If you’re reading this post, you’ve definitely already noticed that there’s been a major change to the blog.
I changed the theme.
I haven’t changed my theme in who knows how long. When I first started my blog, I played around with a lot of themes before selecting the Motion theme, which I’d had for a while. And it was great! But, at the beginning of this year, I wanted to change my theme.
I hadn’t gone through the themes until today, which was great, though I was afraid I wouldn’t find the perfect theme. I tried out one theme but didn’t like it, and went back to see if there was anything else, when I found this theme—I LOVE IT!!! It’s great! J’adore.
So, for today, my blog will be undergoing a few more changes. But I really hope y’all like this! The content will still be the same—book reviews, fanfics, randomness. Y’know
Author: A.S. King
Summary: Astrid Jones desperately wants to confide in someone, but her mother’s pushiness and her father’s lack of interest tell her they’re the last people she can trust. Instead, Astrid spends hours lying on the backyard picnic table watching airplanes fly overhead. She doesn’t know the passengers inside, but they’re the only people who won’t judge her when she asks them her most personal questions . . . like what it means that she’s falling in love with a girl. -Goodreads
I read this from January 25 to January 26. I remember getting through this book really fast. I don’t know if I told y’all, but the reason I haven’t posted a review for Ask the Passengers until now is because I just found the notes. Here’s the story:
I got a new notebook, thinking that I would start writing my notes in a notebook rather than on sheets of paper that were ripped out of a notebook. Ripping pages out of the notebook has some perks (and, I have this odd obsession with ripping pages out of notebooks). For instance, my ripped out pages that I use to scrawl down my notes double as a bookmark (which I’m also obsessed with. Any time someone closes a book and they don’t put a bookmark, I’m there. I’m like, “Do you need a bookmark? ‘Cause I have, like, a jillion bookmarks, if you want. You should really use a bookmark, you know. It’s… it’s just… better?”)… What was I saying? Oh, yeah, my notes double as bookmarks. ‘Kay.
So they don’t only double as bookmarks, but I also don’t have to worry about quickly finding a paper to write on if something pops into my head while I’m reading, because I have my notes in the back of the book. All I have to worry about is bringing a pen, and I keep pens in my bag, so we’re good.
Anyway, I had the brilliant idea of writing my reviews in a notebook, so I do that. And then I decide that’s not working out for me and I want to go back to my old way of reviewing. Now, I’ve already finished reading Ask the Passengers at this point, and I stupidly start writing my review for Sabotaged, which I did not finish, on the backside of the last page for my ATP review.
So I’m like, “I can use this notebook for something else.” And, of course, I have to, I must, rip the pages that were used out of the notebook. Another quirk.
I swear I put them in my bag, and I searched for them crazily because I can’t stand it when I lose my notes, but I couldn’t find them.
So that’s the story. And my beloved notes were retrieved last night :D I’m happy!
On to the review! (I just realized I totally drifted off subject up there on my ramblings about the importance of bookmarks, heheh…)
I’ve seen many of A.S. King’s books at the library, and they all seem very interesting. I think I had really been drawn to the covers of them. I hadn’t actually checked any out until I was watching one of the fabulous BookTubers recommend it. Nice!
When I picked up the book, I noticed that on the cover was a review from Lauren Myracle (one of my all-time favorite authors): “So specials and perfect and true and right… I’ll hold it in my heart forever.” And I trust this lady when it comes to books. Remember Anna and the French Kiss? Major awesomesauceness! And that also had a Lauren Myracle review.
Ask the Passengers was written in Astrid Jones’ POV and in present tense, which I’m beginning to see more and more in contemporary books. Not that I’m an expert on the contemporary genre or anything. Astrid is an awesome name, by the way. Let’s talk about her, by the way.
I don’t know what or how I expected Astrid Jones to be, but it wasn’t the way she was, which is totally fine! I suppose I thought she might be on the boring side (I actually had major doubts about this book), but from page one, it seemed like she had something to share.
Astrid was a very amusing person, in my view:
After I make it to fourth-period trig (because I moved my legs to walk there, and motion is totally possible), I realize this is what trig sounds like to me: “Hgdj gehuoidah zdhgj szhdgouij fhhhf ldldfuhd. Ujfrekujhd fhdy. Ksdihfh. 54 46 34 23. Iuhfg.”
I couldn’t stop laughing.
The whole thing about motion being possible was in reference to something a philosopher said about motion being nonexistent or something. Astrid was in a philosophy class and she downright disagreed with that statement altogether.
When Astrid would “talk” to the plane passengers, we would get to see what was going on in their life in their POV, which was just so amazing. I loved that.
Her family life wasn’t the most ideal. Her parents weren’t the most attentive, as her father was too busy smoking pot and her mother preferred her younger sister, Ellis.
Mom goes into the kitchen to make dinner without asking me how my days was, even though she knows I’m here.
Astrid’s mother was very critical, which was very annoying.
When we first meet Astrid’s father, I thought that maybe he was the good parent, but no. However, he did stick up for her when her mom was being a meanie.
“Why can’t you just be nice to her for once?”
That earns him major points.
Astrid’s town was very discriminative.
I was so happy that Astrid came out to her family about her girlfriend at the end, and that her family wasn’t overly weird about it.
Technically, my father is The Dude from the movie The Big Lebowski.
OMG I was totally thinking of OCD, The Dude, and Me!!!
I feel bad for perfect Ellis. She thinks she has it all figured out inside her safe little bubble. She doesn’t realize yet that one day she’s going to fail at something, and our mother will be there to critique exactly how she failed, step-by-step.
In the end, I’m rating this book 3/5 stars. It was a unique book, and I really haven’t read anything like it. The storyline was good and believable, but it just wasn’t my favorite book in the world. I’m really excited to read more of A.S. King’s books, though!
Author: Veronica Roth
Summary: In Beatrice Prior’s dystopian Chicago world, society is divided into five factions, each dedicated to the cultivation of a particular virtue–Candor (the honest), Abnegation (the selfless), Dauntless (the brave), Amity (the peaceful), and Erudite (the intelligent). On an appointed day of every year, all sixteen-year-olds must select the faction to which they will devote the rest of their lives. For Beatrice, the decision is between staying with her family and being who she really is–she can’t have both. So she makes a choice that surprises everyone, including herself.
During the highly competitive initiation that follows, Beatrice renames herself Tris and struggles alongside her fellow initiates to live out the choice they have made. Together they must undergo extreme physical tests of endurance and intense psychological simulations, some with devastating consequences. As initiation transforms them all, Tris must determine who her friends really are–and where, exactly, a romance with a sometimes fascinating, sometimes exasperating boy fits into the life she’s chosen. But Tris also has a secret, one she’s kept hidden from everyone because she’s been warned it can mean death. And as she discovers unrest and growing conflict that threaten to unravel her seemingly perfect society, Tris also learns that her secret might help her save the ones she loves . . . or it might destroy her. -Goodreads
**Warning: Spoilers! I also spoil Insurgent, Allegiant, the second and third books in this series, and Mockingjay, the third book in Suzanne Collins’ The Hunger Games series.**
So, I’ve decided to reread Divergent for the first time because of the movie’s release. When Catching Fire was released, I didn’t reread it, so there were a lot of things that I didn’t remember.
Because I wasn’t reviewing books at the time I first read Divergent, I’m going to put up a review. Enjoy!
This book was recommended to me by http://tindreams.wordpress.com/. Check her out!
I think the first book in a dystopian series is probably the most exciting because we’re being introduced to the characters and the unique world the author created. Being re-introduced to the factions was an interesting experience.
Rereading this was hard, man! Reading about Tris… I just wanted to cry. It was very difficult being back in the world, because we know she’s dead. We know she’s not coming back. It’s over. *sob*
The way I imagined the Dauntless compound was really… weird. I’d describe it like the inside of a volcano. Or at least the way I’d imagine the inside of a volcano… I don’t know. Maybe I’ll draw it. (I tried drawing it. Major fail. Even I was confused. BY MY OWN DRAWING. XD)
No insta-love in this relationship, no, sir. I think the romance between Tris and Four formed naturally at a nice, steady pace.
My message to Peter, Molly, Drew (and Al, though he’s already gone): DIE, DIE, DIEEEEE! Geez, they were horrible to Tris! Ugh!
When Tris fought and totally wiped the floor with Molly, I was like BA-BAM! That’s what you get for messing with the big guns! XD
Okay, so I majorly fangirled at one point. Let me tell you about it.
I don’t know if every copy includes this, but my (paperback–I wish I had this in hardcover) copy of Divergent has this Bonus Materials section. One of the Bonus Materials is a short list of quotations that inspired Divergent. Here’s the one I freaked over. (I’m seriously freaking out/fangirling.):
Veronica: These lines, I imagine, would inspire the people in Tris’ world to fight the good fight.
“Hold on to the world we all remember fighting for
There’s some strength left in us yet
Hold on to the world we all remember dying for
There’s some hope left in it yet
Arise and be
All that you dreamed.” -”Arise” by Flyleaf
VERONICA ROTH LIKES FLYLEAF?!?!?!?!? I can’t… I can’t even… AHHHHH!!!!!!
Okay, first of all, I wanted to cry because of this quote because it reminded me so much of Tris.
Now. I had no idea that a Flyleaf quote was one of the quotations that inspired Divergent–this is actually the first time I read this particular copy of the book. (The first time I read Divergent, I got it from the library.)
And, it gets better! On the next page, it gave a 10-song list of Veronica Roth’s Divergent Playlist. Here are the ones that I’m flipping about. Veronica explains each song, as well:
2. “Chasm” by Flyleaf. And this song gets me in touch with the bad aspects of Beatrice’s chosen faction.
4. ”Again” by Flyleaf. And this is Beatrice’s song for her love interest.
6. “Sweet Sacrifice” by Evanescence. I was listening to this song when the first scene I wrote (in chapter 6) popped into my head. That scene led me to the world of the book and its basic plot.
10. “Arise” by Flyleaf. A powerful song that’s perfect for chapters 38 and 39.
Oh, my gods… WOMAN LISTENS TO AWESOMESAUCE MUSIC!!!
When we met Uriah, I was like, “Don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry.”
I don’t know if I mentioned this before, but when I first read Divergent, I confused Four for Max, one of the Dauntless leaders. So for more than half of the book, I thought Four was, like, a forty-year-old guy or something. And I know his age was mentioned in there at the beginning… I don’t know. So I thought his and Tris’ ship was weird.
Remember how in Mockingjay, Peeta was being mind-controlled by the Capitol and choked Katniss because he thought she was the enemy? Check this out:
Tobias,” I say. “Tobias!”
“He doesn’t know you,” says Jeanine.
Tobias looks over his shoulder. His eyes narrow and he starts toward me, fast. Before the guards can stop him, he closes a hand around my throat, squeezing my trachea with his fingertips. I choke, my face hot with blood.
All the thoughts of being careful around Four left me. “Were you a transfer too?”
“I thought I would only have trouble with the Candor asking too many questions,” he says coldly. “Now I’ve got Stiffs, too?”
“It must be because you’re so approachable,” I say flatly. “You know. Like a bed of nails.”
OH MY GODS!!! BWAHAHA!!!
So Al died, Tris’ mom died, Will died, Tris’ dad died.
I first rated Divergent 3/5 stars. Now that I’ve completed the series and reread “Divergent,” I think it deserves a higher rating. My updated rating is 4/5 stars. I think I’ve improved as a reviewer, and there are a lot of things I failed to pick up on while I was first reading the book. Tris was a very brave main character, one of the things I picked up on my second time around. She lost watched her mother and father die in one day and killed a friend and still somehow found the strength to go on. I think that’s what’s so incredible. Tris was strong through her dark times. I hadn’t realized what a brave person she was until rereading the book.
That was a good book.
P.S. I got some Divergent merch yesterday :D Yep! I got one of the Divergent shirts. It’s awesome!
Author: Natsuki Takaya
Summary: A family with an ancient curse…
And the girl who will change their lives forever…
Ever since Tohru Honda discovered the Zodiac secret of the Sohma clan, her eyes have opened to a world of magic and wonder. But with such a great secret comes great responsibility. When her best friends Hana-chan and Uo-chan come to the Sohma home for a sleepover, Tohru has her work cut out for her keeping the “Cat” in the bag and the “Dog” on a leash. -Goodreads
Fruits Basket, #2!!! Yay! After that, ahem, Breaking Dawn incident, I whipped out Fruits Basket to make me feel better. I actually finished the TV series. I totally cried.
I think I definitely got better at reading manga-style this time around :D I feel accomplished, haha!
One of my favorite parts in this book was right at the beginning where two girls from school were talking to Hana about her little brother and they asked if they looked alike. So Hana says no and whips out a picture of them:
… and says, “See? We’re nothing alike.” Do y’all SEE that resemblance? XD
But, seriously, Uo (Arisa) and Hana are the best friends ever. I love those two! So protective of little Tohru…
I loved it when Uo and Kyo were all mad at each other after playing cards… Heheh…
I felt really bad for Kyo because he was the cat and no one really respected him. He really wanted a place in the Zodiac :( Kyo was jealous of Yuki, and vice versa.
Shigure is an author! Ooh!
I love the little traits the author gives her characters. Like how Kyo hates leeks. Whenever someone tells him he should eat leeks, he’s all, “WHAT, YOU TRYING TO KILL ME, OR SOMETHING?!” And I love how Kyo’s all, “This year I’m going to beat that damn rat!” And Yuki’s all, “Yeah, yeah. Keep wishing.”
I now realized, reading the manga, that the anime left out a lot…
I loved meeting Hatori :D I was so sad for him when I read about Kana D:
MOMIJI IS SO CUTE!!!
Kyo: Hey! Weren’t you asleep?!
Yuki: Your stupid voice woke me up.
Hana: May you have good waves next year.
Akito… evilness… Poor Hari.
5/5 stars! I LOVED THIS!!!
“…And in order to make an object Levitate, what spell do you use?” asked Hermione.
“W… Wingad–Wingrad… Wingardium Leviosa,” said Scorpius finally.
“Good! Can you demonstrate?” Hermione asked with a small smile, producing a feather for Scorpius. An old memory had resurfaced from her first year in Hogwarts. She perfected the spell. This made her think of Ron.
“Wingardium Leviosa,” Scorpius said, swishing his wand. The feather jiggled a little, but did not rise.
“This is hopeless!” Scorpius groaned in exasperation.
“No, it isn’t. You just need to practice the spell. That’s your homework for tonight,” said Hermione. She looked at the clock. “It’s 5 p.m. You are dismissed, Scorpius, and remember to practice Wingardium Leviosa. I want you to have mastered it by tomorrow.”
“Yes, Ms. Renigold,” Scorpius said with a bored sigh. He walked out of the study and Hermione sat down in his chair.
“What a day,” Hermione mumbled. Who knew teaching could be this tiring, she thought. Oh well. At least I can rest for the rest of the night.
I’ve had a tip-off that Potter and his Aurors are planning on raiding the Manor at 7:30. Her husband will be part of the team. We can’t let her see him–or anyone she may know from the Auror team–because she may not cooperate.
I’ve gotten permission from the Ministry to create a Portkey. You make one and take Granger with you. It’ll take you to Albania. Oh, one more thing: DON’T LET GRANGER KNOW IT’S A PORTKEY. Keep it a secret. Make it an object that’s big enough for both of you to grab onto.
Pansy looked up from the letter.
“Bloody Draco!” she screamed. Pansy sat down. “So I’m do all the work now, huh?” She put together a handful of curses before grumbling and stomping off to find something to use as a Portkey.
It was 7 o’clock. Pansy had created her Portkey and was going to use it at 7:25. She and Hermione were sitting at the dinner table listening to Lucius drone on and on about his time at the Ministry.
“…The boy treated me with absolute disrespect!” Lucius declared angrily.
“Oh, calm down, Lucius. It happened hours ago,” Narcissa said, shaking her head as she wrote a letter.
“Mrs. Malfoy, who are you writing to?” Hermione asked curiously. Narcissa looked up. “I am writing to my sister, Andromeda. She was telling me about Draco’s cousin, Teddy. He is in the process of moving with the Potters, I believe, and–oh, sorry. You probably do not know of the Potters–”
“Oh, yes, I know of them,” Hermione said quickly. More than you think. Pansy shot her a stern look.
“Yes, well. Andromeda is going to move in to the house next to the Potters so she can be close to Teddy. Potter is his godfather.”
“Oh, yes, I know that,” Hermione said with a small smile. Narcissa gave her an odd look.
“Yes,” Pansy said awkwardly. She looked at the clock and saw that it was 7:20. “Er–G-Charice? I had a question about this passage in one of my books. I figured you knew it and I just remembered to ask.”
“Okay,” Hermione said carefully, raising an eyebrow. She followed Pansy out of the room and into the entrance hall.
“Where’s the book?” Hermione asked, crossing her arms..
“It’s on page, er, twenty,” Pansy said impatiently. “Here.” She thrust the book into Hermione’s unsuspecting hands.
“Ooh! This is heavy!” Hermione groaned. Pansy ignored her. The book would activate as a Portkey in a minute or two. Hermione paced, reading the book, oblivious of the faint light blue glow that was starting at the spine of the book. Pansy realized Hermione was nowhere in sight.
“Granger? I–Charice? Charice!” shouted Pansy, running down the corridor. She followed the blue light that was growing stronger and stronger by the minute.
Hermione looked up from the book and saw the light.
“PARKINSON!” Hermione screamed. She tried to let go of the book but was unable to.
As Pansy ran to Hermione, she heard a part of the Manor exploding. Potter’s here! she thought and ran faster.
Hermione was rooted to the spot and the book was rooted in her hands. But when Pansy ran into the room, she got there in time to see Hermione, with her mouth open like she was going to say something, get whisked away. She swore and froze when she heard someone’s voice behind her.
“Drop your wand behind you and turn round,” said a calm yet threatening voice. Pansy stood still.
“I said, drop your wand behind you and turn around,” repeated the voice. Pansy ignored it, slowly turning.
“Expelliarmus!” said the voice and Pansy’s wand flew out of her hand. The person owning the voice stepped in front of Pansy.
“Why, Ms. Parkinson,” Blaise Zabini drawled, “to what… do I owe the pleasure?”
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