Song Of The Week!


I have a question for all of you, and if you would look up at the pages tab above there is one that says 'Question For You...' where the actual question is. I would love it if you would answer the question :)


Everybody knows Christopher Paolini, right? The author of Eragon, Eldest, and Brisingr? Some people know him as a kid who got lucky, others know him as the greatest authors of our time. I know him as neither, but I thought I'd mention those titles just in case you did. Before I get to my point, I'd just like to say that I like his books. I'd also like to say that his books aren't that good. I don't mean the content, I mean the writing itself. Lot's of people seemed to have not noticed this, but I forgive them, and you if you are one of them, because I read like a writer. I can tell I'm getting a lot of blank stares now, so please allow me to explain.

This may come as sort of a shock to you, but this blog was not originally a book blog. This blog is first and foremost a writing blog. I started it because I am a writer. Please don't mistake that as me saying I'm an author, because I'm not. But I will be, and that is something you can count on. I would be the first to admit that my writing isn't that good. Sure, I'm better than some, but I'm not that good. Christopher Paolini's writing abilities are about as good as mine, or at least for Eragon and Eldest. I do have a few stories that might possibly be better than his but he still has something on me. He's actually finished three novels. My finished novel count: 0. I'm planning on changing that this month. I'm getting off track here. When I say that I read like a writer, I mean that I look at it differently than people who just read for fun. I'm still reading for fun, but I tend to pick the book apart a little more than is intended. I look for what makes the story good or bad and then I look for the reason. I can tell I'm not doing a very good job at explaining this. It's kinda hard to explain. If you still don't get what I'm trying to say go google it 'cause I'm pretty sure I'll just confuse you if I keep talking/typing.

Now I'm finally getting to my point. Hurray! Over at Random Buzzers, this author that I keep mentioning is being featured. Later this week he will be answering questions of many adoring fans. One not-so-adoring fan (me) asked this question:

There are a lot of young authors who resent you because you got published and they haven't because they heard you had family connections. What makes them particularly upset is the fact that Eragon isn't much better than what they can come up with. Don't get me wrong, I loved Eragon and the next two (especially Brisingr) were almost amazing (I'm a Harry Potter fan, sorry). Moving on to my actual question, what would you say to one of those young writers?

Haha, I found this particularly hard to write, because I am a fan and I do love your books, but I really am curious. Also, I just want to say that I am NOT resentful in anyway. I had always wanted to be a writer but when the book fair presentation of Eragon when I was in elementary school told me that you weren't much older than me when you wrote it I got excited and decided that I would write a book someday and lots of people would read it because writing isn't just for old dead guys. Thanks for that!
Yeah. I really asked that question. It took me somewhere around 20 minutes to write that question. It was really hard. Once again, I do like his books, and I am in no way resentful of him, but I really asked that question and I intend to hear an answer. Some of you may be asking 'So? What's the big deal?' The big deal is that I am the only one who posted on that forum who wasn't a super mega fan with twenty million 'what if?' questions about his books. Also, I'm generally a nice person (some say too nice) and I hate sounding rude (most of the time. There are special occasions). If and when he answers, I'll post it, but in the meantime, feel free to tell me what you think. Do you like his books? Do you disagree with me? Do you agree with me? Was my question rude? Would you have asked something like that? I want to know!

Thanks for reading!

Happy Halloween!

Good morning everyone! I bet you know what day it is! Yeah. It's Halloween! I was all for going trick-or-treating with my brothers, but unfortunately for me, my asthma was bad on Friday. Uh, so? That was two days ago. Yeah, well that's what I said. Sigh. I have been banished to the living room, handing out candy to little kids who probably don't deserve any of it. Hahahaha. Also, my hands smell like pumpkins, but my brain is able to forget that unpleasant smell due to the fact that my pumpkin looks fantastic. I'll post a picture tonight, along with my fabulous Cinderella costume. Oh speaking of Cinderella, my fabulous co-writer was over at my place of living the other day and we came up with some fabulous (I seem to enjoy that word to day. Fabulous.) ideas for our Cinderella retelling! (I also seem to like the exclamation points today, no?) Unfortunately for the people who will be reading this story in its completed state, these wonderful ideas include murder and heart break. In that order. They aren't related to each other directly. The murder doesn't cause the heartbreak. Oh, and the person who's heart is broken is someone who you will absolutely adore. This person will no doubt be a favorite character. I apologize in advance for crushing this character. I also apologize for not being sorry that I am going to crush this character.
Back to Halloween!  So tonight while my brothers and my sister (I would've mentioned her before but she seemed to have slipped my mind) are out trick-or-treating, I will treat myself to the candy from the candy dispensing bowl which will include miniature M&Ms which are my favorite and I will watch Alice in Wonderland, the fabulous new one with the fabulous Mad Hatter. I might also watch Hocus Pocus, but I probably won't get to it. Well, that's all for now! I'll post some fabulous pictures tonight and the song of the week will be posted tomorrow morning!

Thanks for reading!


Book Review: The Lost Hero by Rick Riordan

After saving Olympus from the evil Titan lord, Kronos, Percy and friends have rebuilt their beloved Camp Half-Blood, where the next generation of demigods must now prepare for a chilling prophecy of their own:

Seven half-bloods shall answer the call,

To storm or fire the world must fall.

An oath to keep with a final breath,

And foes bear arms to the Doors of Death.

Now, in a brand-new series from blockbuster best-selling author Rick Riordan, fans return to the world of Camp Half-Blood. Here, a new group of heroes will inherit a quest. But to survive the journey, they’ll need the help of some familiar demigods.

For everybody who loved Percy Jackson and the Olympians, go get this book. It's excellent. There are lots of old faces returning to this new series as well as plenty of new ones, including the main characters: Jason, Piper, and Leo. Oh and guess what. Someone who we all know and love is missing. As in they're looking for him in this book. That's not what the whole book is about, but you will definitely want to know what happened to him.

So everybody who read the Percy Jackson series knows who Hera is, right? The queen of the gods? Yeah well, she plays a big part in this book. It's pretty interesting. Another think I liked about this books is how you get to see more of the Roman mythology coming out. So instead of Zeus you have Jupiter, and instead of Hera you have Juno, that kind of thing. I'll just bore you with one more thing I liked about this book. It has a lot of the adventure. It's really fast paced, just like the Percy Jackson series. There's a quest, and a solstice deadline, someone who needs saving, someone who might be a traitor, a bad guy trying to throw down Olympus, you get the picture.

One thing to think about before you read this book: If you haven't read Percy Jackson and the Olympians, a lot of this won't make any sense to you. Oh and the movie doesn't cut it. (By the way, I loved the movie. It was pretty awesome, if you think of it separate from the book. Try it sometime ;) So go out and read Percy Jackson and the Olympians if you haven't, and if you have, go read The Lost Hero.

Thanks for reading!

Book Blogger Hop

Alright so you guys know the drill ;) Every Friday through Monday the Book Blogger Hop is hosted by Crazy For Books. If you want to check it out, click on the button over on my left sidebar that says " Book Blogger Hop" and has a picture of two dancing books. Anyway, the Hop is a way for book bloggers to find each other's blogs. It's pretty awesome. It helps you get readers and followers. There is also a question of the week. This week's question is:

"What is the one bookish thing you would love to have, no matter the cost?"

Ohhhh :) I'd would love to have my own personal library in my house with lots of books and lots of comfy chairs and lots of book shelves so I can add more books. I can't wait to hear your answers!

Thanks For Reading!



I don't know if you noticed (there is a little button on my left sidebar) that I am an official NaNoWriMo participant. Yay! What's NaNoWriMo????? National Novel Writing Month!!!!! When is NaNoWriMo? November. When is November? Three days.

For the whole month of November, from the first to midnight on the 30th, my goal is to write a 50,000 word novel. That's somewhere around 200 pages. Yeah, I know it's crazy. I'm going to try it anyway. Anyway, I'm thinking my novel is going to be either a crazy scifi novel with a cruise ship in Florida or a fairly normal scifi novel with an experiment group. I'm kinda stuck on scifi right now, and it's kind of horrifying to me. I've always despised scifi, and now I'm reading and writing it. Ugh.

Anyway... What does participating in NaNoWriMo have to do with anything? Well by now you should have figured it out. Writing a novel in 30 days is going to take a lot of concentration and a lot of my time, which means I might not have a lot of time for blogging. Every now and then I'll try to sneak something in but I'm not sure how well that will turn out. You can definitely count on a song of the week every Sunday, but other that I can't make any promises. Sorry dearest readers.

Tomorrow: Book Blogger Hop & Review of The Lost Hero.

Thanks for reading!


What's On My List?

Many of you have heard of The Story Siren, right? And you all know about In My Mailbox? Well I've decided to do something like that, so feel free to join in and make sure you link it back to Amanda's Writings. So instead of In My Mailbox, mine is called What's On My List? Every week I'm going to try to post about a book that is on my wish list (there's a lot). I want you guys to tell me about the book, if you liked it, if you also want to read it, etc. in the comments followed by a link to your post. You don't have to call it "What's On My List" and if you choose to participate you don't have to post every week. So here it goes:

Fire by Kristin Cashore

Fire is a companion book to Graceling. I loved Graceling. It made my favorite book list, which is really small. It's not small because I don't read a lot, it's small 'cause it's hard to find books that I really love. The list of books I like, on the other hand, is fairly large. Anyway, so Fire takes place before Graceling but is in the same setting as Graceling (or at least that's what I've heard) and has only one character in common. I do, in fact, know who that character is and I'm excited to learn what part he/she has in Fire, seeing as he/she played a major part in Graceling. (See how I didn't give anything away there? Hehe) So now it's your turn. Tell me about this book if you've read it (please exclude spoilers) and if you haven't read it, tell me if you'd  want to read it. If you haven't seen my review of Graceling go look on the reviews page above to find the link. It should be close to the top.

Thanks for reading and I look forward to seeing your responses!

Song of the Week!

The Call-Regina Spektor
This is the song at the end of Prince Caspian (a great movie and a great book ;)


Book Blogger Hop

Yep, the weekend is just  around the corner which means the Book Blogger Hop is back! So the Book Blogger Hop is when a bunch of book bloggers put their name on a list for each other to look through and follow and they post about the question of the week. If you already knew that, well, sorry you had to hear it again. So anyway, if you have a book blog, click on the little book blogger hop button on my left sidebar and it will take you to the list. This week's question comes from Becky who blogs at Becky's Barmy Book Blog:

"Where is your favorite place to read? Curled up on the sofa, in bed, in the garden?"

Well I don't like to read outside, but pretty much every where else is ok. I even read when I'm on the treadmill. I like reading in my dad's chair the most, though. It's really comfy. :)

So I hope everyone has a good Friday and thanks for reading!


Sorry. Here Are Some Poems.

So you may have noticed that I haven't posted anything awesome in a while. I noticed too. Sorry. I'm overloaded with homework and golf. We have our first tournament in two weeks! But anyway, for creative writing class we've had to write a few poems, so I think I'll go ahead and post those. Just to warn you, I'm not good at poetry. Here's the first one:
(No Title)

On a long and winding road

The mountains do tower over me.

As if by some unspoken code,

My eyes travel to the leaves.

Colors splashed across the range,

The over powering scent of sage

The leaves are yellow, red and gold,

Brightening up the mountain side.

For every leaf I catch, I’m told

I get a wish, my eyes grow wide.

My mind is whirring, thinking fast,

To pick a wish while the leaves last.

The wind began to softly blow,

Making colors swirl and twirl.

All of the sudden I did grow,

To more than just a little girl.

I caught those leaves with arms spread wide,

And tried to stem the flowing tide.

Autumn is here, at last, again,

The smells and colors comforting.

While in the trees I want to remain,

In the distance the school bell rings.

Calling me reluctantly away,

With tears in eyes, I wish to stay.


The Five Stages of Grief Writing Poetry

There is no way this can be happening,

I can’t believe that I have to do this.

I can almost feel my brain just snapping,

My hand begins to clench into a fist.

I get so mad I scribble on the sheet,

And then tears of anger roll off my nose.

Then all of the sudden I feel so meek,

I ask the teacher if I can cut rows.

When she says no my face goes blank and numb,

And anger and sadness seep forth again.

I sit in the chair and stare at my thumb,

I finally have to set down my pen.

At last I realize I have to finish,

To the class I present with a flourish.

(I like that one :)

And last for tonight:

Oh How I Adore Thee, School

The gleaming hallways I do so adore,

And don’t forget the lockers banging shut.

Every day I love what teachers have in store,

And, of course, the kid just like a nut.

Why would I wish for it to be over

When I could just live here and be happy.

And just when I think it cannot be better,

A boy walks up to me with hair rather flappy.

He asks if I could please show him a skill,

I smile and I pretend I know it well.

I love watching Doctor Phil,

I am relieved when I do hear the bell.

I hope you enjoy them and feel free to comment! I'll catch up on my postint this weekend, I promise ;)
Thanks for reading!


Fire and Ice - Robert Frost

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if I had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

I love this poem. It's one of my favorites. Actually, Robert Frost is my favorite poet. What about you? What's your favorite? Who is your favorite? Please share!

Thanks for reading!


Mother Gothel (creative writing assignment #4)

A man came into my garden last night, how dare he? That was not the only crime he committed, as if trespassing in my garden weren’t enough. No, he had the desire to steal from me as well! My beautifully grown rampion desecrated by his hands! Tonight I will lie in wait, for surely his hunger will not have been satisfied by one trip into my garden.

It is with triumph that I watch him climb over the hedge, a look of utmost concentration in place on his face. He bends and begins to hastily pick my rampion. I spring from my hiding spot. “Thief!” I cry, “How dare you steal from me!”

He throws up his hands, dropping my rampion and cowering on the ground. “Have mercy!” he pleads. “My wife is with child and she saw your rampion through our window, and said she would die if she did not receive any!”

“Indeed,” I say, and a brilliant plan enters my mind. “Well then, of course you may take all that you need—“

“Thank you!”

“—on one condition. When your child is born, you must give it to me.”

To my surprise, he agrees at once so I bid him farewell and he resumes picking my rampion.

As soon as the man’s child is born I arrive at his house and take her. “Rapunzel, which is the same as rampion, you will be called.”

Again to my surprise, the man made no attempt to stop me. I take her to my home and raise her as my own.

Twelve years have passed and she has grown into the most beautiful creature anyone has ever seen. I decide to hid her from the world, and so I create for her a tower with no stairs and one window. When I wish to enter the tower I call “Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!” She then throws her long, golden hair out the small window and climb.

Four years pass this way, and no one else has seen the child, or so I thought. “Mother Gothel,” she asks me one day, “why is it that when you climb my hair it takes you an hour, but when the King’s son climbs, he is with me in moments?”

I am filled with rage when I hear these words. “How dare you betray me!” I yell, and I smack her beautiful face. I take my shears and cut her golden hair from her head. “Wicked, wicked child!”

I send her to live in a castle in the desert, and when she is gone I fasten her hair to the window and lay in wait for the prince. It is not long before I hear him call “Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!”

I throw the hair out the window and within minutes he is standing before me. “Where is Rapunzel?” he cries when he sees me.

“Far away where you’ll never see her again!” I cackle. I push him out the window, and on the way down his eyes are pierced by thorns. I am satisfied that he will never see Rapunzel again.

Song of the Week!

Let Go-Imogen Heap
I love it :)


Book Review: Linger by Maggie Stiefvater

In Shiver, Grace and Sam found each other. Now, in Linger, they must fight to be together. For Grace, this means defying her parents and keeping a very dangerous secret about her own well-being. For Sam, this means grappling with his werewolf past . . . and figuring out a way to survive into the future. Add into the mix a new wolf named Cole, whose own past has the potential to destroy the whole pack. And Isabel, who already lost her brother to the wolves . . . and is nonetheless drawn to Cole.

At turns harrowing and euphoric, Linger is a spellbinding love story that explores both sides of love—the light and the dark, the warm and the cold—in a way you will never forget.
Linger was fantastic. An excellent continuation of Shiver. When I first read Shiver, the ending was so well written that I had no idea there would be a second book. Anyway, in Linger your favorite characters come back! Sam and Grace! And then there's Isabel and Rachel too! There's also a new character, the new wolf named Cole. I don't know if I've ever mentioned it on my blog, but I'm pretty sure I've expressed my love for Cole everywhere else. Hahahahaha. Anyway, so the end of Shiver leaves you hoping that everything will be alright. Well nothing is alright. Something is wrong with Grace, Cole won't stay a wolf, and Isabel has numerous  emotional breakdowns. It's crazy. Oh and the tension that was building between Grace and her parents in Shiver has finally reached its peak. Uh-oh. Lots of conflict makes for a good book. So the ending. I kind of expected the outcome of the ending, but not what caused the outcome. While reading it I remember thinking "geeze!" Not what I expected, but I liked it. I think the only thing I don't like is how long I have to wait for Forever. Geeze!

Thanks for reading!

Book Blogger Hop

Hey everyone! It's the weekend, and you know what that means; BOOK BLOGGER HOP!!!!! If you don't know what that is, look through my previous posts or click on the button located on the left sidebar, underneath my NaNoWriMo button.

This week's question comes from Christina who blogs at The Paperback Princesses.

"When you read a book that you just can't get into, do you stick it out and keep reading or move to your next title?"

That's a good question. It usually depends on what I'm reading it for. If I'm reading it for an assignment or for a review then yeah, I kinda have to stick it out and keep reading. When I'm reading for fun I'll wait a few chapters or so to see if it gets any better but if it doesn't I give it to my brother and move on.

My review of Linger will be posted today, I promise! :) Thanks for reading!


Introducing Me

So I think this is possibly the cutest song ever.

Goldilocks Planet (Creative Writing Assignment #3)

    “This is boring,” someone groaned from the front of the classroom.

    “Shut up, Ricky,” Peter said cheerfully. Ricky turned around in her seat to glare at him. “Make me, Peter.”

    Peter grinned. “Is that a challenge? ‘Cause we both know who will win, don’t we?”

    “Of course, I would,” she snapped. Peter chuckled as Mr. Lowe said, “Settle down, class,” though without much conviction. He finished the diagram he was drawing on the white board then tossed the marker behind him, just missing Ricky’s eye. Ignoring her noises of protest, he clasped his hands and turned to the class. “Alright,” he said, “Who can tell me anything about this diagram?”

    Lio, Peter’s brother, shoved his hand into the air. Mr. Lowe nodded at him, and he pushed his chair away from his desk and stood up with a dramatic flourish of his arms, causing several people to snicker. Peter rolled his eyes and leaned back in his char, propping his feet up on his desk. Lio walked up to the board and picked up a pointer. He gave Mr. Lowe a look that said “May I?” Mr. Lowe indicated that he may, so he cleared his throat. “This diagram,” he began, brandishing the pointer like a sword, “represents…” he turned his back on the class to look at the board, causing another round of snickering. “It represents… Oh!” He faced the class again with an impish grin in place. “It represents brains!”

    There was a collective giggle from the class as Mr. Lowe attempted to wrestle the pointer from Lio’s hands. Peter once again rolled his eyes and removed his feet from the desk. “Yes, Lio,” said Mr. Lowe, finally succeeding in winning the pointer back, “this diagram does indeed represent ‘brains.’” He used the pointer to gesture towards Lio’s desk. Lio gave him a mocking bow before climbing over Riley’s desk and taking his seat. Once again Mr. Lowe ignored Riley’s sounds of protest and went on. “Well, class, as most of you have probably guessed, the next topic we study will be the human brain. But seeing as we’re out of time for today, we will begin next class.”

    With a wave of his hand he dismissed the students then turned his back on them to gather up is papers on his desk. There was a scraping noise as everybody pushed their chairs back and stood up. Lio shoved his things in his bag then joined his brother in the back. “What chores do you have today, bro?” he asked.

    “The same chores I have every Tuesday, bro,” Peter replied without looking up from his bag. “Why?”

    “Just wondering,” Lio said with just enough innocence to make somebody suspect something. Peter straitened up and looked him directly in the eye. “Whatever you’re thinking about doing is stupid, Lio. Don’t do it.”

    Lio donned a face of mock hurt. “You have wounded me, Peter. Why on Earth would I be thinking of doing something stupid?”

    “I hate to break it to you, Lio, but we’re not on Earth anymore. And you’re always thinking of doing something stupid. Like I said, don’t do it.”

    Lio laughed and turned to leave the classroom, but Peter stopped him with a hand placed on his shoulder. “I’m serious,” he said. Lio laughed once more and shrugged his brother’s hand off. “Stay out of the kitchen wing today,” he called back as he left the room. Peter shook his head as he finished gathering his things. He thought about telling someone, but he knew that there wasn’t a lot anyone could do if Lio really wanted to get away with something. He sighed as he shouldered his bag, then followed Lio out the door.

    Peter dropped his pack off in his room, shared with Lio, then headed through the corridors to where his chores for the day were waiting for him. While he walked is thoughts turned to his family back on Earth, especially his sister McKenna, who he hadn’t seen for three years, and would most likely never see again, unless something went wrong with their mission and they had to turn around. He and Lio, and pretty much everybody else on the ship, had been chosen to be part of a specialty group to be sent on a mission to the Goldilocks planet, a planet that appeared just right for life. They had all been training for years before they left. Peter had been chosen for the group when he was eight, then two years later Lio was chosen, also age eight. Twenty seven other people had been chosen for the group, including Riley and Mr. Lowe. Some people, like six-year-old Abby, had only been allowed to come because both of their parents had come.

    The ship was huge, made up of four separate wings. The first wing was called the Home Wing. That’s where everybody slept, spent free time, and where the younger people had school. Then next wing was the Kitchen wing, where food was kept and prepared, and where everybody ate. The third wing was the Sick Wing, which was basically a hospital, and the last wing was the Command Wing, where the ship was controlled. Peter’s chores were in the Sick Wing today, folding blankets, organizing the medicines, and things like that.

    As Peter made his way to the Sick Wing, he thought about how much he missed McKenna. Soon enough, though, his thoughts were interrupted by the soft pitter-patter of little footsteps. He paused and glanced over his shoulder, smiling as he saw Abby approaching. “Hello, Abby,” he said, holding out a hand for her. She smiled as she took it. “Hi Peter. Can I help you with your chores today?”

    Since Abby wasn’t properly trained to help with anything major, she usually just helped other people with their chores. Peter was her favorite person on the ship, so she usually helped him, if she could find him. Peter smiled down at her and said, “Sure. Do you like folding blankets?”

    Her big green eyes sparkled as she grinned up at him. “Yeah! I love blankets!”

    Peter quietly laughed. She reminded him of McKenna. She talked to him about her day as they walked through the halls to the Sick Wing, and he listened with a small smile on his face, commenting in all the right places. When they got there, there wasn’t a lot to do (you can only organize the medicines so many times) so they played several rounds of tick-tack-toe in an unneeded notebook for a while. “Peter?” she asked after a while.


    She looked at him for a second with a thoughtful expression. “Why is it always so dark outside the windows?” she asked.

    He thought for a moment how to answer that. “Because… the sun is far away from here, and the light can’t reach us,” he told her.

    Abby nodded. “Yes, I know that, but what about the stars? Aren’t we close to any stars?”

    “Well,” he said, “We can’t get too close to the stars because the ship might catch on fire.”

    She laughed. “You’re so funny Peter!”

    He laughed with her, trying to figure out how what he said was funny. Just then, Lio came running in the room, his face full of laughter. Abby watched curiously as he dove under a table and hid behind the table cloth. “What’s wrong with Lio?” she asked Peter. Peter rolled his eyes. “He’s probably in trouble. Are you in trouble Lio?” he called. Lio’s muffled laughter was answer enough. “What did you do?” he asked.

    “Nothing too bad,” he answered. “There was no reason for Tim to be chasing me down the hall with a bread knife.”

    Peter inwardly groaned. “A bread knife? Lio, what did you do?”

    He was answered by more muffled laughter. “If he comes in here, don’t tell him where I am, OK Peter?”

    Peter raised an eyebrow. “And why shouldn’t I?”

    Abby grinned. “Just say yes, Peter,” she whispered, “I can tell Tim where he is.”

    Peter returned her grin, slightly shocked at her sneakiness. “Fine,” he said, “I won’t tell.”

    “Thanks Peter!”

    “Yeah, yeah whatever.”

    About five more minutes passed before Tim burst in the room looking furious. “Where is he?” he asked.

    Peter pretended to look surprised. “Who is this ‘he’ you speak of?” he asked.

    Tim shot him a nasty look. “Cut the crap, Peter.”

    Peter tried to keep his face strait but he couldn’t do it. “He’s under there,” he said, pointing to the table.

    “Hey! I was going to tell!”

    “Sorry Abby.”

    Lio scrambled out from under the table before Tim could lift the table cloth to peak under. He laughed when Tim made a move to grab him and missed then he ran from the room. Tim looked like he was debating whether or not it would do any good to follow him. He finally shook his head and took a seat next to Peter. “What did Lio do?” Peter asked.

    “Somethin’ stupid. It don’t matter. I’m never gonna catch the stupid kid anyway. I can’t believe I’m gonna spend the rest of my life dealing with that.”

    “Hey don’t worry Tim, he’ll have to grow up eventually,” Peter said, but even as he said it a thought struck him. He was going to spend the rest of his life up here in this ship, he would never see Earth again, and unless he was insanely lucky and lived to be about 120 years old, he would never see the Goldilocks planet, either. Even little Abby would probably never see it. Like Tim, and everybody else on the ship, he would have to spend the rest of his life dealing with Lio. Peter sighed, and wished that Lio would grow up soon.


Book Review: The Scorch Trials by James Dashner

Summary: Solving the Maze was supposed to be the end. No more puzzles. No more variables. And no more running. Thomas was sure that escape meant he and the Gladers would get their lives back. But no one really knew what sort of life they were going back to. In the Maze, life was easy. They had food, and shelter, and safety . . . until Teresa triggered the end. In the world outside the Maze, however, the end was triggered long ago. Burned by sun flares and baked by a new, brutal climate, the earth is a wasteland. Government has disintegrated—and with it, order—and now Cranks, people covered in festering wounds and driven to murderous insanity by the infectious disease known as the Flare, roam the crumbling cities hunting for their next victim . . . and meal.

The Gladers are far from finished with running. Instead of freedom, they find themselves faced with another trial. They must cross the Scorch, the most burned-out section of the world, and arrive at a safe haven in two weeks. And WICKED has made sure to adjust the variables and stack the odds against them. Thomas can only wonder—does he hold the secret of freedom somewhere in his mind? Or will he forever be at the mercy of WICKED?

My Review: Once again I am suprised at how much I liked this book. In fact, I liked it even more than the first one. The only thing I don't like is that the third one isn't out. Sigh. So anyway, the Gladers thought everything would be awesome as soon as they got out of the Maze, but they were dead wrong. The world is pretty much in chaos. Cranks are everywhere, a cure seems nonexistant, and the Gladers are forced to be part of an experiment that is a continuation of the Maze. Lots of bad stuff happens. Lots of people die. Quite a few people get their hearts broken. Ok just kidding, only three people get their hearts broken. But all the other stuff happens. I guess what I'm saying is that it's a good book and everybody should get it when it comes out tomorrow :)

Thanks for reading!


Book Review: The Maze Runner by James Dashner

Summary: When Thomas wakes up in the lift, the only thing he can remember is his first name. His memory is blank. But he's not alone. When the lift's doors open, Thomas finds himself surrounded by kids who welcome him to the Glade a large, open expanse surrounded by stone walls.
Just like Thomas, the Gladers don t know why or how they got to the Glade. All they know is that every morning the stone doors to the maze that surrounds them have opened. Every night they've closed tight. And every thirty days a new boy has been delivered in the lift.
Thomas was expected. But the next day, a girl is sent up the first girl to ever arrive in the Glade. And more surprising yet is the message she delivers.

Thomas might be more important than he could ever guess. If only he could unlock the dark secrets buried within his mind.

My Review: So The Maze Runner was actually a lot better than I thought it would be. Honestly, the only reason I bought it in the first place was because I won the second one and I saw this one at Wal*Mart for a pretty decent price. But I'm glad I got it because it's a good book. :)
So Thomas wakes up in the lift at the beginning of the book and has no idea who he is (other than his name) or how he got there. While reading this you're thinking 'what the heck is going on here?' When the lift opens there's a bunch of guys standing there watching him, talking with weird words. They're called the Gladers. They all came up in the lift before Thomas, with no memories other than their names. That's crazy, right? So anyway, Thomas soon finds out the Glade is the center of a giant maze, and that the Gladers have been trying to solve it for two years. The only problem is is that the walls shift every night after the doors around the Glade. Kind of hard to solve a maze that's always shifting, right? But the Gladers seem to be doing alright with what they have, everything has a place and everything is in that place. Well when the girl shows up everything changes. Everything falls out of place. It's chaotic. It makes a good book. I'm already half way through the next one and I'm lovin' it! I'm looking forward to posting gibberish about it, too ;)

Thanks for reading!

Song of the Week!

Mario Kart Love Song-Sam Hart
Possibly the most amazing song ever. Just listen.


Book Blogger Hop

The Hop is here once again! This week's question comes from Suko who blogs at Suko's Notebook.

What's your favorite beverage while reading or blogging, if any? Is it tea, coffee, water, a glass of wine, or something else?

I love hot chocolate. It's amazing.

<------- Well folks, if you want to participate in the Hop this weekend, click on the little button that should be over there. It is an amazing way to get your blog noticed, and to find other blogs. I hope everybody has an amazing weekend!

Upcoming reviews: The Maze Runner and The Scorch Trials. Linger will be thrown in there somewhere ;)

Thanks for reading!


Book Review: Ballad by Maggie Stiefvater

Synopsis: Nuala is part muse, part psychic vampire. While the freedom to sing or write or create is denied her, her mark across history is unmistakable: a trail of brilliant poets, musicians, and artists who have died tragically young. She has no sympathy for their abbreviated life spans; every thirteen Halloweens she burns in a bonfire and rises from her ashes with no memories of what has come before other than the knowledge of how her end will come.

James is the best bagpiper in the state of Virginia—maybe in the country—plus he's young and good-looking: just Nuala's thing. But James, supremely confident in his own abilities and in love with another girl, becomes the first to ever reject Nuala's offer. He's preoccupied with bigger things than Nuala: an enigmatic horned figure who appears at dusk and the downward spiral of Dee, his girlfriend-who-isn't.
It becomes obvious to James that Nuala's presence, the horned king of the dead, and Dee's slow self-destruction are all related, and that Dee is the center of a deadly faerie game. While James struggles to unwind the tangled threads of the story, Nuala shadows him, seeing her conflicted, dual nature reflected back at her in him. She finds herself lending him inspiration for nothing. Not quite for nothing—for the hope of requited affection. But even as James begins to realize his feelings for both Dee and Nuala have changed, the thirteenth Halloween descends, with its bonfires and rituals for the dead, one deadly to Nuala and the other to Dee. James can only save one.

My Review: Oh. My. Gosh. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. I LOVE it. Amazing. Plus James is awesome. He's my new favorite. This book almost had me crying a couple of times. But anyway, you probably want to hear what I think about this book, other than what I've already said. I'll start with Dee. First of all, I hate her. She's a good character, but I hate her. She's quite selfish, and she seems to have a talent for getting into trouble. James on the other hand, is amazing. Hahahahahahaha. He's funny, cocky, and seemingly self-absorbed to the outsider. Luckily you are not the outsider when you read this book. And then there's Nuala. I think I liked her the whole way through. Maybe not at the very beginning, but I always liked her more than Dee. She seems like a horrible person at first but through a long and unexpected series of events, she turns out to be also amazing.
I love the overall story in general. It's my kind of story. Lots of music, and plays, and faeries. Oh and dead stuff. Also love. I liked this ending better than Lament's ending. It's kind of... happier. Kind of.
Well my brain just died. Sorry folks. I had tons more stored up there to say about Ballad, but it just got erased. Probably because I haven't had a decent amount of sleep in quite a while. On that note, be looking forward to a possible short story this week (Entitled, at the moment, Hands), and a possible review of Linger and/or The Maze Runner.

Thanks for reading!


Book Review: Lament by Maggie Stiefvater

Ok, so I know I was supposed to post about Linger next, but I just finished Lament last night so Linger will have to wait.

Sixteen-year-old Deirdre Monaghan is a painfully shy but prodigiously gifted musician. She's about to find out she's also a cloverhand—one who can see faeries. When a mysterious boy enters her ordinary suburban life, seemingly out of nowhere, Deirdre finds herself infatuated. Trouble is, the enigmatic and conflicted Luke turns out to be a gallowglass—a soulless faerie assassin—and Deirdre is meant to be his next mark. Deirdre has to decide if Luke's feelings towards her are real, or only a way to lure her deeper into the world of Faerie.

Once again Maggie has managed to impress me with her amazing writing skills. It definitely wasn't what I was expected after reading Shiver and Linger. It was almost a totally different writing style. I couldn't even tell it was her, because I'm so used to Shiver. :)
I love the way this book starts. That's why I bought this book in the first place. I read a chapter sampler on Amazon and it caught my attention. I loved the characters too, though I'm a little disappointed there wasn't more about James. If you've ever read The Mortal Instruments by Cassandra Clare, James kind of reminded me of Simon at first. I stress the words At First. Haha. I think I like James more than Simon. James is pretty cool. For a bagpiper. And then there's Luke. Hmmmm, I was just trying to decide weather or not I liked him or Sam (from Shiver and Linger) better. Luckily they're completely different so I don't have to decide :D Oh and I loved the Faeries. Especially Una, and Freckle Freak. Well actually I don't like Freckle Freak. He's scary. If you read it you'll get what I mean.
But anyway, I love this book. I'm definitely going to keep it and read it again. I started Ballad this morning so keep an eye out for that one!

Thanks for reading!

Song of the Week!

You get two songs this week :) lucky you!
Love Like Woe-The Ready Set

P.S. I just realized Youtube wouldn't let me embed this video but I'll leave it up so you can have the link.



In honor of my favorite holiday, I will try to change the theme on this blog to a different Halloween related picture every day, as well as some other great Halloween stuff, probably including some Harry Potter quotes. If you have any pictures you want me to use, post the link in the comments or email them to me:) My email is on the links page. Happy October!

P.S. Sorry if you can't read the title of my Blog. I'm working on that. For those of you who don't know, it's Amanda's Writings. I'm Amanda. Thanks for reading!


So this is the coolest Barbie ever:

And this is the coolest song ever:

Here in an event being hosted by Crazy for Books. If you have a book blog and you haven't already signed up, I suggest you do!

In the spirit of the Twitter Friday Follow, the Book Blogger Hop is a place just for book bloggers and readers to connect and share our love of the written word! This weekly BOOK PARTY is an awesome opportunity for book bloggers to connect with other book lovers, make new friends, support each other, and generally just share our love of books! It will also give blog readers a chance to find other book blogs to read! So, grab the logo, post about the Hop on your blog, and start HOPPING through the list of blogs!

The Hop lasts Friday-Monday every week, so if you don't have time to Hop today, come back later and join the fun! This is a weekly event! And stop back throughout the weekend to see all the new blogs that are added! We get over 200 links every week!!


Your blog should have content related to books, including, but not limited to book reviews

2. Post about the Hop on your blog. Spread the word about the book party! The more the merrier! In your blog post, answer the following question (new question each week!).
This week's question comes from Tina who blogs at Book Couture.

"How do you spread the word about your blog?

(e.g. Social Networking sites, Book Blog Directories, comments on other blogs...)"

My answer: Well I still don't have a ton of people reading my blog, but I post it on discussion boards on Randombuzzers.com, I made a Facebook fan page for it (I invited all my friends then they invited theirs), I have a Twitter account for it, and whenever I get on the topic of books with someone I mention my blog.

3. Visit other blogs! Make new friends! Follow new book bloggers! Talk about books! Rave about authors! Take the time to make a quality visit! Check out other posts and content, make a new friend! Don't randomly follow someone if you never intend on actually following them! No spamming please! (Please do not leave your link and not visit other blogs - it's just not cool and not in the spirit of the Hop!)

And just as an FYI - this event is not something you should feel that you have to participate in every week. If you want to join in and link up once a month, GREAT! It's up to you how often you participate!

So, have fun HOPPING and enjoy your BOOK PARTY weekend!!!

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