Read with Me - Tales of a Wannabe Author, Cosplayer, and Blogger

I'm back with another review. This time, it's finally not a school book. To be fair, my school books take up the majority of my time, so I had to read this in pieces when I can normally just go through it. Because of that, I might forget a couple of things that I actually want to talk about. Never mind all of that. I'll just get straight to the book. Don't worry. Once again, this will be a spoiler free review. I am so biased because I love Cassandra Clare's writing style and the way that she is able to twist everything, but I will say it anyway. I really love this book. I think I'm finally getting over the fact that this is historical fiction, maybe even coming to enjoy the genre. Now, my fiction writing professor always talks about having a set of rules for your world your story is in and then break them. Cassandra Clare does that. She has her rules of Shadowhunters and Demons and then flips them on their heads, like Will and his demon - problems. I thought

Be forewarned, I have seen the movie before reading this book, and I'm ashamed of that. I hate doing things in that order, but when I was little, my mother and I had an obsession with Hayley Mills. We watched all of her movies, but Pollyanna and That Darn Cat were probably our favorites. But that is neither here nor there. Also, when I read this, I was feeling overly sentimental over everything. So this children's book became a real tear-jerk-er for me. Now, Let's get to the actual review! This book was published in 1913, and during this time novels had certain archetypes for children. In the case of Pollyanna , the character Pollyanna would definitely be considered the angelic child. It's exactly what it sounds like. She is a good girl who only sees the good in people, and even when she does something bad, it ends up being a positive situation for all of those involved. Now, that may seem like a one-note book, but I actually really enjoyed reading it. This book w

So things have been a little crazy, and by a little I mean I lost a whole month to craziness, which is why I haven't been able to talk to y'all. First off, there was the week before midterms where I set aside time away from my blog to focus on midterm stuff: papers, tests, complete and utter nonsense, whatever the case may be. Then there was midterm week in which I literally did not sleep a wink. I was up more than I was down. For most of the time, I had no idea if I was coming or going. So then the next week I was trying to recuperate and had to deal with roommate shenanigans. Stealing stuff, coming in through the window at two in the morning, and shouting in the middle of the night. That kind of stuff. The week after that I got a ridiculous stomach virus that I lovingly call "the death bug." I even tried to go to school that day, and my professor was like, "No. Just no." Once I recuperated, I got volunteered for helping with my church's fall festival.