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Monday, October 16, 2017

"Sanity, Where Have You Gone? I Fall from Grace, Here in the Dark..."

Hello-Hello, fall lovers! Or should I say, Halloween lovers?

I decided to participate in the October weekly meme, Spooky Quilling, created by Savannah from The Book Prophet. If you are interested doing this meme or checking her awesome blog, you just have to click the links above.

There are new prompts each week. I planning to do all the memes by November 1st since this moth turned out to be very eventful for me.

I also tweaked the meme a bit and I planning to use song lyrics or titles for the blog post titles. Of course, I will also provide the YouTube links for those songs.

Prompt 1 for October 3rd was:

“For this prompt you have to write a spooky story about how the villain of a story – a story already in existence or of your own imagination – became the villain. This has to be 666 words (I know it’s hard but try and get it exact – you never know, it may bring you good luck).”

A villain is born

The night was dark and moonless. It was so cold that you were able to see your own breath leaving the body just like a soul. Steps. Steps on the frozen snow were screeching like someone was stepping on broken glass accepting his dark fate.

Friday, March 17, 2017

A random post because I am in need of expressing my mind and there is a twist

Hello-Hello! How is life? I am quite well or at least this is the answer people want to receive and not the true one. Yes, pleasantries. Futile pleasantries.

In real life, I am procrastinating because I want my brain to wander and do what it wants, hence this random post. I have read so many books lately. I have many reviews to come.

But... I do not know. It is like my brain is rebelling against - Is it me? Or myself? Or I?... Ok, the same brain says --> me.

It is like I have two different "I's" (not eyes, and before you ask, yes I have two eyes) inside of me:

I who is a stubborn and obnoxious child who taps the foot, crosses the arms over the chest and says," I do not want to" like a command;

And

I who is like the goddess Athena rational, calculated, and intelligent... Oh! And that I is also stubborn. Sometimes she scares me! Hahaha! Then, with a fierce look over the rim of her glasses, she says, "Be reasonable! Think!"

Most of the time is good. But what happens when both rebel?

Well, you get me not doing my book reviews.

I mean... It's not like I am giving myself homework, is it? Is it?

Oh man! Really? How can you call that homework? That is your hobby!

Brain whispering: Keep telling yourself that. But you are not fooling me.

What are you doing here? Get out of this post!

Brain: Aaa... Do you realize that we are one and the same? So, of course, I have to be in this post.

Ok. Ok. Ok. So be it!

Hmmm! "Why am I in a quarrel with myself?" It is March. Spring has begun only not where I live. Apparently, Spring has decided to elope with the Sun after they had some heated meetings in February. (22 degree C in the middle of February that is unacceptable during the winter season.) Now, winter had seen the opportunity and it is snowing cats and dogs with a bucket. Thus, I was left to miss Spring and substitute her with Romance novels set in the 1800's.

Yes, I am a sucker for Romance and I am not ashamed of it. I quite enjoy reading about women and men who rebel against the system and society views.

Brain: Now you see! Spring. Rebel. Get it?

Hypothetical face palm. Nooo! It is not like we are one and the same.

Brain: Are you sarcastic while using your own words against yourself? That's harsh, girl!

Bye, Brain! I can't deal with you!

Brain: Eyes roll then mimicking mockery

Yeah... I want my Spring and flowers! I miss Romanian Springs. They were so festive with flowers and ancient traditions. Maybe the Sun decided to run away with the Spring because it might have heard US politicians talking about making it to pay taxes... cause skin cancer. It is not like we are alive thanks to the Sun. I need my vitamin D.

Conclusion: The only thing I want to do is to read romance novels while I desperately yearn for Spring to come back into my life.

I mean, Spring is befitting for Romance novels.

Bain: Just sayin'!

Agree! High five!