Hey all! Just checking in to let you all know I’m alive and there are more blog posts to come. The month of May has been busy busy busy. I’ll let you know all about it after this weekend!
Yesterday I wrote about the terrible surprise that was Kristen Ashley’s novel Knight. I tried to give her a second chance with “Own the Wind” but it didn’t go over so well. I understand the type of writer Kristen Ashley is, I get that and it allows me take in her books with a relatively open and flexible mind; that being said I’d like her to show us that she can write a novel that doesn’t have the bad ass biker slang. Knight didn’t have anything to do with bikers it was about a bad ass man with a dark past, yet although omitting a few biker slangs the vibe of the book was the same.
This one was a step up from Knight, there was hot sex just without the controlling bdsm angle, the story was from both POV which I enjoyed immensely, like any female I want to know whats going on in a man’s head, so getting that was a bonus I did not get in the previous novel.
What I did not enjoy was what happened after climax. I felt as if after character development had run its course the author ran out of min-plots to introduce. Everything happened so quickly; the main characters overcame their obstacles and they were in love induced bliss with no other problems, until one that was abstractly related to their issue was made their problem. As i read, I kept wondering when the book was going to end; I would look at the pages I had left and think what could possibly happen that hasn’t already happened. I felt as if Kristen Ashley was grasping straws to make her novel longer.
This was a second chance I really hoped would have went well. I guess Kristen’s style of writing just isn’t for me, and to stop myself from further disappointment I need to move on.
*check out Kristen Ashley on goodreads.com as well as a synopsis, if one is needed for both books “Knight” and “Own the Wind”
I don’t know about you, but I know me. I don’t like surprises, whether it be for a birthday (mine or not) or a not so special day but with a surprise included I want no part of it. The main reason: I don’t like being caught off guard, or out the loop. I’m a naturally curious person, I like to know things. Which is why at Christmas I make it a point to not only buy myself a present because it’s a nice thing to do for yourself but because I can focus on what I got myself and not what is lying unopened under the tree with my name on it.
The reason for this post stems from a book, yes you read correctly…a book. I love reading, I love books, all kinds, though I tend to lean toward romance; which is why I found myself reading a Kristen Ashley novel. Weirdly enough I read two books before this one and the synopsis of this book while mysterious made it seem promising, adding to some of the reviews that I skimmed, not wanting to give away too much and the fact that her other two books were relatively okay reads. This one however, blindsided me so completely I was a bit put out, so much so that I couldn’t even bring myself to finish it. Why you ask? Because I was duped. I was led to believe it was going to be a romantic novel from the hero and heroines point of view. Instead I got a controlling hero, who reminded my of Christian Grey/Gideon Cross, low-level bdsm but still enough to put me off (FSoG really ruined it for me) and nicknames like “baby” and “Daddy”. After the last “Come here, baby” and “Okay, Daddy” I decided I couldn’t take anymore and promptly deleted it from my ebooks inventory.
So Thank you, Kristen Ashley for dashing my hopes of a reading a really well-written book, with substance and character development.I will however give you this one chance to redeem yourself with Own the Wind.
I’m a month and some out from my 21st birthday; I have no friends to celebrate it with. I took a year off school (not by choice) and even if I was still in school everyone leaves for the summer and exact week from my birthday; before, I at least had someone to hang out with, now I find myself in a new place with no one remotely close to my age that I or my sister knows so I’m trying to scramble for a way to make this milestone of a birthday memorable in a happy way.
I do have a promising celebratory drunk party from my sibling-in-law (is that a word?). The are like alcoholic connoisseurs and I’m really excited to hang out with them so they can teach me all they know, either that or get drunk and high on my own. woe is me
It’s amazing how one event, one moment in time can change everything. It’s even more amazing that some of these changes can be caused by a shift in your current mood; and your mood can have an effect on not only eating habits but normal habits as well. It can change your day, your week, your month or even your life.
Having been adopted I’ve always felt a bit out of the loop. I was adopted by my aunt so at least I was still in the family. Sometimes I wish I weren’t though, sometimes I think it would be easier if I were taken in another family, totally unrelated to my own. Maybe things would have turned out differently. Maybe, I wouldn’t be waiting for “family” to abandon me again. So when something goes wrong and my sister and I argue (remember 10 year hiatus) I wouldn’t feel the need to up and leave or feel that she would kick me out or something along those lines.
I think the point is, when something goes wrong it affects my mood, my thoughts and my ability to do the everyday things that bring me joy like blogging or socializing. What’s even worse? I can’t seem to get it back. The joy for the everyday I mean.
Yesterday was my moms birthday. Technically she’s not my mom, but she’s not my mom she`s the only one I know. I didn’t say Happy Birthday, I didn’t call or email or Facebook her. I thought about, but the truth is I don’t want to. So much has gone on between for the past two years and none of them have been good. I’ve always wanted to reconcile with her but I’m not as stubborn about this as she is. I don’t want to keep banging my head against a wall trying to get her to talk to me, and I’m tired of apologizing for things I’m not and shouldn’t be sorry for.
I guess I feel guilty for not acknowledging that it was her birthday and maybe she’s upset that I didn’t call or email. I’ve decided to send a card though. I don’t know what I will say but at least she won’t know when I sent it or anything, at least I sent it. It’s the easy way out and I’m not above taking it, I just don’t want to here her voice or anyone else’s and I don’t want to leave a message on the answering machine either.
Card it is!
In case anyone was wondering, I’m still alive. I’ve been going through a rough couple of weeks and haven’t been in the blogging mood, well any mood actually. So this is just to let those who were wondering (not many) that I’m back and posts will commence tomorrow.
Happy Belated Easter!