Monday, August 26, 2019

August Recap//Hello Darkness My Old Friend

So. School started.

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Which means the death of my happiness and my sleep schedule. But I'm sure you're all in school now and are feeling my pain, so I won't dwell too much on that. (Unless you've graduated already, in which case--lucky you!)

Books Read

Magnus Chase and the Sword of Summer, by Rick Riordan

The Hazel Wood, by Marissa Albert

And . . . that's it.


August was a relatively busy month for me though--which brings me to my next point.

Life-y Things

I started tennis. And it . . . could be better. 😂 I've had only had six practices, and I've already had two games, and I have one tonight too. And one on Wednesday. And, to put it bluntly, I am not good. But it's fine. *nervous laughter*

And this Wednesday, the same night that I have my away game, is also Spirit Night. My school does it every year, and I've never gone, so I'm not entirely sure how it's even going to go. But essentially, they call down all the fall sports players and introduce them and then make them DANCE in front of everyone in the football bleachers. Did I mention this was during a football game? *sigh* There's a possibility that we won't even make it back to the school in time after the away game for Spirit Night though, which is kind of what I'm hoping for. Because guys? My dancing is even worse than my tennis playing. If that is at all possible.

But I digress.

I also had my freshmen orientation last Wednesday which was exhausting to say the least. We all had to be at the school by 6:50 am that morning to help set up. And then, after a presentation, we all split up into our respective groups. Two kids got moved out of my group, and some didn't show up, so I only ended up with 13, instead of the nineteen I had been expecting. Which, was nice, but man those freshmen boys are ROWDY.

But then we got pizza afterward so it was fine.

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Apart from the 20,000 words that I wrote that one week, I haven't had much time to write. I've started going through and editing a different story of mine, and writing a few flash fiction pieces--but most of my life is now consumed with tennis stress and school stress and procrastinating. Yay.

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My only post of the month (lol): A review of Melissa Albert's The Hazel Wood

Have you guys started school yet? Anyone else wishing they had a time machine to go back to the beginning of summer?

Friday, August 16, 2019

Review of The Hazel Wood, by Melissa Albert

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Seventeen-year-old Alice and her mother have spent most of Alice’s life on the road, always a step ahead of the uncanny bad luck biting at their heels. But when Alice’s grandmother, the reclusive author of a cult-classic book of pitch-dark fairy tales, dies alone on her estate, the Hazel Wood, Alice learns how bad her luck can really get: Her mother is stolen away—by a figure who claims to come from the Hinterland, the cruel supernatural world where her grandmother's stories are set. Alice's only lead is the message her mother left behind: “Stay away from the Hazel Wood.” 

Alice has long steered clear of her grandmother’s cultish fans. But now she has no choice but to ally with classmate Ellery Finch, a Hinterland superfan who may have his own reasons for wanting to help her. To retrieve her mother, Alice must venture first to the Hazel Wood, then into the world where her grandmother's tales began—and where she might find out how her own story went so wrong.

I'd had a copy of The Hazel Wood sitting on my TBR for about a year, before I went to BookCon and met Melissa Albert. She was so sweet, and so personable, and actually cared enough to have a conversation with me, despite the line of fans snaking behind me. I had such a pleasant experience that I decided I HAD to read her book. (Well, I didn't read it that moment because I went to see her in June and it's now August but #closeenough)

I was shocked, to say the least.

For being such a kind-hearted person, Melissa Albert writes some dark stuff, guys.

A lot darker than I usually like my books. See, I'm more of a "they lived happily ever after and everyone that I like lives" kind of gal. 😂 But I ended up loving The Hazel Wood anyway!

The Hazel Wood is written in my favorite genre--contemporary fantasy. This essentially means that while the book is set in our world, there's still a heavy flavor of fantasy stirred in.

I wasn't a huge fan of the main character, Alice, when the story began. She came off as abrasive and just a *tad* mean. But she was also super snarky, and I can appreciate that. Also, note my use of "when the story began." As The Hazel Wood progressed, I watched Alice develope across a beautifully crafted character arc, and I totally respect her journey.

My favorite character out of the whole book was most definitely Finch. First of all, because his last name is Djan-Nelson-Abrams-Finch, and I've always wondered what would happen if two people with hyphenated surnames got married and had a kid--and now I finally have an answer. But also because I can totally relate to his yearning to travel to fantastical worlds that only exist between pages. Finch, despite his hardships throughout the novel, ended his journey by fulfilling the dream that nestles inside of every book-lover.

The world building was superb. The characters were real people. And the writing flowed like a river. (Side note on that, I've never been a huge fan of metaphors because the poetry unit in my English class scarred me forever--but Melissa Albert pulled it off beautifully.)

You can read a preview of The Hazel Wood here, if you're interested.

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And now that my review is done--a small personal update from me that you're welcome to skip over, lol.

Yeah, I know I've been absent for a few weeks. I'm not going to make excuses, but I am going to explain myself.

Over my unplanned hiatus I wrote over 20k words in one week which was really awesome but at the same time really not awesome because then it hurt to type.

And then tennis season started. DUN DUN DUN.

I know, I know--I am breaking all writer/reader stereotypes by trying a sport. The operative word being "trying" because I still can't serve or get a backhand for the life of me. And then I had to miss two days of much-needed practice to do training because I'm going to be helping with freshman orientation. My partner and I have to keep track of nineteen kids, guys. NINETEEN. And there are only four girls in there, so RIP me.

So if I'm ever absent for a really long amount of time again, chalk it up to either me getting sucked into a new school club, or me flailing around on the tennis court. (Either way, I can assure you I'd rather be blogging. BUT I'M TRYING TO BRANCH OUT, GUYS.) 

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See you guys (hopefully) next Monday! (I know that today isn't my normal posting day, but I was too excited that I finally had some content to wait, lol.) 

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