At the beginning of this year, I entered an Instagram giveaway and won a copy of Mikki Noble's book, Piggybacker. It several months to get my act together and read it, and even longer to gather my thoughts to write a review. One thing is for certain: I adored reading this. Everyone thinks Marley tried … Continue reading Myths and Magic
I was told to grow up by the people I love, and I thought, “Okay, I can do that.” Now that I'm grown up, they ask why I am so sharp, so angry. “You were sweet, kind, and happy before. What happened?” I guide them to the top of this poem. Copyright © 2018 by … Continue reading Grow Up
Ever since I convinced my mom to read the River of Time series by Lisa T. Bergren back in 2012 and we some of the other's favorite books, we trust each other. When it comes to books, if my mom tells me to read a book or thinks that I'll like it, I'll give it a … Continue reading Paranoia, is That You?
The Dreadful Tale of Prosper Redding by Alexandra Bracken has one of those covers that makes me want to gobble it up. The dark grays and blues and that eerie candle in the background grabbed my attention. I felt like curling up on the floor next to my dog with a fuzzy blanket and … Continue reading Is it a Kitsune?
Unlike most books that I pick up, I got it after seeing the cover. Usually, I ignore the cover and decide whether or not to get the book after reading the summary, but I had a feeling about Amy Engel's The Roanoke Girls. It probably helped that, at the time I checked out the Roanoke Girls, I … Continue reading The Roanoke Girls
Watch me so I won't die, Or someone might see the tears I cry And the smatterings of crimson on my handkerchief. Kiss me to freeze time. Please, trap this moment, Own it, hold it captive in a jar. Take it out and caress it like you used to me When you get lonely. Call it … Continue reading Wilting, Wilted Rose
In accordance to my usual ritual when reading books I know I'll like, it took me awhile to actually sit down and read. Since 2015, when the local library first got the book, to be exact. After checking it out at least five times and reading the first twenty pages over and over again, I decided … Continue reading Rooms, Rooms. Too Little Room.
For the past several weeks, I've been milking Lauren Oliver's Rooms. In the midst of a chapter I found myself struck by the elusive muse and, following her prompting, scribbled down this poem. I hope you enjoy it. (On another note, I've changed my site's url, so now it's aweebiteccentric. I've done this because I feel … Continue reading Rooms
When two people you care about Are on battle grounds, Do you know which is the right path? And as you go on the rounds Will you shoot what needs to be shot? (What road will you take: Family or 'family?') Copyright © 2015 by Nita Pan All rights reserved. This post or any portion … Continue reading Rounds