consuming & loving

I’m still reading a lot, so I have three book reviews for y’all today.

1.) Paper Towns by John Green

paper towns

Click to read my 3 ★★★ star review.

2.) If I Stay (If I Stay #1) by Gayle Forman

if i stay

Click to read my 3 ★★★ star review.

3.) White Cat (The Curse Workers #1) by Holly Black

I finished this book and said, “What did I just read??” I immediately started to re-read it because I felt like I missed out on a lot of what was supposedly special about it. I couldn’t place my finger on why I didn’t really like it and couldn’t find much to say in a review when I tried writing one. So I did some reading and found a review that clarified what I was feeling about it.


Click to read Ranting Dragon’s 2 ★★ star review.


Now, on a bit of a personal note, I’ve been struggling with my writing today. Yes, I’m glad I’ve been keeping to my blog schedule but, to be honest, it’s been very difficult to do so on days like today.

I’m out of town with the intention of visiting a close friend and going to a concert — plans I had made months ago and decided to keep. As everyone knows, life tends to happen regardless of the plans we make. My partner Topher has been dealing with a health issue for about a month now and was scheduled for supposedly “minor” surgery today. The medical staff didn’t warn us of the seriousness of the procedure, only informing him on the day of surgery (today) that he would not be able to drive, return to work, or sleep alone. He had to call in multiple friendship favors because I’m not in town to care for him or our animals.

So thoughts and feelings associated with all that have really gotten in the way of my writing. I wrote today because I forced myself to, and it took three times longer than it usually does. I never knew writing could feel like drinking bitter medicine, like chopping wood with a dull axe. I write because I made a commitment to, but I pang for home and realize that, though important, writing is not the most important thing in my life. My family is. The friend I’m visiting offered to drive me the 6+ hours back home and I told Topher I could always just get a flight, but he assured me he’s taken care of and to just stay and enjoy myself.

Hug your loved ones today. They’re called that for a reason. Even if you’re a writer living a solitary, artistic existence, there’s always that someone. Love tops whatever else you think is important. It always does.

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