Sunday 7 August 2011

something without nothing


Hey everyone, how’s life?
  Me? Cold, seriously, the rain has come back, and with it came to coldness, its shit and yet I still love it. Cold oh cold, let’s face it, nothing is better than a snuggle with your blanket and hot chocolate, maybe even a mussy marshmallow.
  Anyway, talking shit and all, is something that I do best, so is—it seems—me when I try to write my book. I seems to, like, write a page and then I can’t think of anything I’d want to do less (well, maybe vacuuming, or clearing the toilet) than writing the book, hell I’m even up to a great part in it, the part that I have been looking forward to writing since I figured out most of the plot to the book, hell, not even most.
  Anyway, so I really wanted to write this part, but still, nothing. Hell, I can actually write it, when my fingers are on the keys; I can go off, writing page after page. It’s just that as soon as something else comes into my head. A distraction, I seem to like to keep it rather than writing, seriously I suck, and it’s making me think. Though it’s a thought that just goes round and round, and ends up write back here. This is what I really want to do, even if it takes me nowhere, it’s just that do I start my big career now, or wait and see what happens before I put all my time into a job that I will have to take him with me?
  So as you can see, I don’t need anyone but myself telling me that I suck. lol, really, I am though, going to make myself write this part, at least ten pages tonight, and it doesn’t have to be finished, since a lot of this book needs me to go over it and fix it all up. It’s just...yeah, trust me on this, I contradict myself something chronic threw the beginning, but that’s mostly because things change while you’re writing or while I am and... Yeah.
  So this is mostly because I finished reading a book, and I want to do a review on it for you all. Even though I said I wouldn’t but hell, you’ll live, I hope.
  So till next time, and hopefully it will be with me telling you I’ve finished writing my book, don’t count on it but I’m hoping.


book review (Stray)

Stray 
                There are only eight Breeding werecats left.... 
Prod dets: shifters series, book one
Pub: 2007, harlequin
author: Rachel Vincent
Cat: paranormal
Format: paperback; 456 pages with 32 chapters
Age range: adult

Synopsis: And I'm one of them
I look like an all-American grad student. But I am a werecat, a shape-shifter, and I live in two worlds.
Despite reservations from my family and my Pride, I escaped the pressure to continue my species and carved out a normal life for myself. Until the night a Stray attacked.
I'd been warned about Strays—werecats without a Pride, constantly on the lookout for someone like me: attractive, female, and fertile. I fought him off, but then learned two of my fellow tabbies had disappeared.
This brush with danger was all my Pride needed to summon me back . . . for my own protection. Yeah, right. But I'm no meek kitty. I'll take on whatever—and whoever—I have to in order to find my friends. Watch out, Strays—'cause I got claws, and I'm not afraid to use them . . .

Review: I’m still not sure about this book yet and I have read it twice. To me it was the type of book you should read if you were to transition from YA to adults, very chase even while having sex. But in many ways that was what we best about it.
  It’s also a book that could either become better or worse depending on how the author does her character because if she doesn’t change even a little threw each book she will become annoying, fast. But then she might not, it’s what makes reading the next hard.
  So it’s about Faythe, she’s a female werecat, and that’s so rear that she’s constantly protected—even when she doesn’t want to be. It’s about her coming home, though she really doesn’t want to be there, even though she was heading here soon anyway. And about starting back up a relationship she ran from—I think because of fear, but not sure what the author’s thought behind it. Anyway, it’s all about her coming home and stepping up. Or at least that’s what I got—and in the first read to, so it’s an obvious part. It’s also about tabbies going missing, and since there isn’t very many girl leopards born it’s a huge deal for them to be going missing.
  It’s a very fast passed book, going from one thing to another, and yet it’s unnoticeable. Making you blink from page hundred to four hundred, and yet you don’t feel as if it’s fast, the story just flows from one page to the next to the next, addicting you.
  It is a great book, honestly, I’m still picking it up wanting more, but like I was saying before, it’s something that could turn back, like her as a person could get old fast.

Next: Rogue, Pride, Prey, Shift and Alpha