Slaughtering a Reading Slump

Recently, I’ve found myself locked in a powerful and irritating battle with the Slump Monster. This has been so aggravating for multiple reasons, but the most prevalent of those reasons are all the really cool books that I’ve bought over the course of this past month! Paroozing through bookstores and online bookish shelves has allotted…

W.T.F?! Wednesdays. . . . PILOT!!

Hello readers of all sorts, everywhere! I must say that it feels pretty damn good to be back after almost a month of inactivity. To be perfectly blunt, I have been plagued with the worst fucking type of writer’s block. I had tried just about everything to get over this damn disease—random writing prompts, fan…

Slumps & Bumps in the Night

As I sit here, finally typing after staring at a blank document for the better half of an hour, I have come to realize that I have been drowning myself in a dilemma of sorts. On one side, I want to write. I want to write about a lot of things, some of them bookish…

BOUT-OF-BOOKS 16!!

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY TO ALL OF THE FANTASTIC WOMEN WHO TOLERATE BRATS LIKE ME AND RAISE US TO BE AWESOME, BADASS PEOPLE, JUST LIKE THEM!! With that excited gesture, mostly to my mommy who is the world’s greatest mum ever, I would like to announce my participation in my third read-a-thon event for the year!!…

My 1st Read-a-Thon XP!

Good afternoon bookish mateys! I know that it’s been a while since I have taken the time to post a non-reviewish bit of rambling, and you have my sincerest apologies for that. Truthfully, I have found myself swimming in one hell of a reading mode! I have been finishing one book only to find myself…

Review: Sputnik Sweetheart

“In the spring of her twenty-second year, Sumire fell in love for the first time in her life. An intense love, a veritable tornado sweeping across the plains–flattening everything in its path, tossing things up in the air, ripping them to shreds, crushing them to bits. The genius of Haruki Murakami’s eloquently unique prose has…

Review: Klaw: The First Cycle

When I first saw Klaw: The First Cycle, what immediately drew me in was the cover. While being immensely minimalistic, there was just something captivating about the sharpness of the tiger and the young man. There was a magic behind it that lured me towards its contents with great interest. When I was offered an…