Two Things

It’s Tuesday and so I have tue things to share with you (that rockin’ joke is not one of them).

First, I am reading “Adam Bede” by George Eliot for my English class and I like it enough so far, but there was this one moment that I loved. I have to post the whole quote, or it won’t make sense.

“I cannot pretend that Seth and Dinah were anything else than Methodists—not indeed of that modern type which reads quarterly reviews and attends in chapels with pillared porticoes, but of a very old–fashioned kind. They believed in present miracles, in instantaneous conversions, in revelations by dreams and visions; they drew lots, and sought for Divine guidance by opening the Bible at hazard; having a literal way of interpreting the Scriptures, which is not at all sanctioned by approved commentators; and it is impossible for me to represent their diction as correct, or their instruction as liberal. Still— if I have read religious history aright—faith, hope, and charity have not always been found in a direct ratio with a sensibility to the three concords, and it is possible—thank Heaven!—to have very erroneous theories and very sublime feelings. The raw bacon which clumsy Molly spares from her own scanty store that she may carry it to her neighbour’s child to “stop the fits,” may be a piteously inefficacious remedy; but the generous stirring of neighbourly kindness that prompted the deed has a beneficent radiation that is not lost.”

I like this. The narrator’s like, these old school Methodists are clueless, but their hearts are in the right place, they’re not hurting anyone, and they just want to make people happier. Totally rebellious to think like the narrator at that point in history.

SECOND THING! Little bit of John Green wisdom from his latest Vlogbrothers video. No introduction. Just watch because he’s such a cool dude!

See ya later skater


This is a magical month, people


Let’s take a moment to appreciate this month.

Have you done it? Now, think about some leaves.Throw in some bonfires. Add some marshmallows. Toss in some scarves. Roast up a turkey. Burrito yourself in a blanket. Drink up some PSLs (as the young folks call them).

It’s October! It’s fall! And it’s turning out to be the BEST month for BOOKS! So far, we have:







might I say, not crazy about this cover? too much face

I think we need to take another moment to contain ourselves.


Unfortunately, my October has including reading NONE of these marvelous creations as I am currently a casualty of midterms. But this weekend, boy, am I going hard. On books. What else, really. C’mon. Straighten up.

If you’ve read these books and posted a spoiler on tumblr, you can just leave. (Or, preferably tag them. I don’t want to be that guy who makes you leave. BUT I WILL BE IF NECESSARY.)

P.S. I just got approved for an advanced copy of Being Sloane Jacobs by Lauren Morrill, so look for that up in here. In the meantime, read Meant to Be. It’s cute and adorable and London and also cute.

P.S.S Apparently Ohio University (my place of educations) offers a legitimate English course on Young Adult fiction. I know. I know. I know.

Heartbeat by Elizabeth Scott

Heartbeat by Elizabeth Scott

Release Date: January 28, 2014

From Goodreads:

Life. Death. And…Love?

Emma would give anything to talk to her mother one last time. Tell her cover30373-mediumabout her slipping grades, her anger with her stepfather, and the boy with the bad reputation who might be the only one Emma can be herself with.

But Emma can’t tell her mother anything. Because her mother is brain-dead and being kept alive by machines for the baby growing inside her.

Meeting bad-boy Caleb Harrison wouldn’t have interested Old Emma. But New Emma-the one who exists in a fog of grief, who no longer cares about school, whose only social outlet is her best friend Olivia-New Emma is startled by the connection she and Caleb forge.

Feeling her own heart beat again wakes Emma from the grief that has grayed her existence. Is there hope for life after death-and maybe, for love?

When I read the description of Heartbeat, I was unsure how I felt. Dead-mother bad-boy books are always a risk. So many are wrought with endless cliches and they can get old after a while.

Heartbeat wasn’t one of those books. Emma and her mother and stepfather had a good life together. Emma loved her stepfather and her mother was her best friend. When her mom got pregnant, everyone was happy and surprised, as the chances of it were slim.

Then, her mother unexpectedly collapses and dies immediately, but her stepfather puts her on life-support to keep the baby alive until he can live on his own. Emma quickly despises her stepfather for keeping her mother trapped, dead in her own body and ends up intensely resenting him and her unborn brother for it. Grief for her mother and frustration with her stepfather and brother consume her. She loses interest in school, which used to be seriously important to her. She locks herself in her room everyday to keep her stepfather out. She stops eating.

Enter: Caleb Harrison. A boy with a bad reputation, but an even worse family life. His loss and guilt and weight of sadness that he carries lessens the burden of Emma’s when they meet. And she, in turn, lessens his.

I think this book is a refreshing take on excruciating loss that some teenagers experience. Elizabeth Scott does an excellent job at portraying the full, mature, universal emotions felt by young people when they face the death of a family member, or friend. I think, often, people underestimate the capacity of a young person to feel and express what adults feel when they are confronted by crippling conflict. They romance was realistic, it wasn’t overdone. It wasn’t cheesy or stereotypical. It wasn’t dramatic, it was just exactly what you’d expect from two people struggling to keep themselves upright.

I liked the moral aspect of the book, too. Some YA novels never have the chance to get that deep and to ask scary questions, like ‘What does a life cost?’ Scott didn’t back down from these issues, and I think that is what makes this book transcendent of the ‘typical YA genre.’ (I think any well-written, well-planned YA book is transcendent of the YA genre, but that’s just me).

The only parts that I didn’t like were the frequent moments of deep clarity. It sort of seemed like Emma was having an existential epiphany in every chapter and it became redundant and less meaningful. I think including less, but more powerful moments like that would have been a lot more effective and memorable.

Overall, great book for YA fans to read. Short, to the point, and entertaining. It kept me reading nonstop until I finished.

Rating: 7 out of 10

Teen Read Week 2013

It’s Teen Read Week again! It’s an annual event hosted by YALSA and this year’s theme is Seek the Unknown @ your library. 

I love stuff like Teen Read Week. I basically love anything that celebrates young adult books and authors, and this week I’m going to celebrate by listing some of my favorite young adult genre related things from this year.

1. Ansel Elgort’s instagram feed from the Tfios movie set.

2. The Percabeth fandom on tumblr.

3. My favorite books being made into movies! Namely Just One Day, The Spectacular Now, The Fault in Our Stars. Love it. So exciting.

4. Aaaand Code Name Verity, which I am currently reading.

Rock on, people.


Today marks the second anniversary of the day I began this blog. That makes me feel a little bit old and a little bit proud. Here are some of the things I learned in two years of reviewing books:

1. Self-published books are kind of generally always bad. (I’m always willing to make an exception, if someone would give me a legitimate suggestion.)

2. It’s okay that boys the like of Augustus Waters, Percy Jackson, and Jase Garrett don’t exist. We have them in book form!

3. Post once a week, it makes you feel great to see the view count spike every time a new review goes up.

4. No matter how many books I read, I’ll never be done. My list will just keep growing and there will always be more to discover.

Thanks for sticking with me for so long. Books rock, you rock, pugs rock, the world rocks. I hope you keep reading!