciated and undead & unreturnable today. I get home to start the next in the series and hold up. when did george the fiend start talking? a girl needs warning before crocheting fiend start talking. ghesh. so I ready the authors note and discover referencing to a novella. Its not like I don’t have plenty to read but I wanna that one! (throws tantrum) k, now that I have that out of my system. who am I kidding. ill stew over that most of the night. but nevertheless, moving on…um griffin has to go to summer school. I told my mother I don’t want to take summer classes and she gave me the go to school or move out ulitmatum. my eyes are going to get stuck in the back of my head from rolling them. I got home tonight at 9. I’m tired and cranky and hungry (not that I’m doing anything about it) wow, I’m acting like a 4 year old. maybe I should get some rest. the act of forming coherent sentences that aren’t whiney seems beyond what I’m capable of at this point. I know right? (that was for tracys benifit) maybe tomorrow will be better. another day, another book.

Today was the first day this month Tracy and I have worked together. We really must plan our vacation time better. So after endless chats about how freakin awesome its going to be to see Stephenie Meyer and filling out leave request and justifing that this is TOTALLY work related and generally killing the better part of 4 hours discussing such, we logged on gmail. I’ve had gmail for years and Tracy got it while I was gone. So not only did we talk across the room to each other we chatted on gmail with each other (multitasking is a requirement for working in a library) after all we had half a months worth of excitement to catch up on. I mentioned we had planned on going to the zoo yesterday but the meercats were still in quarantine, so tracy brought the zoo to me. Its amazing how 2 twentysomethings can be so easily entertained. so we dropped the little capsuls o zoo animals in hot water and watched our lions, tigers and bears oh my! hatch. Tracy says its gross how the capsul never completely dissolves and you get stuck with a slimy afterbirth. (im sure that’s a visual you wanted) In all, good day at work. I didn’t have school this morning so it was nice to sleep in and hang around the house until I had to go to work. By sleep in, I refer to being wide awake by 8. I then managed to eat, shower, get ready and kill time to discover in was still only 10 o’clock. I worked on finishing Mr. Monk in Outer Space. At 11:30 I checked my library account and noticed no changes to my account. Positive I should have several holds come in today, I emailed to harass Tracy (thats what friends are for). She essentially told me to (comment inappropriate to share). When I got to work it was like Santa had visited and left me holds! yippee skippy! seriously though, overcaffinated excitement aside… this past week I started MaryJanice Davidson’s “queen betsy” series starting with Undead and Unwed. I’m addicted. So I got the next book in today. I think I want to start on it. another day, another book.

just a few more days until the offical start of summer! this week is my “summer vacation” since summer classes start next week. I have big plans for this week which includes, but not limited to, eating my weight in oreos, sleeping until noon, and reading past midnight. seriously though. I had originally plans to visit the zoo today with friends and the weather is absolutely perfect, but the meercats are in quarantine (which was the main reason for the trip). instead I’ve sat around most of the day watching recordings on the dvr. I think we have a months worth of unwatched little people, big world and doctor who episodes to watch. tomorrow will be the first day this month I’ve worked with tracy. first she had to go off exploring the great outdoors and watchin buffalo roam then I took a week off. I went to visit her last saturday after the sound to narrows race. it was the first I had seen her in 14 days! talk about serious seperation anxiety. so I promised (well more stated I would than swore on) that I would read a book for everday we were apart. so here’s the list.

(1) lock and key: Sarah Dessen

 (2) catch a rising star: Bateman

(3) the next thing on my list: Smolinski

(4) are you there vodka? its me chelsea: Chelsea Handler

(5) just listen :Sarah Dessen

(6) tempted: Cecily Von Ziegesar

(7) marked: PC & Kristen Cast

(8) betrayed: PC & Kristen Cast

(9) undead & unwed: MaryJanice Davidson

(10) vampire kisses: Ellen Schreiber

(11) there’s no place like here: Cecelia Ahern

(12) Like a charm: Candice Havens

(13) kissing coffins: Ellen Schreiber

(14) undead & unemployed: MaryJanice Davidson

If you want more info on any of the listed book leave a comment of keep an eye out on my recommended reads section. maybe at some point this week i’ll get the chance to work on that. meanwhile, i’m working 3 days this week, getting my haircut, visiting the new exhibit at the seattle art museum, and raising money for relay for life. looks like another busy week. going nowhere, fast. story of my life. another day, another book.

edit: recommended reads has been updated and i’ve added a page devoted to Kelley Armstrong.

hello poor unfortunate soul who has stumbled on my literary rantings. few things that I can say about myself to explain this blog. first of all, the titles of my blogs will never have anything to do with my post. if it happens to, its most likely not on purpose. my titles are random song lyrics from what I have stuck in my head. it could be anything from blue october to hawthorne heights. so my internal soundtrack aside. second point to make. I will say “heart bubbles” a lot. I blame my coworker. she started it. so explaination. if you’ve ever notice on anime shows how the characters get those little heart bubbles when they’re super happy. I like to think I have little heart bubbles appear over my head too. and I guess the last point to make, I’m a book glutton. its a gift and a curse. I like to read. so I’m devoting this blog to my love of literature. the blog name “going nowhere, fast” is the working title of the book I’m writing. its unlikely I have an iota of talent to see this book published, but it is what it is. I may make future references to this book, so now you know.
ohmigod! holy freakin heart bubbles! its no suprise, love love love the twilight saga. and I just learned Stephenie Meyer will be here in SEATTLE!!!!!!!!!!!! ahhhh! tickets go on sale next week. so important, I can only get one of the books signed. so my question for you. which of the four (the signing is after breaking dawn comes out) would you get signed and why? meyer will also be visiting la, nyc, and chicago. details can be found on stepheniemeyer.com
its been nice, until next time. another day, another book.