tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25093991143009098892024-03-05T18:13:17.848-06:00Unperfect PrincessRaelynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02953086472187794418noreply@blogger.comBlogger50125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509399114300909889.post-60293164747330709622011-08-12T16:55:00.000-05:002011-08-12T16:55:26.748-05:00Oh. My. Gods. : A Book Review"'A fairy tale,' he says, 'is a story we wish were true.'"<br />
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</div><div align="left">I loved this book! It was quirky and girly and a nice break from witches/werewolves/etc. While I adore my normal genre of books, I enjoy the girlier side as well. It did bother me a bit that I had a history in the study of greek mythology, thus some "surprises" were obvious to me but the characters hadn't figured it out yet. Aside from that, I really really enjoyed it.</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">Phoebe is just a normal girl. Track team girl, but normal. She lives alone with her mother in California and has her whole life planned out. That is, until her mother goes to a family reunion to visit Phoebe's late father's family and brings home an engagement! Once school is out Phoebe is pulled from all she knows and taken to a pricate island in Greece. On the island is the academy that her new step-father runs, but the students are... special. They are all the desendants of greek gods. Her only hope to continue on the path to the life she had planned is to gain scholarship to her dream college, but that is only possible if she runs excellently on the track team. She has to be better than everyone else, better than demi-gods. And you thought your high school was hell.</div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">I've said it before, and I say it again, I love this book! It was clever and sweet and not too serious. It's a wonderful read if you like greek mythology, super humans, etc. I, personally, cannot wait to get my hands on the sequel, <em>Goddess Bootcamp.</em></div><div align="left"><br />
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</div>Raelynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02953086472187794418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509399114300909889.post-36563899567549426892011-08-12T16:24:00.000-05:002011-08-12T16:24:15.019-05:00Balefire : A Book Review"The thing about unrequited love is that it doesn't tend to go away."<br />
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"Darkness is in everyone... In me, in you, in [them] and everyone. And so is light. Darkness is a choice, a path. Every day we all have to make the choice, to choose good, choose light. We make the choice against darkness, against evil, every day, a thousand times a day, our whole lives."<br />
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This is a good, but long book by Cate Tiernan. Granted it is four books in one volume, it reads like one book. I really wish I had read them as four different books. I got kind of bogged down in the length simply because my attention span is horrible. I really did love the twins and the characters. I liked the plot and really loved that Tiernan changed points of view between first person (Thais) to first person (Clio) to third person. It did help keep my attention and thought it was neat to see all sides. <br />
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Clio is beautiful, popular, and powerful. Living in New Orleans with her grandmother, she's grown up knowing she was a witch and learning to use her magick. Que Thais. Thias's father dies unexpectedly while she is away on vacation. When she is returns she's swept into the courts and is put in the custody of a woman she's never heard of, as were her father's orders. Axelle is abnormal and whisks Thais off to New Orleans, away from all she's ever known. There she gets enrolled in school and the first day, she finds herself staring into her own face on another girl. From there, Thais is rushed into a world where she has a twin sister, powerful magickal abilities, and a group of witches who need her. The girls have to learn quickly who to help, who can be trusted, and most importantly how to help eachother.<br />
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I greatly enjoyed this book. I really think anyone who likes stories of witches will enjoy this. It's really nice if you like New Orleans or know some about it. I especially adore seeing Thais's view on summer and live in the deep south after coming from northern states. Like I said, I think most people who love witches will love Cate Tiernan's take on them.<br />
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But expect two new book reviews soon, as in like today!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">I feel that I, and everyone, can learn so much from Audrey Hepburn. She was beautiful, fashionable, successfule, and extremely caring. She was not only an accomplished actress and style icon but also a humantitarian and all around lovely person.</div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;">"<span id="aptureStartContent"><span class="body"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;">As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.</span></span> "</span></div></blockquote>Her fashion and style are timeless and elegant. She wore beautifully simply outfits, never drawing away from her natural beauty. She was truely glamourous. She used clean, defined lines and knew how to use spimple and bold accessories in moderation. There truly has never been such a beautiful woman, before or since.<br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span class="body"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"></span></span></div><blockquote><span class="body"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;">"I never think of myself as an icon. What is in other people's minds is not in my mind. I just do my thing."</span></span></blockquote><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476095795357137650" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkF0D0RlLbvW0z3d3lflL_HyJjT6sinBUqSRnYo2WvKIbUQ8QOOCoEtY-6a5c3kBGCCywImh5aGorBw93fIg6-9iaQdspsTUp0y36fEg4W4Fp1DoIIhl6RyYBHft6Sk6AuYkPen7ujB-U/s400/audreyhepburn_005_3144x22541.jpg" style="display: block; height: 287px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /><br />
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For how she inspires me for life in general, I cannot descirbe it. I can only give you the quotes I find most inpiring.<br />
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<span class="body"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"><blockquote><span class="body"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;">"I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles."</span></span></blockquote><blockquote>"I don't want to be alone, I want to be left alone."</blockquote><blockquote>"<span class="body">I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it.</span> "</blockquote><blockquote>"<span class="body">If I'm honest I have to tell you I still read fairy-tales and I like them best of all.</span> "</blockquote><blockquote>"<span class="body">It's that wonderful old-fashioned idea that others come first and you come second. This was the whole ethic by which I was brought up. Others matter more than you do, so 'don't fuss, dear; get on with it.'"</span></blockquote><blockquote>"<span class="body">Since the world has existed, there has been injustice. But it is one world, the more so as it becomes smaller, more accessible. There is just no question that there is more obligation that those who have should give to those who have nothing."</span></blockquote><blockquote>"<span class="body">The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mode but the true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives the passion that she shows. The beauty of a woman grows with the passing years."</span></blockquote><blockquote>"<span class="body">The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries or the way she combs her hair."</span></blockquote><blockquote>"<span class="body">There is more to sex appeal than just measurements. I don't need a bedroom to prove my womanliness. I can convey just as much sex appeal, picking apples off a tree or standing in the rain."</span></blockquote>And one I agree with more than anything and vow to live my life with this in mind:<br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><blockquote><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkF0D0RlLbvW0z3d3lflL_HyJjT6sinBUqSRnYo2WvKIbUQ8QOOCoEtY-6a5c3kBGCCywImh5aGorBw93fIg6-9iaQdspsTUp0y36fEg4W4Fp1DoIIhl6RyYBHft6Sk6AuYkPen7ujB-U/s1600/audreyhepburn_005_3144x22541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>"Paris is always a good idea."</div></blockquote><br />
Here's a few pictures of me "channeling" Audrey's glam:<br />
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For more amazing "rules", check 'em out on Tumblr. Also check out their partner blog <a href="http://etiquetteforagentleman.tumblr.com/">etiquetteforagentleman.tumblr.com</a>.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkiVbCAhTcpiFH-uSrej509yTsYzmgEvTyA1gIgTI1LGCKFCD6cyOfIHK_hGDK1Qf9S-JbtN3wPLlp8YnkDvUBIlze2ZA6qUGRrEBQuiBHpm4epBvnGZS7ZLjoyHQAQzMe8QJizFC8i3EA/s1600/signature.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" m$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkiVbCAhTcpiFH-uSrej509yTsYzmgEvTyA1gIgTI1LGCKFCD6cyOfIHK_hGDK1Qf9S-JbtN3wPLlp8YnkDvUBIlze2ZA6qUGRrEBQuiBHpm4epBvnGZS7ZLjoyHQAQzMe8QJizFC8i3EA/s1600/signature.jpg" /></a></div>Raelynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02953086472187794418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509399114300909889.post-58501340559985324202011-07-12T23:10:00.000-05:002011-07-12T23:10:04.176-05:00I want love to be... undeniable... unquestionable...impractical...<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://api.viglink.com/api/click?format=go&key=df797c6edb7c14f9b66bc241a31bf453&loc=http%3A%2F%2Fweheartit.com%2Fentry%2F11913490&v=1&libid=1310525867556&out=http%3A%2F%2Felinmattssons.blogg.se%2F2011%2Fmarch%2F&ref=http%3A%2F%2Fweheartit.com%2Ftag%2Frose%3Fquery%3Drose&title=~%20E%20l%20i%20n%20M%20a%20t%20t%20s%20s%20o%20n%20%C2%B4s%20f%20o%20t%20o%20b%20l%20o%20g%20g%20~%20-%20on%20we%20heart%20it%20%2F%20visual%20bookmark%20%2311913490&txt=http%3A%2F%2Felinmattssons.blogg.se%2F2011%2Fmarch%2F"><img alt="Ros_137466229_large" class="img" height="268" id="main_image" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11913490/ros_137466229_large.jpg?1310518133" width="400" /></a></div>I want a single rose, just because.<br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://api.viglink.com/api/click?format=go&key=df797c6edb7c14f9b66bc241a31bf453&loc=http%3A%2F%2Fweheartit.com%2Fentry%2F8794956&v=1&libid=1310526218736&out=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fhome.php%3Fref%3Dhp%23!%2Fphoto.php%3Ffbid%3D107985105952139%26set%3Da.104657526284897.9845.100002219508681%26type%3D1%26theater&ref=http%3A%2F%2Fweheartit.com%2Ftag%2Fmaking%2520up%3Fquery%3Dmaking%2Bup&title=Kelly%20Gayle%20on%20we%20heart%20it%20%2F%20visual%20bookmark%20%238794956&txt=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fhome.php%3Fref%3Dhp%23!%2Fphoto.php%3Ffbid%3D107985105952139%26amp%3Bset%3Da.104657526284897.9845.100002219508681%26amp%3Bt..."><img alt="207878_107985105952139_100002219508681_82244_867052_n_large" class="img" height="264" id="main_image" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/8794956/207878_107985105952139_100002219508681_82244_867052_n_large.jpg?1302759248" width="400" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I want passionate fights and making up.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://coffeeatlukes.com/Lukes/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/capture_19112009_202936.jpg&imgrefurl=http://coffeeatlukes.com/Lukes/2009/12/07/gilmore-girls-season-one-episode-ten-forgiveness-and-stuff/&usg=__AUT2jpefODR1rTFBdZeLDd3YMgQ=&h=890&w=1191&sz=315&hl=en&start=0&zoom=0&tbnid=RP4By3LLiGm-lM:&tbnh=112&tbnw=150&ei=2g0dTtGOLeTW0QG8qr28Bw&prev=/search%3Fq%3Ddean%2Bknocks%2Bon%2Brory%2Bwindow%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26biw%3D1600%26bih%3D727%26tbs%3Ditp:photo%26tbm%3Disch&um=1&itbs=1&iact=rc&dur=4&page=1&ndsp=33&ved=1t:429,r:0,s:0&tx=102&ty=33"><img height="298" id="il_fi" src="http://coffeeatlukes.com/Lukes/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/capture_19112009_202936.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="400" /></a></div>I want 2am I-had-to-see-yous.<br />
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I want a romantic day, once in a while.<br />
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I want silly gumball gifts, because it made you think of me.<br />
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I want you to think of me.<br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I want surprises, without even a hint that they're coming.</div><a href="http://twodoublelife.tumblr.com/post/7424155367"><img alt="Tumblr_lo2km48gkl1qfat4ao1_500_large" class="img" height="300" id="main_image" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11807627/tumblr_lo2km48gkL1qfat4ao1_500_large.png?1310299449" width="400" /></a><br />
I want to be picked up for reservations.<br />
<a href="http://kissofjupiter.tumblr.com/post/7446603757"><img alt="Tumblr_lo27i9urvf1qb1c8uo1_500_large" class="img" height="400" id="main_image" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11835835/tumblr_lo27i9URVf1qb1c8uo1_500_large.jpg?1310350371" width="400" /></a><br />
I want sunrise picnics.<br />
<a href="http://browse.deviantart.com/photography/?qh=&section=&q=romantic+sunset+walk#/d2kbfzu"><img class="smshadow" collect_rid="1:155058618" gmi-animation_marker="1" gmindex="11" height="400" id="gmi-ResViewSizer_img" name="gmi-ResViewSizer_img" rs_src="" src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/072/6/7/67389f219111dfa9daa1bfb6346a102a.jpg" style="margin-top: auto;" width="266" /></a><br />
Twilight walks.<br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://theberry.com/2010/06/29/sparks-flew-emotions-ran-high-19-photos/"><img alt="Love-is-15_large" class="img" height="334" id="main_image" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/8703464/love-is-15_large.jpg?1302483742" width="400" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Rainy kisses.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://epicbooknerd.blogspot.com/search/label/daily%20dose"><img alt="Opposite+side+of+the+track_large" class="img" height="400" id="main_image" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11684682/opposite+side+of+the+track_large.jpg?1310010243" width="400" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I want Gurdon in the rain.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wastefulness/4835920465/in/photostream"><img alt="4835920465_c5c1fcc0a8_z_large" class="img" height="319" id="main_image" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/10107118/4835920465_c5c1fcc0a8_z_large.jpg?1306296969" width="400" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I want ghost hunts because you know I enjoy them.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://browse.deviantart.com/photography/?q=romantic dinner&order=9&offset=48#/d2yyihu"><img class="smshadow" collect_rid="1:179649570" gmi-animation_marker="1" gmindex="11" height="266" id="gmi-ResViewSizer_img" name="gmi-ResViewSizer_img" rs_src="" src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/261/0/5/romantic_dinner_by_pernoul-d2yyihu.jpg" style="margin-top: auto;" width="400" /></a></div>I want a home cooked dinner by candle light.<br />
<a href="http://xxturtledoves.tumblr.com/page/3"><img alt="Tumblr_lnxlakpclp1qm131zo1_500_large" border="0" class="img" height="400" id="main_image" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11752745/tumblr_lnxlakPCLP1qm131zo1_500_large.jpg?1310163176" width="248" /></a><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I want flowers, just because I'm sad.</div><div class="dynamic-zoomed-in" id="zoomed-in" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><img alt="4846311_j1jxz0yz_c_large" border="0" class="img" height="400" id="main_image" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/11429700/4846311_j1Jxz0YZ_c_large.jpg?1309481769" width="300" /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I want a movie night.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://browse.deviantart.com/photography/?qh=&section=&q=couple+at+the+movies#/d35xull"><img class="smshadow" collect_rid="1:191375913" gmi-animation_marker="1" gmindex="11" height="300" id="gmi-ResViewSizer_img" name="gmi-ResViewSizer_img" rs_src="" src="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/363/5/7/577bb2287a20aced116a47b924bb6ae0-d35xull.jpg" style="margin-top: auto;" width="400" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I want date night.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://browse.deviantart.com/photography/?q=doing crafts&order=9&offset=24#/d3ggofs"><img class="smshadow" collect_rid="1:209050552" gmi-animation_marker="1" gmindex="11" height="266" id="gmi-ResViewSizer_img" name="gmi-ResViewSizer_img" rs_src="" src="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2011/135/0/2/crafty_by_doctor_lucky-d3ggofs.jpg" style="margin-top: auto;" width="400" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I want adorable attempts to cook, or craft, or braid, but because you like to see me smile.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://guysandgirls.tumblr.com/page/3"><img alt="Tumblr_llyslbrmfv1qcr2yto1_500_large" class="img" height="264" id="main_image" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/10278284/tumblr_llyslbRMfv1qcr2yto1_500_large.jpg?1306729027" width="400" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I want a hand picked flower because it's "as pretty as I am". </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://www.gltpleasures.blogspot.com/"><img alt="Guiltypleasures_500days04_large" class="img" id="main_image" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/4978620/guiltypleasures_500days04_large.jpg?1289873395" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I want ridiculous, sappy, romantic comedy love.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">(Click photos for credit--> 4th picture from a subaru commercial)</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></a></div>Raelynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02953086472187794418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509399114300909889.post-35618841342079653162011-07-11T15:10:00.000-05:002011-07-11T15:10:23.450-05:00Desole.I'm so sorry I haven't updated in so long. I haven't really had much to say... <br />
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My best friend was down visiting me this last weekend.<br />
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We actually ended up watching Gilmore Girls, drinking coffee, and not sleeping. <br />
Just anyone was wondering, 4 cups of coffee is enough to cause severe kidney infection in someone with kidney problems.<br />
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Yep. I'm sick. It's really not fun, but I do get to spend the days watching tv, netflix, reading, and re-writing my book!<br />
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Speaking of Netflix, I've been watching an excellent anime! "This Ugly Yet Beautiful World". It's pretty odd, but I love it!<br />
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I'm off to go finish watching them. Look for normal posting when I'm well again. (being sick really takes the will to blog away).<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkiVbCAhTcpiFH-uSrej509yTsYzmgEvTyA1gIgTI1LGCKFCD6cyOfIHK_hGDK1Qf9S-JbtN3wPLlp8YnkDvUBIlze2ZA6qUGRrEBQuiBHpm4epBvnGZS7ZLjoyHQAQzMe8QJizFC8i3EA/s1600/signature.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" m$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkiVbCAhTcpiFH-uSrej509yTsYzmgEvTyA1gIgTI1LGCKFCD6cyOfIHK_hGDK1Qf9S-JbtN3wPLlp8YnkDvUBIlze2ZA6qUGRrEBQuiBHpm4epBvnGZS7ZLjoyHQAQzMe8QJizFC8i3EA/s1600/signature.jpg" /></a></div>Raelynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02953086472187794418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509399114300909889.post-28061788964068309992011-07-01T18:08:00.000-05:002011-07-01T18:08:42.845-05:00Secret Society : A Book Review<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I actually read this back around the time of The Two Princesses of Bamarre, but, liek the other, it got lost in my jump drive. But here it is! Better late than never, no?</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Nothing is easier than self-deceit. For what each man wishes, that he also believes to be true.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> qtd. by Tom Dolby</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn’t exist.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> qtd. by Tom Dolby</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">This is one of those books you cannot put down! It may take a few pages but the reader learns to love (or hate) the four main characters: Pheobe, Lauren, Nick, and Patch. This is an excellent debut novel and I expect to see amazing things from him. I’m eagerly awaiting to get my hands on the sequel. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Pheobe just moved to town with her mom. She doesn’t quite fit in at Chadwick, but she’s determined to make her New York life exactly what she dreamed it to be. Lauren is a girl thrust into the life a socialite by her mother. Definite Fashionista , Lauren is positive and loves a good time, or she used to. Nick is a little rich boy who is always in the spotlight because of his family. But the spotlight comes with responsibilities, ones he may not be quite ready for. Patch is nothing like the others. He’s an aspiring film maker, but not blessed with wealth. He’d do anything for his chance to shine. These four seem to have nothing in common but their school, but they have one thing in common: The Society. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I really adored this book. Especially towards the end I refused to put it down! I grew to love and hate various characters and some of then turned out to be nothing I expected. I suggest this book to everyone! Especially if you like conspiracy, rebellion, secret society type books. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"></div>Raelynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02953086472187794418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509399114300909889.post-10098767657659192732011-07-01T18:02:00.001-05:002011-07-01T18:18:48.087-05:00The Two Princesses of Bamarre : A Book Review<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;">I actually read this before Princess Academy, but the review got lost in the world of my flash drive. So here it is!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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All I have to say about this book is Oh. My. God! This book is absolutely fabulous! I read it in about 24 hours. I absolutely could not put it down. Mrs. Alender has such an excellent way of writing. It's easy to follow but still manages to draw you in. It had me jumping at every little noise and nearly screaming to warn or help the characters.<br />
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She was always so elegant. Always so prim. So prissy. So happy. She knew exactly what to say and exactly what I needed. She'd leave me alone and hold me close at the same time. No one could ever make things better the way she did. She was always beautiful and kind. She was always so many things, but she was never truly mine.<br />
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This is a sweet book about a young girl faced with a new environment bent on changing her. It's a good book, but not really exciting. There are a few scenes when you worry for the girls' safety, but mostly it's about the girls at school. I personally was able to put it down and walk away no problem. I certainly didn't want to abandon it, but I wasn't dying to see how it would end either.<br />
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“Oh, sure. Duncan’s father is supposed to be one.”<br />
“Really?”<br />
“That’s what Melissa told me. But you shouldn’t call them that. Just say they’re gay.”<br />
<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>--Charles de Lint</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Language is the oldest of magics.<br />
<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>--Charles de Lint</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><img height="400" id="il_fi" src="http://www.sfsite.com/charlesdelint/coverart/littlegrrl_viking200.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="264" /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">If you’re looking for a neat story about often forgotten creatures Charles de Lint’s <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Little (Grrrl) LOST </i>is perfect for you. I greatly enjoyed reading it. It was an excellent break from the books I usually read. De Lint truly did a wonderful job on this one.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">It’s the story of a friendship like no other. T.J. (the Big) moves into a new house from the country and thinks she has mice. Imagine her surprise when a door in her wall opens and out steps, not a mouse, but a 6 inch tall girl. Elizabeth (the Little) is dreadfully misunderstood by her parents and so positive she doesn’t need them. Despite being so small, Elizabeth is courageous, even if she does have an attitude problem. Their friendship is troubled and that’s just the beginning!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I highly suggest this book to anyone who enjoys books about friendship, outcasts/misunderstood people, or various mythical creatures. Charles de Lint is an excellent YA novelist. The story isn’t at all hard to read and makes for great leisure, easy reading. I personally can’t wait to read another of his wonderful novels.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkiVbCAhTcpiFH-uSrej509yTsYzmgEvTyA1gIgTI1LGCKFCD6cyOfIHK_hGDK1Qf9S-JbtN3wPLlp8YnkDvUBIlze2ZA6qUGRrEBQuiBHpm4epBvnGZS7ZLjoyHQAQzMe8QJizFC8i3EA/s1600/signature.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkiVbCAhTcpiFH-uSrej509yTsYzmgEvTyA1gIgTI1LGCKFCD6cyOfIHK_hGDK1Qf9S-JbtN3wPLlp8YnkDvUBIlze2ZA6qUGRrEBQuiBHpm4epBvnGZS7ZLjoyHQAQzMe8QJizFC8i3EA/s1600/signature.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>--Alyson No<span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">ё</span>l </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Fate is nothing but the deeds committed in a prior state of existence.”<br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The second quote above basically sums up Alyson No<span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">ёl’s third Immortals book, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Shadowland.</i> As always Noёl does an amazing job with this new mini-mythology she’s invented. If you have not read the first two books (<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Evermore</i> and <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Blue Moon</i>) I highly suggest them. (Also don’t read my synopsis if you haven’t read them.)</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ever’s been through a lot recently. Losing her parents, moving in with her aunt, new friends, and, of course, Damen and all that comes with him. Since meeting her soul mate, she’s learned so much. One major thing is to never trust Roman or any rogue immortal. Thanks to him, she can now never touch her love, lest he will perish. Not only is Roman causing problems, but Haven and Sabine are both suspicious. Sabine is insisting Ever get a job. Cue Jude, a sexy surfer boy, and Ever’s new boss. Still having to protect herself and those she loves from Roman, Ever also has to find a way to fix the trouble Roman tricked her into causing. The drama continues!</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I absolutely love this book! Of the three I’ve read, this has to be my favorite (or at least tied with the first). Noёl carries the story on and leaves much open for a promising continuation! I cannot wait to read the next : <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Dark Flame.</i></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkiVbCAhTcpiFH-uSrej509yTsYzmgEvTyA1gIgTI1LGCKFCD6cyOfIHK_hGDK1Qf9S-JbtN3wPLlp8YnkDvUBIlze2ZA6qUGRrEBQuiBHpm4epBvnGZS7ZLjoyHQAQzMe8QJizFC8i3EA/s1600/signature.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkiVbCAhTcpiFH-uSrej509yTsYzmgEvTyA1gIgTI1LGCKFCD6cyOfIHK_hGDK1Qf9S-JbtN3wPLlp8YnkDvUBIlze2ZA6qUGRrEBQuiBHpm4epBvnGZS7ZLjoyHQAQzMe8QJizFC8i3EA/s1600/signature.jpg" /></a></div>Raelynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02953086472187794418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509399114300909889.post-51252680282894241492011-05-19T15:34:00.001-05:002011-05-22T15:48:18.096-05:00Demon from the Dark : A Book Review<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“My enemies have deemed me fearless. ‘Tis no compliment. The only males who know no fear are the ones who have nothing to lose.” – Malkom Slaine (by Kresley cole)</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“If these people execute me, I’m going to be sooo pissed.” – Kresley Cole</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“I think I just fell into like with him.” – Kresley Cole</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Two things that can never be contained? Velociraptors and Zombies.” – Kresley Cole</span></div><img height="400" id="il_fi" src="http://wickedlilpixie.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/Demon_From_the_Dark_by_Kresley_Cole.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="248" /><br />
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Mmmm, this is yet another of Kresley Cole's sexy paranormal fictions. The main male, Malkom, is rough and handsome. The main female, Carrow, is an independent, party girl witch. Fantastic, as always! Well done Ms. Cole!<br />
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Carrow is captured by an organization set out to destroy, or at least figure out, immortals. To gain her freedom, Carrow is convinced to go into a Hell-like realm to capture a demon, vampire mix. Sure she can do it without a problem, she goes and attempts to lure him in with her body. Little does she know things about this impersonal, selfish mission, with quickly change.<br />
Malkom is an outcast demon-vampire mix, forced to live his lifei n the mountains, feared by all. Suddenly, out of no where, this poor male's mate is dropped dead in the middle of his territory, vulnerable and weak. He has an undying need to protect her, while she is nothing but distrusting. She doesn't recognize him! He must now convince his fated mate to love him and accept him.<br />
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I highly suggest this book to anyone who likes adult romances, paranormal fantasies, and is mature enough for it. It does have some intimate scenes that may not be comfortable for many people, but the plot itself is excellent! If you're up for it, check it out.<br />
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Their grace and their virtue soaring with kites,<br />
While bad girls slink along in their shame -<br />
Everyone stares at then, everyone blames.<br />
But those bad girls sleep soundly at night<br />
Ne’er do their consciences wake them in a fright,<br />
While our good girls toss and they turn -<br />
They lay awake for those who will burn.<br />
-A Seamstress’s Verses, 1898 (Anna Goberson’s – Rumors)<br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">“That was the way love was, she guessed – it left you always unsteady on your feet.” – Anna Goberson</span></div><img height="400" id="il_fi" src="http://clpteensburgh.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/rumors.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="264" /><br />
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I love the Luxe series. The scandal, the love, the betrayal, the clothes! they're set at the turn of the 20th century. The lives of three society girls entertwined by friendship, love, and hatred. I loved the first book (<em>Luxe</em>) and this one did not disappoint!<br />
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Starting with Will and Elizabeth in California, everything seems great. Back in New York, everyone is mourning Elizabeth's death, and preparing for the marriage of her once-fiance and once-friend, Penelope and Henry. Once Elizabeth hears of her mother's fading health from Diana, she rushes back to town and trouble ensues. <br />
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The summary is so short because it's so difficult to summarize without giving away the awesome things! I love this book, and this series! This is a must read for anyone who loves scandal, the turn of the 20th century, or even the Victorian era! <br />
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In this one Alyson does a good job continuing the story of Ever's trip into the world of immortality. I absolutely loved the first book (<em>Evermore</em>), this one was a bit of a let down simply beacause I didn't personally like this story AS MUCH, but I still enjoyed it.<br />
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After meeting Damen and killing Drina everything in the eternal love story of Ever will be easy, right? Not at all. Enter Roman, a clever, cute, and charming immortal. Everyone instantly love him, Stacey and the in-crowed, Haven and the outcasts, teachers, and even Damen. Ever is all alone on the outside watching on with suspion as everyone she knows and loves buddys up with those she knows and hates. A story of betrayal and heartbreak. Now she has to fix everything, if there's even anything to fix. Her whole life is falling apart, how will it end? Or is all this just the beginning of a new story?<br />
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As for a continuing story, the end leaves you eager for the next and dieing to know what happens. Noel is a great YA author and I suggest this book to anyone.<br />
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Robin McKinley is one of my absolute favorite authors! I've read a few of her books and this one was exquisite! Ms. McKinley weaves a fantastic and unigue vampire story in a world at war with the creatures!<br />
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Sunshine, or Rae, is just a baker. Get up at 4am, make cinnamon rolls, bake, read books about the Others, bubble bath, sleep, wake, bake. That's her life and she's ok with that. Working in the family cafe as the head, of two, bakers is the life she's settled happily into. A sweet boyfriend, kind land lady. One day, to relax, she decides to go out to the old lake house. There hadn't been trouble down there in years except for the occasional bad spot, so it should've been safe. But it wasn't . Now Sunshine is being held captive by a group of vampires with only a fellow prisoner for company. This fellow prisoner is a vampire too. And let the race begin. Sunshine must escape or die trying, but what about the poor pitiful vampire she's locked up with? Oh dear, and the plot thickens.<br />
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I highly suggest this book to EVERYONE. I got it out of the YA section, but they have it in the adult novels with a different cover. I'm not sure if they changed the story or just the cover, but I suggest either, or both. I love vampire tales, especially ones as unigue as this. Thumbs up Ms. McKinley! Keep it up!<br />
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I'm quickly nearing the end of my high school career, five days left of the only life I've known. Then come summer, then college, and the pattern continues, but that is only five years of my life. The question now is, what do I want to do with my life? I've always said I want to be a teacher, get married, have children, raise them, etc., but isn't that what most everyone says? Picket fence, logical, easy. A job that will always be needed, secure someone to take care of me, continue the race. Life in the U.S. That's what I envision for myself, but that's not really what I <i>want</i> for myself. I want to spend my life somewhere else. Seeing the world, not as a tourist, but as a local. Stay in one place until I'm tired of it or until I feel in my heart it is time to move on, then go somewhere else. That's what I really <i>want</i>. I want to eat what I like and not care that I gain several pounds. I want to study religion, all religions. I want to find God or some faith that is perfectly right for me. I want to study the old ways of every country or town or area I visit. I want to meet people, friends that become family, all over the globe. I want to fall in love, repeatedly, with new people, strangers, or with the same person. I want to go create myself. I want to get into the world. I want to help new members of my family if they need it. I want to find <i>my </i>word. I want to be at peace. Truly, happily at peace. While I know it's a long shot, and it's probably impossible, it's what I want. And there's no reason not to dream.Raelynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02953086472187794418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509399114300909889.post-79909561691724908002011-04-28T07:00:00.002-05:002011-04-28T07:00:02.332-05:001 year.<img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/148677_563071708826_120505082_32114375_3493164_n.jpg" width="318" /><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Happy Anniversary baby! I love you so very much. Thank you for a wonderful year! <3</div>Raelynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02953086472187794418noreply@blogger.com0