Book Review: THE MAGICIANS #1, Lev Grossman.

I rise from the ashes of eucalyptus leaves! It’s been quite an end of year for me, scoring a full-time job contract for the next 12 months, working hard, sleeping less, trying to overall catch up on my trashy reality TV, and most importantly: the book reviews I owe. But enough about me! It’s time to play catch up.

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Series: The Magicians.
Pages: 402 pages.
Genre: Fantasy, Young Adult.
Publisher: Viking.
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Rating: ★★★☆☆

Summary:

Like everyone else, precocious high school senior Quentin Coldwater assumes that magic isn’t real, until he finds himself admitted to a very secretive and exclusive college of magic in upstate New York. There he indulges in joys of college-friendship, love, sex, and booze- and receives a rigorous education in modern sorcery. But magic doesn’t bring the happiness and adventure Quentin thought it would. After graduation, he and his friends stumble upon a secret that sets them on a remarkable journey that may just fulfill Quentin’s yearning. But their journey turns out to be darker and more dangerous than they’d imagined.

Thanks to Goodreads for the summary.

Please be aware this review contains spoilers.

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Book Review: THE MAZE RUNNER #1, James Dashner.

Long time no see! In the interim of my last post, I’ve been busy live-tweeting Australia’s Bachelor and working very hard, and also, most importantly, reading! I’m a little behind on my reviews, so I’m going to do my best to catch up.

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, James Dashner.
Series: The Maze Runner.
Pages: 375 pages.
Genre: Fantasy, Young Adult.
Publisher: Delacorte Press.
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Rating: ★★☆☆☆

Summary:

If you ain’t scared, you ain’t human.

When Thomas wakes up in the lift, the only thing he can remember is his name. He’s surrounded by strangers—boys whose memories are also gone.

Nice to meet ya, shank. Welcome to the Glade.

Outside the towering stone walls that surround the Glade is a limitless, ever-changing maze. It’s the only way out—and no one’s ever made it through alive.

Everything is going to change.

Then a girl arrives. The first girl ever. And the message she delivers is terrifying.

Remember. Survive. Run.

Thanks to Goodreads for the summary.

Please be aware there will be spoilers in this review.

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Book Review: POISON STUDY, Maria V. Snyder

Boy, has it been a busy month for me. This is a belated review for the book I spent all of February trying to read. Unfortunately, it’s not a good one.

poison-studyPoison Study, Maria V. Snyder
Series: Study.
Pages: 361.
Genre: Fantasy, Young Adult.
Publisher: Griffin Press, 2009.
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Rating: ★☆☆☆☆

Summary:

Choose: A quick death…Or slow poison…

About to be executed for murder, Yelena is offered an extraordinary reprieve. She’ll eat the best meals, have rooms in the palace—and risk assassination by anyone trying to kill the Commander of Ixia.

And so Yelena chooses to become a food taster. But the chief of security, leaving nothing to chance, deliberately feeds her Butterfly’s Dust—and only by appearing for her daily antidote will she delay an agonizing death from the poison.

As Yelena tries to escape her new dilemma, disasters keep mounting. Rebels plot to seize Ixia and Yelena develops magical powers she can’t control. Her life is threatened again and choices must be made. But this time the outcomes aren’t so clear…

Thanks to Goodreads for the summary.

Please be aware there are references to sexual assault/abuse in this review.

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Fanfiction Friday: Koalavine – Origins

This post may contain slight spoilers for Gossip Girl. Skip the first five paragraphs if you want your innocence and brain cells to remain with you.

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GIF: First one I pulled from Google Images. Thanks gify.

Do you know who is a loser? Dan Humphrey. Dan Humphrey is a writer. He also likes to write about the people he knows.

He doesn’t write very good stories.

But why does Dan write Real Person Fiction? Other than being a bit of a slight creep, it’s because he’s a fan of the people he happens to stalk.

Yeah, that didn’t sound really good to me, either. I’m not here to talk to you about Real Person Fiction. (I’m not a fan, and I don’t like it.) But I want to talk to you about what Dan’s doing.

(An aside: This gif makes me laugh. He can’t even pretend to type, but we’re expected to believe he’s a writer? Really?)

Dan is writing fanfiction.

What is fanfiction? It’s fiction written by a fan of a particular television series, film, book, video game, etc. and often features characters from those works. It relies on the reader already being familiar with the characters, and even the setting, although this very much relies on what type of fanfiction you’re reading.

Fanfiction is how I started in writing. Now, I didn’t write like Dan. I’m not writing about people I know. That’s slightly unsettling for someone like me. Other than writing stories about animals that spoke and understood things as humans did (with really cute drawings that I did my best to colour in really, really well), I used to write about characters I really, really enjoyed in television.

At the time, I didn’t really know that I was. When I first started writing fanfic, it was before the Internet became a crazy thing. I never knew of fanfiction.net, or even any fansites that may have hosted stories. All I knew, as a kid, was that I was writing about my favourite characters and “fixing” things.

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GIF: I adore them. Thanks http://missmarauder.tumblr.com

If you knew me when I was younger, you’d know I was horribly obsessed with Charmed. You know, the show about three sisters who happened to be witches and have awesome powers and very dated outfits? My obsession was pretty embarrassing.

I like to think of this as my first fandom, even though the first one I ever started reading fanfic for was Harry Potter.

There’s really nothing wrong with that. Charmed is one of the best female driven shows I’ve ever seen, and watching it impacted my life in a positive way. But I’m not here to preach to you about how wonderful this show and its characters were.

I started out writing fanfic about my favourite sister, Piper. I rewrote episodes that left me wanting, because they weren’t about Piper. I didn’t understand at the time what I was doing. To me, I was sitting at the computer, rewriting the pilot episode, and giving Piper a happy ending.

It isn’t until, a thousand years later, that I’ve finally come to understand why.

Why did I write fanfic? Why did I keep doing it? Why do I even do it now?

Fanfic is a way to engage with what you’re watching or reading or even playing. It’s another way to get involved in the story, and immerse yourself in a world that may only be with you for thirty to sixty minutes.

I was engaging with this show before and after I consumed it. Instead of it being over for me when the episode concluded, I was still engaging with the content by writing fanfic. It’s like how some people make the fan-videos and fanart. I’m still interacting with it. I’m still engrossed in its world. I think, if anything, if you find fans are engaging with your content outside of the time it’s been allocated, you have something to be proud of.

Some people write fanfic because they’re unhappy. Even though that may be the truth, no one really wastes their creative efforts on content that they don’t love. I write it for the characters I love and can’t leave behind. I write it to try and keep the story going as I’m super, super impatient for the next week to come by.

I also write fanfic in a way to engage with my community. Sometimes, you meet your best friends by pursuing a shared hobby and even interest. I’ve learned so much from the communities I have been in because of how we, as fans, engage with our media.

I’ve found fanfic to be a different and unique way for fans to express their enjoyment of a television series, a film, a book, a video game — whatever it is that you feel compelled to continue the story for. You’re left unfulfilled. You’re too impatient for the next instalment. So, what do you do? You keep that story alive for yourself until you get your fill.

And, in a way, I kind of discovered something about myself. I still write fanfic as a way to understand the craft of writing and storytelling. I put together ideas and try and construct them in a way that will engage someone as though I’m telling them a story. There’s, of course, pitfalls of writing fanfic, as well as advantages, but, in the end, as someone who engages in this activity with no desire to make any profit (other than to refine any skills and even discover some things about myself), I find it to be a very useful, and valuable, social activity to engage in.

As if you couldn’t tell, I’m hoping to make future posts discussing fanfiction and my time with it. It seems like a bit of a taboo subject, and I won’t be posting any of my fanfiction for people to read. I want to talk about the craft and politics behind it. So, I hope it’s okay if I look like Dan, tapping at my keys in a fake manner in the middle of the street with a smile on my face.

So, what I’d really love to know: How did you start writing fanfic? Were you aware that you were? Why did you begin writing it? (And did you type as horribly as Dan Humphrey does on a post office box or garbage can?)

Book Review: INK AND BONE, Rachel Caine

My second book for the Goodreads Challenge. An amazing journey in an alternate world where books are valued more than a human life.

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Ink and Bone, Rachel Caine.
Series: The Great Library.
Pages: 410.
Genre: Fantasy, Historical Fiction, Young Adult.
Publisher: Allison and Busby, 2015.
ETC: Amazon, Goodreads.
Rating: ★★★★☆

Summary:

In an exhilarating new series, New York Times bestselling author Rachel Caine rewrites history, creating a dangerous world where the Great Library of Alexandria has survived the test of time.…

Ruthless and supremely powerful, the Great Library is now a presence in every major city, governing the flow of knowledge to the masses. Alchemy allows the Library to deliver the content of the greatest works of history instantly—but the personal ownership of books is expressly forbidden.

Jess Brightwell believes in the value of the Library, but the majority of his knowledge comes from illegal books obtained by his family, who are involved in the thriving black market. Jess has been sent to be his family’s spy, but his loyalties are tested in the final months of his training to enter the Library’s service.

When his friend inadvertently commits heresy by creating a device that could change the world, Jess discovers that those who control the Great Library believe that knowledge is more valuable than any human life—and soon both heretics and books will burn…

Thanks to Goodreads for the summary.

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Book Review: GRACELING, Kristin Cashore

So, last year, I read a total of five books. Granted, my Goodreads challenge was five books, so I shouldn’t really be so hard on myself. This year, however, my Goodreads challenge is 25 books. And for 2016, I thought I’d start off on a literal bang when it came to my reading.

gracelinggollanczforbloggerGraceling, Kristin Cashore.
Series: Graceling Realm.
Pages: 480.
Genre: Fantasy, Romance, Young Adult.
Publisher: Harcourt, 2008.
ETC: Amazon, Goodreads.
Rating: ★★★★☆

Summary:

Katsa has been able to kill a man with her bare hands since she was eight – she’s a Graceling, one of the rare people in her land born with an extreme skill. As niece of the king, she should be able to live a life of privilege, but Graced as she is with killing, she is forced to work as the king’s thug.
When she first meets Prince Po, Graced with combat skills, Katsa has no hint of how her life is about to change.

She never expects to become Po’s friend.

She never expects to learn a new truth about her own Grace – or about a terrible secret that lies hidden far away…

Thanks to Goodreads for the summary.

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Resolutions

Sophia Bush said it best on her Instagram: Resolutions are meant to solve problems. And so, I’ve decided to make a few resolutions of my own that solve actual problems.

All those NaNoWriMo posts I was going to do? Never happened. Guess what? I failed NaNo. And I’m okay with it. I realised that while I had the potential of a good story in my hands, flying by the seat of my pants wasn’t for me. It’s difficult to stay with a long story for thirty days without a plan. Some people can do it, and I admire them and envy them all at once. But this girl cannot go without knowing what my ideas happened to be, as well as the direction I wanted to go in.

I learned a valuable lesson at the end of 2015 (or 2k15, even though we’re just replacing the 0 with a k. I’m still trying to figure that one out.) and it was that I wasn’t reading or writing enough. I was busy, sure; I had my interning and my work, but what was my excuse for not spending an hour reading or writing? Other than being uninspired with the latter, my inspiration was right before me on my bookshelf.

If timezones weren’t a thing, I would’ve failed my five book Goodreads challenge. That’s right. Five books. One plus four. Two plus three. I’m going to embarrass myself if I keep going with this maths chain. I finished reading Remember Me by Sophie Kinsella on January 1, my time, but it was December 31 Goodreads time, and so I had been successful in reading.

It felt good, even though I knew it was technically cheating. But, hey, it’s not really my fault Goodreads chose to cheat for me. I’m innocent here.

My problem is this: I’m not reading and I’m not writing. I’m not making time. I’m not believing.

But my solution is before me. Around me, even. I asked a friend who reads and juggles a lot of schoolwork how the hell she finds time to sit down and read with her long hours in class. And she said she read in the bath. I wondered how the hell you do this. Doesn’t the book get wet? Aren’t you afraid you’ll drop it? So I started to read in the bath and realised I had been missing out on the good life.

I now read in the bath. Problem solved for when I have zero time to do it otherwise. (And have lost a few paper bookmarks along the way, but some sacrifices have to be made.)

As for writing, I read a few blogs that said I should try and free-write in the morning for ten minutes. Well, there’s no way in hell I’m getting up an hour or so early in the morning to do this.

My problem lately — which is a whole separate entity in itself but bleeds into this — is that I don’t do it my way. I need to read my way. Write my way. Breathe my way. If I don’t want to write at 6AM, I don’t have to. If I don’t want to read, I don’t need to. But I’ve found that I’ve been restricting myself and thereby blocking myself creatively because I don’t read, and because I don’t read, I find little inspiration to write.

The best blog advice I have read came from a blog about fashion. Now, I don’t see myself really turning this into one about fashion, as I can easily use my Instagram to help promote my laziness, but it was good advice. Blog what you want. Blog what you like. It doesn’t matter what it is.

And so I am.

Can you guess what I’m about to say next? Of course I tried to blog like everyone else. But now it’s time to blog like how I want to blog. Sporadically. Using GIFs. Seeing how long I hold out before Real Housewives takes over my blog.

Expect book reviews. Impromptu discussions and whining about writing. I’m writing again. I’m reading again. And I’ve got plenty to say on that.

NaNoWriMo: Day 3.

So, NaNoWriMo is underway! I have tossed my hat into the ring once more. To write 50,000 words in a month isn’t difficult. I actually signed up for a challenge called Get Your Words Out and managed to meet my 150,000 goal within four months due to roleplaying with a friend.

Some people have already met their 50,000 word goal, and I congratulate them for having a story that felt so alive and real that they couldn’t stop typing. Most people haven’t — like me — and that’s cool. I have participated in this challenge for almost a decade under various circumstances. I was in high school and then university, and now I’m out in the real world. My availability, and even my poor energy, has changed with each year.

Right now, I’m coming off a low of not really writing much at all. I roleplay with friends, but it’s not the same as writing a coherent story for myself. For one, the creativity and the method you approach it is different. And you also have a great writer to bounce off of, which makes it all the more enjoyable. But writing an original piece, like I’ve chosen to for Nano, is different for me. It requires more thought and a hell of a lot of self-esteem, which I, unfortunately, lack right now.

I have learned a few things about myself over the years of doing this challenge. Sometimes I fail due to motivation and poor planning (time management, the planning of the story itself, etc.) and sometimes I win due to refusing to never give up and working hard on a story. I have never finished a story. I have never had a completed manuscript on my hard drive. And that’s okay. I have the main points of a story written out.

I’m very fond of using mythology, it seems. Two years ago, I wrote about the apocalypse, specifically the four horsemen — or horsewomen. Three years ago, it was werewolves. I’m pretty sure I wrote about witches the years prior to that. (I love me some witches, man. They’re awesome.) This year, I’m taking from the Greeks.

I had a plan. I was going to do my sea slug story, but it’s missing something. Instead, on November 1, in the great think box known as the shower, I thought to myself “The Garden of Hesperides. Hercules. Those Twelve Labours. Cerberus.” And then I had a very vague idea of my story.

Hercules’ Twelve Labours re-envisioned. Instead of a handsome and muscly hero who has muses singing of what a great man he is, the completer of the Labours would be a girl who is brazen and reckless, and who requires the assistance of her friends and some strangers, just like Hercules. I don’t know if any Titans holding the world on their shoulders will be recruited into this, but time will tell. I’m “pantsing” for the first time in a long while.

I still want to write about subverting the Chosen One trope. Maybe this story doesn’t even hit it. Maybe it enters its own trope that I haven’t read on the Tropes website. But I’ve found that the biggest challenge isn’t trying to figure out what I’m trying to write about in terms of a story or a genre or a character archetype I necessarily want to deconstruct. It’s very, very simple, in my opinion.

I haven’t written for myself in a very long time. That’s the challenge.

Write a story I want. Write a story I would like to read. And even if the first draft is crappy, that’s okay. I wroteThat is my challenge. To get myself to write and fall in love again. And to stop judging everything I do based on what someone else would like. The most important person is me.

I’m having a really enjoyable time sharing my progress on Twitter and Instagram. And, hell, I’m even getting into it like all the other inspirational writers by creating a Pinterest board for my story. I’ve never done this before. It’s already new for me, for someone who never shares this stuff since writing has always been super personal and private. I think that’s going to be my lesson this Nano.

This is the first year I’m doing this alone, without any support from a friend who is doing it alongside me. But it’s not so scary. I have the NaNoWriMo community on these social media sites. And it’s cool.

If you want to be buddies, feel free to add me on any of these social media — and NaNoWriMo — and I’ll add back.

Good luck to all my fellow Nanoers out there. I sure do hope to cross paths with you over the next month!

I can’t grow a moustache for Movember.

I am participating in NaNoWriMo this year with the intention of getting the original story I have been craving to write for almost two years out of my system — or, at least, on paper and out of my head. That sounds a little more polite, doesn’t it?

The problem is: I’m more afraid of writing it than I am motivated to write it. I’m sure a lot of people out there can relate — or I hope they can. I may just be a little weird …

This year, I’m busier than I have been previously. I don’t expect myself to be writing every day. But I think if I write my story and I get it down on paper and not shelve it again, that’s something. Right? I think so. I haven’t written anything original in a long time, so I think the commitment and the fact I want to is good. It’s good enough for me, and isn’t this writing challenge all about doing what you want to do?

So, I’ve chosen to commit myself to a few things this coming November.

  • There is no try, but only do.
  • I will not give up.
  • I will write every day, even if it isn’t a part of my story, as every word and every thought counts.
  • I will not be afraid.
  • I will write for myself.
  • I will update this blog with my progress in the hope that it inspires others like me to keep on writing when everything feels bleak.
  • I will express on my Twitter how much I regret my life choices.
  • I will listen to an embarrassingly large amount of Britney Spears to get through this.

My idea right now involves:

  • The number three.
  • Lots and lots of water.
  • The Lost City of Atlantis.
  • Subverting the Chosen One trope.
  • Greek mythology.
  • Ancient Roman names.
  • Empathetic villains.
  • Hateful protagonists.
  • Sea slugs.

I may or may not be kidding on that last one.

If you want to add a cooky stranger on NaNo, I’m bluesunsets! I keep thinking about changing my name, but it’s the writing and not the username that matters most to me. Add me and I’ll add you back — and, hey, maybe we’ll be able to slay this beast together this November?

I confess, I wanted to be Oscar when I grew up.

Can you guess who is completely and utterly lazy?

If you didn’t say “The chick who runs this so-called ‘blog'”, then you’re a hell of a lot kinder than I am.

Although, I don’t know if I could call it “lazy.” I’ve been distracted, yes. Occasionally busy due to my poor time management, most certainly. But I think “lazy” is brushing aside why I haven’t updated in months.

I’ve had my eyes open to the fact that I don’t really come off like I’m confident. Sucks to hear, you know. But it’s an eye-opener. Here I was, thinking I was strutting my stuff to Staying Alive.

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In reality, I was hiding behind trash cans and hoping no one would see me.

I really love Oscar.

I’m not confident in myself because I put myself down. It’s really simple.

So, I’ve been reading some articles, because I’m not really interested in purchasing self-help books that will only collect dust on my bookshelf. I think I’ve gotten the main points down on what I need to do. It’s the ideas that stood out for me, which, you know, really does mean that those are the points that hit hardest to home for me.

But the thing is, I actually already knew I had to to these things.

Whenever my friends are down, I always tell them they should try and identify what pushed them down the stairs. Identification is so important in almost every aspect of the word. What I have to do, my friends, is identify what I cling to that pulls me down. What is it that I latch onto to grade my self-worth? Do I compare myself to someone? Do I look at myself in the mirror and think “You don’t look like Charlize Theron?” and thus am immediately unconfident?

It’s been affecting my job search more than I realised. I walk into interviews and the sharks can already smell I’ve scratched myself. It doesn’t really make you feel good. But identifying the problem and then breaking it down is the best thing someone can do to change the way they perceive things.

Fingers crossed I only continue to move upward. Fingers crossed I actually sit down and think of a topic for this blog. Fingers crossed I’m as cute as Oscar the Grouch when I’m at my grumpiest.

The question I’ve had to ask myself is: If I don’t have confidence in myself, then why should anyone else?