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What’s Your Opinion?

I wasn’t thrilled with my Youtube Channel trailer.

As soon as you clicked into my channel, there was a thumbnail of me looking angry. Which I didn’t like. It doesn’t sum me up well. I haven’t been in love with the trailer for a while now. Plus it was too long.

So I changed it up. Just now, literally.

I did a much shorter trailer and was way more summarized. It’s basically the elevator pitch for my Youtube channel.

I never have been good at elevator pitches – summing things up in one sentence. I’m a writer, so I’ve tried my hand at it a few times with different novels.

Yikes. Not my strength. I think that had more to do with the stories than my summing up skills, but then I tend to digress and ramble, so who knows.

But I like this one. I think I did pretty good. It’s not for a story of course, but it still counts.


Let me know what you guys think in the comments below.

Is it more me?



Filed under My YouTube

On Genre Fiction being the Scum of the Literary World

Why do you read books?

I mean seriously. Why bother? Its paper, ink and made up people and places and mostly none of it is true.



Do You



Stories. People like stories. They’re fun. They’re an escape. They teach us something, even if we don’t consciously realize it. Stories help you understand yourself better, as you decide what you think and feel because of everything you just read. Or you have parents that beat you and stories give you a place to live that’s safe from your reality. Or you simply have your head in the clouds and love the adrenaline rush of being someone else inside your head.



Of Books

Do You Read.


Anything? Everything? A specific genre? A few different genres?

I know you’re supposed to have read books in school, mostly literary novels. You most likely hated them, hated having to read them. I know you’ve probably read the dictionary, at least one word on one page, if you’re my generation. Younger and you might have simply googled what the word meant, but hey – it’s still a dictionary. I know you’ve read fluff pieces on or in a magazine whether it’s on the internet or in the grocery store line that never ends. I know you’ve probably read your children’s crazy words if you have kids. I know you’ve read your own inner monologue if you keep a journal.

The list goes on.


What Type

Of Books

Are All of Those.


Literary, nonfiction, cozies, informational, fictitious, stream of consciousness.

Is one of those BETTER than the other? Did any of them AFFECT you more? Did you end up LOVING one of those and now you search out that kind of writing, essays and books everywhere you go? When you’re in the store for diapers or canned soup, do you check the book racks to see if there’s anything good? Do you wander around the used bookstore? Wonder if your sister, children, mom or best friend read, and if so, what?






All of them.

End of story.

But because this is real life and real people are contradictory, let me explain.



I Write the

Scum of the Earth

Why? Because I don’t write non-fiction or literary novels. I write fiction. Fantasy, horror, paranormal. Dear cookies in heaven, I’m the devil!


There’s this



It’s an opinion really.

That all genre fiction (for example, what I write and romance, adventure, etc) is scum. It is pointless. Shouldn’t be read. There are snobs who turn their noses up at it and declare the writer of such garbage a freeloading brat who needs to get a real job, while the literary author gets to work and does something real, something important.





I have no idea. Maybe it’s one of those things where young people turn their noses up at old people, saying they’re better. And old people look down on young people, saying they’re ignorant idiots with easy lives. People apparently aren’t happy with themselves and need a “reason” to put others down, elevating themselves. In their head only, that is.

Regardless of where I go, all I hear about is people deciding they’re better than other people.

When really, we’re all just opinionated. We have opinions. We have likes.

I like books.

Do I care what kind of books you read?

NO! No a million times over. As long as you enjoy books, I’m a happy camper. And if you don’t like books, well that sucks and you’re missing out but hey, that’s you and I’m me.


See How that Works?


Honestly, I’d like for people to get over their selfish snobbery and pull their heads out of where the sun don’t shine.




Right now.


I like what I like. You like what you like. The garbage man down the street likes what he likes. The kindergarten teacher, too.


Does that make me stupid?



Does that make the literary writer stupid? The suspense novelist stupid?



Writing a book



I cannot stress this enough. I don’t care if you’re writing for professors, chemical engineers, third graders or the mom who has five minute breaks every couple of hours. WRITING THE FREAKING BOOK TAKES WORK. Hard work. Hours every day, just like a “real” job.


Genre Fiction



Literary Fiction




One bad apple does NOT ruin the whole bunch.

So knock it off.

I should be able to take a creative writing course in college and not have a professor look down on me, belittle my work and call it scum because the monsters aren’t 100% human.

But I can’t, now can I?

Because apparently, genre fiction is the scum of the literary world.

Now how


does that sound?


Filed under The Odd Bit

The Story

You know, reading a really good book always gets me excited to write all over again. Like reinventing the wheel every few days, if the book was a good one.

The book I just finished wasn’t amazing, didn’t blow me out of the water fantabulous. But it was good, really good.

And that’s just the thing – now isn’t it?

That’s why we do this thing. Writing.


Regardless of the rewriting and critiquing and cringing when people tell you that your book has some major issues and you’re red with anger or green with vomit faced embarrassment. The burn of rejection when another literary agent doesn’t love your story. It rips your heart out and spins your head in twenty different directions. But you keep writing, rewriting, sending to beta readers, off for critiques and querying agents. It’s all because the story is swarming about in your head and it can’t be ignored. The characters – they’re people. They’re real. They live, they breathe. They have something to tell you, to show you. Something that means something to you.

And it’s beautiful and tragic and hideous and amazing all at once.


It’s nothing but a book to some people. Just a book. Ink and paper and binding and words strung into sentences that have no value other than the press bought to print it.

But to us – to me – the story is everything. It is who I am. All the stories living inside me. Taking flight with wings of night and scales and the bite of fanged smiles. The slow creep of cold, watchful morning, while the mist clears and the life blinks into blurred eyes and the silent things continue to creep away. Out of sight.

But mostly, the burn of life. Of poignancy and love, pain and struggle and fighting when no one else will. Living.

Muriel Rukeyser said, “The universe is made of stories, not of atoms.”

I tend to agree.




Filed under Stream of Consciousness

How Do You Read Books?

People do practically everything differently. Except things like eating on a daily basis and sleeping… yeah, that’s kind of needed/required regardless of personal opinion.

But for things like taste in food, how hard your mattress is or how you read a book – there are variables. Sooooo, I bring to your attention the question of the day. Here, on this blog anyway.

How do you read a book?


Do you bend/crease the binding of your book?

When I read a book, it ends up looking like an accordion. I’ve found that this annoys some people. But honestly I don’t know how they read the freaking book without creasing it open. That drives me insane. And we all know I’m already insane enough.

A few weeks ago, I returned some books to a used bookstore, yet she wouldn’t take them because the binding looked like I’d creased it. Because I had. Because I’d read the book. And yet, at our old used bookstore, almost all the books on the shelves looked like mine when I’m done reading them.

So I have no clue if it’s a 50/50 split thing, but apparently its considered “trashing” a book to some people.

Do you do this? Do you think its trashing the book?

See? Accordions.

See? Accordions.


The all-popular book smell.

Apparently this is a thing. I had no idea. I don’t go around sniffing books or really thinking about it at all. But I do love the new book smell. Kind of like cut grass or new paint or McDonalds.

Wait…off subject.

I can just imagine myself walking through Barnes and Noble, picking books off the shelves, opening them and sniffing them for fun. Like tasting wine or something. Moving on.

The used books? I don’t sniff those. It gives me bad mental images.

Do you sniff books?

Wow, it felt weird typing that.


Do you dog ear pages?

I don’t dog ear pages to mark where I’m at in a book. I use a bookmarker. Always.

I never bend the corner of the pages unless I want to mark some specific philosophical or disgusting things that I want to remember. NOT to mark my page. Ever. Its like a sin to me. Painful.

Poor little page, all stiff and neat and doing its job and WHAM!

I use a bookmarker.

Do you dog ear pages? Why?


Marking of the pages.

I have specific bookmarkers that I like. I think there are five that I use at once. In the novel I’m reading, books for research, books for studying the craft. A few of them are really old but I don’t abuse them, so they’ve survived. A few are new. I think I only chose one of them myself, but yeah. Love ‘em.

I would not use a random scrap of paper. I didn’t even think this was possible. Or conceivable. But what did my eyes pick up on when I looked at, um, other people – even the ones in my house? Receipts, sticky notes, scraps of paper.

The horror!

What respecting book reading individual sticks a scrap of grimy paper in there? Poor book. It’s going to need counseling.

Just kidding, it doesn’t bother me. But I do find it a little odd.

Do you use bookmarkers or paper coffee holders to mark your place while reading?

Bookmarker required.

Bookmarker required for the Daphne.


Audio, E or Touchable?

I never listen to books. I always read them. In print. On physical paper from inside the physical book which I can hold in my hands and turn actual pages.

I have nothing against e books or audio books. I just don’t prefer them. At all.

As far as audio books go – what if the reader’s voice annoyed me? And it’s easier for me to comprehend what’s going on if I can see the words as I’m reading. I’ve always been that way. So, not my cup of tea.

E books kind of annoy me. Not the fact that they exist, not the fact that they save trees (which, don’t even get me started on that because if people PLANTED a tree every time they CUT one down, we wouldn’t have this issue, now would we – oh lazy individuals who would rather complain instead of actually DOING something), and certainly not the fact that they’re cheaper.

What annoys me is that people are now threatening to get rid of physical books because THEY prefer eBooks.


Yeah. So if you like eBooks or audio books for physical books – awesome! Just keeping reading. I don’t actually mind what you do. But me? I like me my paperback books. 😉

Which do you prefer?


Book cleanliness vs. book trashiness.

I do not get them dirty. I do not rip pages, bend the cover or in any other way harm my book. Nope. Not happening.

Some people honestly don’t care. Like, it doesn’t matter to them. They don’t think of it as battering their book into oblivion. It’s just a coffee stain. The words are the same. The meaning still intact. The story didn’t go anywhere.



I’m not ridiculous about it but I’m not careless about it either.

And another thing – peoples’ opinions of what a trashed book is differ as well. One person considers ripped covers okay, the next flips like you just yanked their newborn’s hands off.

Which side are you on – clean or trashy?

(I’m talking about books here people. *glare*)


They may be accordions...

They may be accordions…

but they are otherwise unharmed.

but books I read are otherwise unharmed.


Quick, slow or in between?

It depends on the book, how much I’m liking it and my current mood/frame of mind when it comes to how fast I read it. It also depends on where I am and who is around me.

Remember when you were young and you thought reading a book in a day was the biggest achievement ever, made you like SOOO cool? Yeah, that’s so weird. Children are psychopaths. Anyway.

It also depends on what’s going on in my life. If I have a commitment, sorry but that book is not getting in the way of an appointment. Or cake. Especially if it’s chocolate.

Some people read slowly on purpose, to absorb or savor or remember the book well. Other speed through it because they must know what happens next, right now or die. I know I’ve done both.

What do you do or does it matter (do you even think about it)?




So tell me – how do you read books?  Anything you find funny, odd, weird or just plain unacceptable?


Filed under The Odd Bit

You have Answers. I have Questions. Or Something Like That.

So, I’ve been bad. Again.

I was awarded the Liebster Blog award by Nikki McCormack on May 16th of last year.  Thank you Nikki!

Just in case you’re living  under a rock (which somehow receives internet connections), it is now February 19th. I think I might be a little late on this, bu-ut, better late then never. Right?

Then, Jae tagged me in a blog chain on February 4th. Thanks 😀

So I figured I should probably do something about all of these questions. *cringe*

I’m supposed to tell you 11 random things about myself as well, but that would be a post WAY too dedicated to me and I’d explode. So I’ll do that at some point in the future. Unless I forget. But don’t worry, I’ll remember a second time at some point.

ALSO – the spacing got all jacked up on this post and I don’t have the patience to fix it. So bare through it, k? Okay. *twitch*




Nikki’s Questions:

What’s one odd quirk or habit you have?

I smell my food before I eat it. And if I can’t decide what to eat, I’ll start smelling food around the kitchen. But nothing unsanitary. Because sanitary is a must. Or I will very sanitarily dispose of your body. 😉

Do you have any collections and what are they?

I love quirky bags. I don’t really collect them, just harbor them. Also – I’ve always liked rocks. When I was a munchkin, I kept a plastic tub filled with rocks I’d find around the neighborhood under my bed. Now I collect gemstones (fancy term for polished rocks) and I like researching what different lore and mythology believe they symbolize.

When you get free time alone, how do you like to spend it?

This depends completely on my mood. I like to read, write, find new music, watch reruns, exercise, play with Lucky (my dog), research tons of different things, sleep, blog, etc.

What’s your favorite season and why?

When it’s Winter, I prefer Summer. When it’s Summer, I prefer Winter. I don’t really prefer one over the other. I just prefer warm weather – detest cold weather. So I suppose, 70% of the time I favor Summer.

What’s your favorite instrument?

The violin! I love listening to the violin. It can move in such sweet agony, or creep you the hell out, can be poignant or simply beautiful. Regardless, it’s always captivated me. I also like the guitar and will learn how to play it and the violin. Eventually. But when I was little, I was obsessed with the harp.

Do you prefer drama or comedy and what appeals to you about that preference?

It depends 100% on my mood. As far as appeal goes, it must be real. The emotion must touch something, story must make me feel something. I don’t like feeling like I just wasted my time.

Beer or wine (or something else entirely)?

I don’t drink. I am, however, a junkie for chocolate milk and ice cold apple juice.

What makes a party good?

The people. Secondly music and food. Oh, oh – and seclusion! Just in case bodies need burying.

What do you typically do on vacation?

Ha! Aha, ha ha ha! That’s a good one. Vacation? And when were you expecting the Easter Bunny to drop by, again?

My cat wants to know if you prefer sparkly toys or feather toys and why?

Uuuum, I’m going to be a good kid and not say what I was thinking. In the meantime, I have a peacock feather tacked to my wall. That’s the closest thing I have to a feathery or sparkly toy. If you’re wondering after my puppy, he doesn’t discriminate between things to chew on. 😉




Jae’s Questions:

How old are you?

Half the time I can’t remember my name. You want me to remember how old I am? When people ask me how old I am, I have to think about it before I remember. I’m 22 years old (and I just asked my sister in case I got that wrong).

What book are you reading?

Silver Borne by Patricia Briggs. I haven’t started reading it yet. I just put the first 60 pages of a different book down because it was causing me physical pain to continue reading it. *twitch*

What are you wearing?

Skin. Don’t go anywhere without it. Also, a sweatshirt, because holy crap its freezing. And socks. And a shirt and sweatpants. Soooooo sexy, right?

OTP (One true paring – favorite couple from a book or movie)?

What? I don’t freaking know. Do you know how many variables there are to that? I’d have to scour my bookcase and remember pairs in every single book I’ve read. Okay so that’s not actually very hard, but every couple works for specific reasons. I’m not a “favorite” kind of girl. I like variety.

However, since I’m being a butt and not answering “favorite” questions that well…

I recently read “Night Shift” by Lilith Saintcrow and liked the relationship between Jill and Saul. She’s damaged and virulent and real. And he just takes all her crap, calls her on it, and believes in her, believes she’s worth the hassle. Because he loves her and he’s willing to work for a relationship with her.

I also love the relationship between Anita and Nathaniel and Anita and Jean-Claude in the Anita Blake Series by Laurell K Hamilton. They’ve got issues but they work on them. They complement each other.

Blogger or WordPress?

Obviously WordPress, as that’s what I use. 😉 I like the variety and the organizational set up of my blog page as opposed to the way blogger does it.

It drives me insane how these two butt heads though. It shouldn’t be so bleeding hard to comment on someone’s blog just because they use blogger when I use WordPress. 😦

Going outside and being active, or staying in and reading a book?

Again, depends on my mood. And the weather. I love to jog and I love just being in nature. But something I just want to hole up and read or write or fit in some downtime.

What’s the last book you read?

Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson.

What is the book you’re reading next?

Dead Man Rising by Lilith Saintcrow. Book One in this series was really good right up until the end. So if Book Two doesn’t fix it, I will breathe fire. Japh had better be alive and get with chickie.

EBooks – yes or no?

No, no, and no. If eBooks work for you, I have no problem with that. But I prefer the physical book. Nothing beats that for me. It’s plain awesome to hold a book. *hugs closest book*

Where do you prefer to read?

Planet Earth. Where do you read – Mars?

Who is your favorite booktuber?

I’m guessing this has something to do with books and youtube… But I really had no clue until I Googled it. I use YouTube for music and the occasional funny video. That’s the extent of my youtube-age.

What do you do when someone tells you reading is boring?

I just kind of wonder how they exist happily and stare at them like a perturbed owl on speed.


I don’t read much young adult. Even if I did, I wouldn’t care where it was published, only if the story is good or not.

What is your preferred drink while reading?

……you lead a strange life, don’t you, oh individual who wrote this?

If you hated reading, what would you being doing instead?

Probably eating or sleeping. Or something else I’ve listed as liking on here. I don’t like to sit idly by.

How many bookshelves/bookcases do you have?

One and it is awesome and I love it. I just got it back last month – words cannot express my flailing happiness at this. It’s not busting with titles though because I tend to get rid of all the books I didn’t love the freaking ink out of. If it’s not something I’d read again or care to relive, I take it to used bookstores.

Favorite author?

Would you like to die now? No favorite. It is impossible for me to pick one. What I considered “favorite” right now will be different by tomorrow.

Do you prefer books with female or male protagonists?

Gender doesn’t matter to me. Who they are and what they do is what matters to me.

Which is your favorite book-to-film adaptation?

The Count of Monte Cristo. I’ve never read the book and I never want to. The internets have spoken and they say he sleeps around with other women instead of ending up with his main woman, like in the movie. The movie makes me smile. The mere sound of the book gives me the urge to light things on fire.

Sometimes I like entertainment to produce some semblance of a happy ending, even if it isn’t realistic. 😉

What is the last song you listened to?

Disturbia by Rihanna.





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Filed under Stream of Consciousness, [Blog Awards]

How to Love

I think John Lennon had the right idea.

“All you need is love.”


With love, you can do anything. You can trust, breathe easy. You can lower walls, build happiness.

With love you can change your world, your existence, into something beautiful and tangible, into life. Living instead of surviving.

With love you can do anything, be anything.


Or you can do nothing with it. And all you will have is love. It will mean nothing but heartache and misery.

If you do nothing with it, build no loyalty or trust or relationship around that love, it will remain what it could have been.


“We must become the change we want to see.”

-Mahatma Ghandi




What more can I say? If someone is important to you – if you love them – prove it. Every day. Every week. Every month of every year. Prove it with your words, your actions, fight for them tooth and nail every moment. Loving them is not enough. Loving yourself is not enough.

You have to do something about love. If you don’t, it’s a tool for hate, for loathing and self loathing. It’s a tool for time to use to break you and those you love down.

You don’t have to write them a sonnet, make a play in their honor, or paint your emotions on a billboard. All you have to do is show it, show them you love them with the way you interact with them. Tell them you love them. But most of all – act like you love them. That will mean something different to every person and that’s the beauty of it.

Make every day worth the energy it took to drag yourself out of bed.

Don’t waste it.

All you need is love. You can do anything from there. 😉


How do you show those around you that you love them? Is there something you enjoy that someone does to show their love for you?


Filed under Stream of Consciousness

Arguing in My Comments – No Religion or Politics

You click into your comments and find two, three, no-five people arguing in the comment section of a blog post you wrote a while ago. The same five people are arguing in multiple places on your post – they found each other’s original comments and attacked.

Ugh. Not surprising, right?

I never responded to them and hoped they’d let it go, but nope, they wouldn’t stop arguing amongst themselves.


This the extent of your opinion sharing skills? Don't comment on my blog, thanks.

This the extent of your opinion sharing skills? Don’t comment on my blog, thanks.










What do you do?

When this happens, do you ignore them, delete their comments, or ask them to shut up?


I deleted ALL the comments by the people arguing. Why? Because they were bloody arguing and it was driving me insane! They didn’t want anyone to win, they just wanted to argue because they each thought they were right and wanted to shove their opinion down the other person’s throat. And they were using my blog to do it.

Every time I clicked into my notifications, they were arguing again. I understand that people are going to argue, after all, everyone has their own opinion. But holy crap this post was written in September of last year and they were still going on about it yesterday!

And a certain commenter (one of the one’s arguing) kept asking me a question that was clearly asked to provoke an argument. I never responded.


I’m going to let you in on a secret:



This argument is going nowhere!

This argument is getting you nowhere!









So when I wrote up this blog post, “Triquetra Symbolism”, I knew there’d be some arguing here and there but I didn’t think it’d go on this long or turn this nasty. Boy was I wrong.

This is my blog. I don’t want to look at people yelling, belittling, and acting childish in the comments section. If you do, I will delete your comments. Arguing for argument’s sake is not okay with me. Trying to shove your opinions down someone else’s throat is not okay.  Telling someone else that their religious or lack of religious beliefs are incorrect is not okay with me.

Everyone is their own person. Everyone has their own opinion.

So do not insult them because they have a different opinion than you. And do not ask me to argue or converse about religion or politics. I don’t care how good or intriguing your question or outlook or point is. I won’t do it.

I’m not here to get into political or religious debates. That’s why I’ve kept specifics of both of those out of my blog.

I’m  here to share what inspires me, what creates and evokes raw emotion within me. I’m here to share and to see what you feel, believe, think, wish, dream, can’t stand, want to change, etc. I’m here to connect. Not have a smack down on aisle religion.


Can’t we all just get along?

How do you respond when people are arguing on your blog’s comments? Are there things you don’t blog about on purpose because you know it would turn into a verbal blood bath?

*Do you have any advice for handling negative, never ending arguments?


Filed under Stream of Consciousness