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My Big Fat Deadly Wedding
My Big Fat Deadly Wedding
So this is week 6 of my word prompt challenge. I based it on the image above. Still having a hard time meeting my word count goals. I love the touch of humor in this one though… The wedding had been a grand gaudy affair. My mother and my now mother-in-law had planned the whole thing. There wasn’t much you could do against two queens. My new husband and I were simply there. I was just glad that it…
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Not another vampire blog
A coworker once stamped her feet and exclaimed, “I was into vampires before Twilight. I bet these kids have never even heard of Buffy.”
I, of course, replied. “I was into vampires long before Buffy.”
She horrified me, by telling me that she had been in middle school when Buffy came out.
I can’t say what got me started. I remember growing up, loving all things vampire and werewolf. Everything from…
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Sword of Heaven and Hell
This is a short story introducing characters for a YA series—
The sun shining through a crack in the blinds, woke Logan out of a sound sleep. The soft whir of the air conditioner, was the only thing that broke the silence. It was summer and he’d done his best to be able to sleep in. He had even stapled the curtains shut but, every morning the sun found a way through. He suspected that his mom had…
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I really want people to flood my inbox with their rants about authors and books they just can't stand, especially YA because it's so gloriously and passionately unhinged and I love it. But I am aware that I'm a tiny little blog that no one knows or interacts with. And despite being on this site for over a decade, I still don't understand the dark alchemy that drives this place.
But, hey, if you do see this, feed me your hatred. Be as vitriolic as your heart desires. Be unreasonable, be irrational. I won't judge you. I won't argue with you. I will accept your rage as my own.
Hmm...maybe this will help: Sarah J. Maas Antis, come to me and offer me your hatred
You know what, I'm about to go somewhere without internet access for a few days, so I'm going to blaze this and see what happens when I come back. For fun.
Normalize leaving unhinged comments on ao3 fics you like. I'm tired of being the only one brave enough to write "I am chewing on this fic" in the comment section. Be weird. Authors will love you for it
Anyone who reblogs this post will have their user written on a poster saying "We Stand With Palestine" that I hope to put up somewhere in the village I live in, or the town that the village is next to.
girls don't want boyfriends , girls want all the folk of air books rewritten from cardan's pov.
An quejándose. Just ignore it pls
Hay una razón por la que a veces ODIO tanto las redes sociales tipo Tumblr, Instagram, Twitter y demás.
NO PUEDES ESTAR PACÍFICAMENTE CUANDO HAY UN “BOOM”.
Ahí ‘tá, ya tenemos el boom de Deltarun en toda la cara.
¿A alguien más le molesta DE SOBREMANERA que ni habían pasado cinco minutos y ya había un montón de spam en redes sociales?
¿No?
¿Sólo a mí?
...
Weeeell, fuck you, guys.
Me pregunto cuánto durará esta emoción xd
Espero que al menos valga la pena el escándalo, porque si luego repentinamente se van a las sombras un tomatazo no les viene de más.
Ya, bueno, me piro.
You gonna give the man what he wants or not?
another Unforgivable omission from the hunger games movie is when they announce ‘oops jk there can only be 1 winner good luck!’ and katniss immediately, instinctively draws her bow and points it at peeta to kill him, before realizing what shes doing, and who he is, and that she could never/would never want to do that! and then he tells her to do it anyway bc 1 of them has to win! but she WONT so he rips off his tourniquet so he’ll bleed to death and she can win and go home. and she drops to her knees and tries to stop the bleeding and cover his wound and BEGS him not to die……………yeah…they fucked up
I see y'all's asks I PROMISE !!! I will be getting to them soon but I am struggling a wee bit as of late and writing has been HARD 💜
“Just remember, if someone else’s life looks perfect in every way, it probably is and you should really be trying harder.”
The perfect parenting Tumblr is now the perfect parenting book.
Give the gift of perfection at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and Indiebound.
Once Upon A Broken Heart 💔 💘
when u read a book that hits so different before bed and then turn off ur light n stare into space going ??how??? will??? i go on??? with?? my life??
omggggg
WHATEVER. GO MY DEEBEN. AND TAR. AND HAPPY BOMB.
Someday when and if I get better at drawing I am going to redraw all of my drawings including the comics 👌
I’ve been writing a little every day, before I fall asleep. It’s when the ideas seem to be clearest.
Finally, today I felt like my first chapters are going in the right direction. The scene is being set. Connections are being made.
I hope the foundation is enough to make readers cry with what comes afterward.
I love writing fantasy. What I love so much about the genre is that there are no limits, no rules. Anything is valid. Everything is permitted.
I get to remake the world however I see fit.
I’d planned to participate in this year’s wattys, under the fantasy category. However, I revised the rules, checked the deadlines again, calculated how much time I had to work on my entry, and realized that it is wiser to wait until next year.
When it comes to something like the wattys, or any other serious competition you’d like to take part of, you mustn’t rush. I was going to rush to make it to the deadline. I realized that’d compromise the quality of my work and my chances of winning. I want to dish out the very best I can give of myself, by myself.
I cannot give my best if I rush to a deadline without having much time to revise. Sad, but the wattys will have to wait for me.
Sophie literally said "trust the process" when Dovey gasped at her old hag appearance
‘Eleanor & Park’ Book Review
‘Eleanor & Park’ by Rainbow Rowell is a simple Y/A story. This is basically a love story between two introverted teens. The story takes place in 1980′s. This book has every vibes and chills of that time.
Eleanor is a miserable, insecure, scared, red-headed girl who lives with her stepdad, whom she hates the most. Park is a little, self-esteemed, half Asian boy who is very much happy with his family. Eleanor is a new girl at Park’s school. I really loved the way by which the relationship between Eleanor and Park has grown. They were both a little bit different in thinking from their family and even from each other. But still a bonding of love and care grows between them. Both of them appear to care only for each other. One becomes the permanent shelter of the another.
But I didn’t actually like the writing style. I can’t just stop thinking that it could have shown something more. The pace of the story was a little bit slow. However, I really liked the ending. In total it was not that bad. Good book for Y/A lovers.
“It’s okay to want something that’s going to hurt”
— Holly Black (The Queen of Nothing)
#recreate old post
📖 The Boy Who Loved(5 🌟) + The Boy With A Broken Heart(2 🌟) ✒️ @durjoydatta
The first romance book I read was that of Durjoy’s ‘Now That You’re Rich Let’s Fall in Love’. Since then I’ve fallen in love with his writings.
🦋Then I read this series! The first book left me with a broken heart . I felt every emotional stages while going through it. I loved that book so much that I had a hard time taking in it. That’s why it got 5 🌟🦋
🦋But then I read the second book with my expectations up. But it failed me the start was smooth but then it lost its charm and plot was twisted that I couldn’t just accept it. Everyone who read the second part after the first have the same opinion. 🦋
🦋I always thought if it hadn’t the second part it’d have been better. I prefer tragic endings than terrible plot!!🦋
#Q: What’s your weekend plans?
The Girl Of My Dreams 5🌟💖 Author: Durjoy Datta @durjoydatta
Daman always wakes up to this name, Shreyasi, which haunts him like a nightmare but he feels like it’s another whole story of him. Daman had an accident in Goa. He lost his memory of that trip. But the name it’s all he knows and when he remembers it he becomes like a mad man . He cannot remember further.
But Daman had started another life for him being an aspiring writer whom he always wanted to be. And he found his love, Avni, who supports him and love him more than anything even herself. But those nightmares keep coming back. Everytime a different angle. But the face is hazy.
He tried to regain the memory but not even his frnds knew what had happened. All his efforts to know the story behind the name gone futile untill one day!!
The twists are remarkable. The story keeps you in it like a black hole. Once you touch the book you can’t keep off it . I felt a flush of emotions while reading. And couldn’t help myself. The characters are not perfect, they’re flawed and broken, showing how really life is. I’m in love with all the works of Durjoy Datta, amongst all this one and The Boy Who Loved are my favourites (Though, I didn’t like the 2nd part of the latter- The Boy With A Broken Heart).