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Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Don't Tell Anyone by Eleanor Gray

Good Wednesday everyone! It is Wednesday, right? The days have slowly blended into one since Thanksgiving break, and I don't really want to turn my head an inch to right to see the date on my calendar. Too much work.

Today, though, I am happy to write a review of Don't Tell Anyone, a mystery that I finished a few weeks back, but had to sit on to decide what I felt about it. I really liked it when I finished reading it, but there was a lot to take in from this book.


Nearly lost in a fog of grief over the fatal stabbing of her daughter, art historian Grace Neville feels only sorrow as Jordan Dukes is found guilty of murder. Days after the sentencing, Grace receives a visit from Jordan's father, who claims that his son is innocent and a grave miscarriage of justice has taken place. Jordan's history of gang-related violence and the fact that he doesn't have an alibi make his father's plea hard to believe. But then why does somebody break into Grace's home and go through her daughter's belongings?









From never having children, I couldn't possibly even begin to understand what Grace was going through. The story starts off in the past, with Grace and her husband Archie telling their daughter Tara that their getting a divorce because Archie has fallen in love with someone else, a woman that his wife had introduced him to. I only mention this first scene because it sets the tone between Grace and Archie, the tug-of-war they have with their daughter and the love they still feel for one another, but the manipulation Archie holds above his two girls is obvious in every sentence. It also introduces many of the characters that you will come to hold in suspicion throughout this whole book.

I'm terrible with mysteries. I'm convinced that everyone person that comes across the page is the one who "did it," and no one can tell me differently until a new character comes into the story. I get too eager to solve the mystery and feel accomplished, and this one was no different. But the ending threw me for a loop, because I did not see any of it coming.

This book is told in both past and present. Grace reveals a little of her life with Tara before the murder, dropping hints and showing how Tara changed in the year after her parents' divorce. She became close with Archie's new wife and revealed some things that even Grace didn't know about her ex-husband. In the present, Grace has reached the end of her rope - because no one seems to want to help her figure out what truly happened to Tara - finally accepting Jordan's father's plea and helping him find the real killer of her daughter. It takes her to seedy places and has her deal with unseemly people who only want to harm her and those around her. Grace is lost and confused, and only wants justice for her daughter, but she is thwarted at every turn.

I guess I can brag about being right about Archie. That's not to say that he has anything to do with his daughter's murder {or does he?? dun dun duuuuun}, but he's a class A jerk and Grace is way better off without him. He's hidden things from her throughout their marriage and she only finds them out while searching for her daughter's killer. He's smarmy and classless, even though he comes from a wealthy family that only cares about image. He's a jerk, plain and simple, and it's obvious from the first chapter what kind of person Grace is dealing with here. He is a master manipulator since he convinced all these women that he's one kind of man, while really being the other right under their noses. He's wonderfully written - as big of a jerk as he is - and it's interesting to watch Grace slowly realize who she's been dealing with all these years.

Don't Tell Anyone is one of those fun type of mysteries that brings you closer to the truth and then shoves you about twenty steps back. You're so convinced that it's THIS PERSON, and then the next corner proves you wrong. Fantastically written and so moving, this is definitely a must read for the winter holidays. 

Tuesday, November 15, 2016

Day 7

So. It's been awhile.

I had planned on getting a review up last week, but to be honest, I hadn't been in the mood to do much of anything for the last seven days. In case there is no way of getting news to your house {and in that case, how are you getting this? Magic!}, America temporarily went braindead and elected an orange reality show star as president. Yep, that really all happened.

I spent most of election night watching Too Cute! because I didn't want to watch the backwards landslide that America was currently sliding down.

I woke up on Wednesday in tears. I cried most of the morning, even while I was baking cookies {my preferred method of stress-relief}. I didn't really cry for me, because this election has really driven home my privilege. My last name might be Garcia, but for everyone looking at me, I'm a white woman with a house and a job, and that makes me okay in their books {yay America, right?}. No, I cried for how white people in America let down everyone else. We had to spend almost a year and a half listening to him berate and belittle women, call people of color rapists and terrorists, made fun of disabled people, and yet...we still elected him. Somehow and some way. We told women, people of color, the LGBTQIA community, and disabled people that they don't matter, that all that hard work they had done to finally be seen as human beings was for nothing.

I couldn't concentrate on anything I was supposed to be doing, so my NaNo story is in the dumps and my editing slowly went to the furthest recesses of my mind. It's been a long week, and made even longer by the constant news of what that man is already doing to put together his cabinet. It's going to be a long, long four years.

But the good news, the news that I'm clinging to, is that I'm not longer terribly sad. No, I'm still sad, but I woke up one day this weekend with a new emotion shoving that one aside: rage. Pure, unadulterated rage.

This man is an idiot. He runs a campaign based on fear and hate, and then acts surprised when people protest against him. He spews this vitrol against his critics, calling them names and insinuating {although he's not very good at subtlety} that they're lesser than human, then put on his best surprise party face when journalists point out the swastikas that have popped up graffitied around his name or the racist and homophobic crimes that have been committed at an alarming rate since he was elected president. Each time I see him acting like he has no idea why his supporters are acting like that, I want to scream. I want to scream in his face and tell him to be honest, that he knew this would happen, that he wanted it to happen. He's a terribly human being, someone who should be locked away in his tower so he won't be able to hurt anyone, and yet, and YET. Come January, he'll be in the White House. Maybe. Unless he thinks it's not gold enough for a king such as himself.

I'm trying my best to get involved. I'm paying attention a lot more and trying to inform myself. I'm going to make mistakes, and that's my biggest fear. I want to help, but I don't want to be so eager that I mess up horribly. That's learning, though, isn't it? And I have to accept that I'm going to mess up and that people are going to correct me, and that's soothing, really. I want to do something that will help this nation and its people for the next four years, but like I said, it's going to be long and bleak, and I want to be able to get us all through it together, mostly unscathed and stronger than before.

Another shining spot is California. We passed wonderful propositions in this election {yes, yes, we can all smoke weed now, hooray}, and we've come together ready for a fight. There have been protests popping up all up and down the coast. One of the sprint car drivers that the boy works with told us that his son might drive a modified this winter when he comes home from school, "but first he's protesting." The boy said the driver sounded so proud of his son, and I'm proud of him, too. I'm proud of everyone out there, not just in California, that are making their voices heard, that are telling others that this is not normal and this is not okay.

Okay. That's enough. I feel better writing it out and not crying to my cat that white people are the worst. With all that being said, book reviews will continue this week. I'm also going to put another update about the website and 2017 up soon. So, everyone, have a happy Tuesday and thank you for reading my messy rant.

Tuesday, November 1, 2016

All The Way by Victoria L. James

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All The Way by Victoria L. James

A Natexus Novella

Release Date: 1st November

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Six minutes after he'd vowed to love me forever and I was the happiest I'd ever been. He wasn't meant to be with me at the start of my next adventure, but the other half of my soul — the man I'd been away from for far too long — had slammed back into my life with unashamed force all over again. With one look in his eyes, I was lost to all his promises, and I couldn't find a single reason for us to spend another second apart.

Happiness became a dangerous addiction — one Alex Law was able to wrap me in with an ease no one else had ever done before. Yet no matter how high the clouds we rode upon climbed, the echoes of our pasts never seemed to be too far away.

Not all happily ever afters go the same way and ours was about to bring out sides of both of us that we never knew existed. All I could do was hold my breath and hope that whatever storms we passed through, they wouldn't be strong enough to tear us apart for a second time.

Our eternity started with a kiss. Now it was up to me to prove that forever really could last a lifetime with nobody else but him.

That beautiful, breathtaking first love of mine.

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Meet the Author 

Victoria L. James is a teenage girl stuck in a thirty-something year-old's body. A Corona and nacho appreciator with a ridiculous obsession for all things Rocky Balboa, she currently lives in Yorkshire, England with her husband and two baby boys. Having had a strong passion for words and stories going as far back as she can remember, she credits her love of literature to her Grandma Bess who taught her that you didn't need a lot of money to travel to different worlds, experience new places, and live a thousand lives.

And so Victoria's unexpected journey to writing began, one impressionable Sweet Valley High book, and tragic diary entry at a time.

Wearing her heart on her sleeve and trying to lighten life with naff, and more often than not, badly-timed, nineties jokes, she has yet to learn the art of knowing when to shut up.

A firm believer in never quitting and a champion of every underdog that exists, she dreams of being able to write forever, hoping her stories will inspire at least one person out there to keep on pushing against the tide of their own struggles. Reading is always the ultimate escape.


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Seven breaths left in her chest, yet I looked back at him. He wasn’t meant to be there on the darkest night of my life, but the mysterious Alex Law continued to make a habit of showing up when I least expected him. With one look in his eyes, everything I’d ever been before him drifted away, and everything I was about to become revolved around him. 

Grief threatened to ruin me no matter how hard I fought, and Alex had demons of his own to deal with, yet we found a comfort in each other’s pain. We found ourselves alone, two people becoming one. Just us. Natalie and Alex. Natexus. As long as we had each other, we thought we could make it through anything. 

We didn't know there were things out there waiting to destroy us: people we couldn’t escape, fates we couldn’t outrun and regrets we couldn’t avoid. Not all love stories go the same way, and ours was about to take a turn neither one of us could have foreseen. All I could do was stand by and watch as my world fell apart for a second time. 

I knew there had been life before Alex Law. 

I just had to figure out if there was life after him…

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Monday, October 31, 2016

NaNo and Racing and Life and Not Dying

So. It's Halloween and I'm sitting in my office, looking around at the things I should be doing and just realized that NaNo is tomorrow. That shouldn't bother me because I'm not doing it, right? RIGHT?

I'm an idiot, so of course I'm doing NaNo.

Before anyone jumps on my case {I SEE YOU, BREE}, I am still editing my novel. It's going pretty well and I'm actually having a good time with it. GASP. I know, right? But it's a fun book because I finally took everyone's advice and wrote what I know. It might be cheesy, but I don't care. I really love this book. It's sweet and heartbreaking and reminds me of what love was like when I was fifteen. It's also been interesting reading it out loud, mostly because I can't stop laughing at my own voice {seriously, I sound like a child}, but also because I can hear my writing out loud and some of it doesn't make me cringe. I count that a win in my book. Not this book, just, you know, another book. Where I keep my counts.

Well, that brings us to NaNo. I wasn't planning on doing because of the editing and also because I didn't have a story that I LOVED. I can't do NaNo unless I have something that I know will keep my interest for a month. Sometimes that story ends up wanting to be turned into a book, and I'll allow it. Sometimes it's a silly story that only keeps me in the habit of writing everyday, and that's fine too. I've been kicking around a story idea for the last year or so, and it really started off as a joke with my boyfriend. But then it took root and after the novel I just wrote, I realized that I really like writing sweet romantic YA novels. They're not easier by any means, but I like the feelings and the memories that come with it. I'm not sure if this is going to be a book or just a silly story, but it's something I'm feeling pretty strongly about, so I'm going to see where it takes me.

Other than the writing, it's Halloween and that means...nothing. Absotively posolutely nothing. The boy and I have done something spooky every year on Halloween, but this year, the holiday felt a bit like a second Christmas. The haunted attractions around us seemed to be centered around money {yeah, I know, I get it} and they were asking for a lot without giving us much. So we stayed home and watched some movies {It Follows which was really weird, but the more I think about it, the more I love it}, but it's been fun. I'm going to pick up some candy on my way to work and we might pass it out tonight. If not, more candy for us, right? Also, our dog just decided that he should have surgery today, so there's that, too. Dogs: always keeping us on our toes.

We're also heading to Arizona this weekend for some racing and then we come back for more racing next weekend. I get some time off work, so that's a plus, but Oval Nationals take so much energy out of me. I don't do anything {really, I just get in the way}, but wandering around the pit area and watching everyone else drains me. Last year, I was only in the pits for one night, but this year I'm hoping for all three nights, so that's going to be something. Write in the mornings, read in the afternoons, racing at night, and editing threaded throughout. That's the plan. I won't die, I swear.



See?

Anyway, that means this blog might be quiet for some time. I have something exciting planned for tomorrow, and I'm working on something else for next week. I'm trying to get things organized for the next two crazy weeks, so bear with me, okay? If not, sorry, and I hope you have a wonderful life! Oh, I hope the people who bear with me have a wonderful life, too.

Anticlimactic, sorry.

Thursday, October 27, 2016

Perfect by Dani Wyatt


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Homeschooled and under the stifling grip of an overprotective father, Talia Fielding’s life is pretty miserable. Playing her beloved ukulele and writing songs is as close as she comes to having fun. But that all changes on the night of her eighteenth birthday. She’s invited to her first party where she learns two things: girls can be very, very mean and Griffin Stanford kisses better than any fantasy she’s ever had.

To most of his friends, Griffin Stanford is the handsome football star. However, under those good looks lies the heart of a geek. His passion for numbers has ensured him a life changing job straight out of college. The contract he’s signed has him boarding a plane to halfway around the world the morning after he meets the girl of his dreams.

The obsessive draw Griffin feels toward Talia has him questioning his life’s choices. One night, one kiss and Griffin knows this may be his one and only chance to capture the perfect girl... How can he stop her from slipping through his fingers when the world seems determined to keep these two virgins apart?

Author Note: These two fall in love instantly. If you’re looking for a filthy fantasy fix complete with a Dani-style dirty talking hero topped with heaping helpings of swoony romance, you’re in the right place. This is a standalone novella, with Kindle melting heat, safe, no cheating and filled with virgins who magically know exactly what they’re doing from the very first kiss.



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I’ve lost the power of speech.  She’s wearing that gorgeous little daisy-yellow nightgown dress I sent her a few weeks ago.  The soft light from behind her highlighting every contour and line of her lush body.  A body that will soon be under my tongue and in my hands.
I never dreamed I would see her like this, like she is right now.  But here she is, and it’s glorious.  I can see all her curves, the pink circles of her nipples pressing through and she’s not doing anything to cover herself.  I’ve just won the lotto and a Nobel prize, and whatever trophy they hand out when you come first in life.

“What are you doing opening the door wearing that, baby?”  I’m not sure if I’m raging mad about it or just about as thrilled as any virgin ever was.  My cock is about to snap in half, curved up and around where he can’t escape because my belt is holding his greedy, cum-dripping self in place.  “I mean,” I shake my head and rub my hands over my face trying to reset, “I’m sorry.  You are fucking stunning beyond words, but, baby, what if it wasn’t me?”

As happy as I am to see her, the jealous beast in me lights up, the thought of another man seeing what’s mine has me off my nut.

“I only opened the door after I saw who it was.  I peeked through the peephole first. It’s a sign, I know it is.  I just tried this on for the first time and here you are.  Here you are, I can’t believe it.”  She does this little bunny hop and I don’t miss how her full tits bounce and move with her, making my dick drip into my pants.  I am fairly sure I could watch that little move for the rest of my life and never, ever get tired of it.

Her hands pull at the long tendrils of hair hanging over her shoulders and I realize I haven’t kissed her yet, so I remedy that right away.

My arms pull her to me, sweep up and down her back, up and down the soft fabric that covers her equally soft body, as my lips mount hers.  I kiss her with the force of a man here to finally claim what is his, letting her know I’m here and she’s mine.  After a long kiss, I lean back to drink her in.

“I love that you are wearing this.  It means a lot to me.”  I hook my thumbs into the ruffle around the neckline and trace it up and down, my vision drifting down to where it scoops low, barely covering her ample tits and I want them in my mouth so badly it hurts.

“You must be hungry after your trip.”  Her voice flutters around my head, soft and like a dove, not quite ready to fly away.  Her breath between the words tells me I’m distracting her and I love that.

I bring a hand up to comb my fingers through her hair.  I’ve dreamed of how it would feel for so long.  Silk is like twine compared with its softness.  The black strands fall between my fingers and I’m hypnotized by the sight and feel of it.  It’s so real and I’m so fucking gone.

I taste her lips again with a quick kiss, then put my mouth next to her ear.  “I’m hungry for one thing, and one thing only right now.  That’s you, Wildflower, my mouth between your legs.  I told you, that’s the first thing I want to do to you.  I want to taste your first orgasm.  I want to remember it forever.”
 





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Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Unnatural Deeds by Cyn Balog

Good morning {afternoon, evening, early morning?} everyone! I'm back with another review, because I just could not wait for this one. Usually when I finish a book, I give it a couple days to marinate, for lack of a better word, and then I write a review about it. But I finished Unnatural Deeds last night and felt the absolute, overwhelming need to write about it. It was far too late last night, but now I'm here to throw this book at your face because it's that fantastic.


Title: Unnatural Deeds
Author: Cyn Balog
Release date: November 1, 2016

Secrets. Obsession. Murder. Victoria is about to discover just how dangerous it can be to lose yourself.

Victoria Zell doesn't fit in, but she's okay with that. All she needs is the company of her equally oddball boyfriend, Andrew. She doesn't care what anyone else thinks...until magnetic, charming, mysterious Z comes into her life, and she starts lying to everyone she knows in an effort to unravel his secrets.

And then something terrible happens. Someone is dead and it's time for Victoria to come clean. Interspersed with news clippings and police interviews, Victoria tells her story to Andrew, revealing her dark, horrible secrets...secrets that have finally come back to haunt her.


This was one of those books on NetGalley that kept calling to me and I finally requested it without any hope of getting it. When it showed up in my email a few days later, it took every shred of willpower that I have {very little, in fact} to not start reading it right away. I like to wait until it gets closer to the publishing date, but also I had already committed myself to It this month. I finished that yesterday, so yes, I read this book in two days. I honestly couldn't put it down.

Victoria is kind of weird, kind of quiet, and kind of the new kid, having just arrived at St. Ann's Catholic School. But she doesn't mind it so much. She's a good student and she has her agoraphobic boyfriend, Andrew, waiting for her at home whenever she does have a bad day. They're both a little weird, but they fit together beautifully, and they love each other deeply. But then a rock gets thrown into their well-oiled machine when Zachary Zimmerman, or just simply Z, shows up at St. Ann's and takes the seat next to Victoria. Thus begins a whirlwind friendship/romance between the two mysterious kids, one super popular, the other a mere ghost.

{Okay, I tried my best not to add SPOILERS, but just be careful going forward. There might be some SPOILERS.}

So, knowing what I know now, this book was a trip. Cyn Balog gives us bits and pieces of the crime in the form of police interviews, and intertwines all that with bits and pieces of both Victoria and Z's lives. Z is...a complete mystery. One moment, he's sweet and loving, and the next, he's gloomy and snappish. I couldn't fully trust him through this novel, and, by the end, I wasn't entirely sure I was supposed to. Z and Victoria were both crazy in their own way. Z had fallen on hard times and did what he had to do to get out of there, but, near the end, he begs Victoria to run away with him, to get out of Duchess and run...somewhere. The way he treats Victoria, too, is kind of alarming. Since she's not exactly socially adept, she ends up doing a lot of stupid things because some kids are nice to her {honestly, there are moments where you're cringing and yelling at her because you know what's happening}. Z turns his back on her at one point, after they've done something that pretty much solidifies their relationship in Victoria's mind, and messes with her head a bit, whether consciously or not, I'm not sure.

Victoria's crazy was a whole new world, and it's really hard to talk about without giving major spoilers, so I'm going to concentrate on what I felt before the end.

Victoria, even though she went to public school her whole life, feels sheltered. Her parents are super religious and Victoria deals with anxiety by using her pills. She's super innocent, barely understanding how to text and being cringeworthy when her peers ask her a question {like asking if an emoticon translates to "wanting to do it," and Victoria doesn't understand what "it" means}. She also kept trying to convince herself that Z was just a friend, even when he would shove her against the wall and kiss her. She's incredibly sweet and so quiet, but something just feels...off about her. Throughout the whole narrative, I kept wondering if I should trust her.

Having just finished It, a story involving children and the power of friendships, I was a bit emotional. I expected to read this book and figure out a mystery, maybe with some scary parts thrown in. What I did not expect was to be in tears by the end, totally wrung out and utterly devastated for these two kids. It was one of those endings where the air built up inside of me and then, when the climax finally comes, I deflated like a balloon. These poor children that only wanted someone to understand them. Neither of them deserved what they got, and even though one of them seemed to not be punished, he or she really was.

Summed up, read these freaking book. Click on the title above for the link. Seriously, this is one of those books that's going to stick in your head for quite some time, and you're going to want to come back to it again and again and again.

Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Update!

Hello lovely people out there! Once more, sorry for the long wait between posts, but things have been a little hectic around here and I'm straighten everything out. Nothing too bad, but there have been a few things that I've been thinking about over the last month, and most of them have to do with this blog and writing.

1. NaNoWriMo

So, after careful consideration {and a thousand confusing moments}, I've decided that I'm not doing NaNo this year. Does that suck? Yeah it does. There is still the whole month of October left, so I may change my mind, but as of right now, I'm not doing it. I don't really have a plan or any ideas for a book to write, so that's one part of it. The other part is...

2. My books

Back in September, I started editing and rewriting one of my older stories because I found it again and fell back in love with it. I changed a bunch of stuff and even deleted the entire ending because it was terrible. I'm still slowly working on it, but stopped because another story idea worked its way inside of my head, and that's what I've been doing for a few weeks now. I have about 30,000 words of this second story and want to see where it leads me. This is a story that I've been trying to write since high school {!!!!} and it's nothing terribly special, but it's something to me. I've started and stopped a thousand times since senior year, but this one seems to be flowing nicely. I think it's one of the more real versions I've written, so that might have something to do with it. Anyway, I'm not doing NaNo because I want to concentrate on these two books, finish them, polish them up, and then {hopefully} start querying them at the beginning of 2017. It's nerve-wracking and exciting, so if I post less around here, you'll know it's not just me being lazy.

3. This here blog

I love Blogger, don't get me wrong, but I've been playing around with the idea of moving this blog to another platform. I've also thought of changing this blog into completely book reviews, and that does seem to make me happier. Talking about my own writing sends me into spasms of nervousness, and I'm always right in the middle of writing something, so I never can be like, here it is, world, take a look and shower me with money! But I love reading and I love writing my reviews, and starting in 2017, I'm going to try something new. I've been sticking mostly to new books to review, but then I realize that sometimes I read a book and don't really remember it the next year. While I do have Goodreads and am able to write reviews there, I'm wondering if some of my reviews here would be even more helpful. I'd have more space to write whatever I wanted and it would bring more eyes to the blog. So, if I move it or not, starting next year, I'm going to review every single book that I read in 2017. This year, my challenge was to read 80, and I might make that, so expect a lot of book reviews next year.

4. Life

Nothing to add here, are you kidding? I've been searching for a job and it's disheartening and upsetting, but I'm getting through it. Sprint cars are beginning to wind down, Halloween is right around the corner, and both animals are still alive and annoying me to no end, so everything's good.

That's where we are right now. Whatever happens, don't you worry, because you'll be one of the first ones to know. I have a review coming up in the next few weeks, so I'll try to post something in between then, even if it is just Hamilton lyrics and cat pictures. God, I'd probably get so many more readers if that was my blog.