Since I was a bit disappointed with the last couple of books I read (one quite a bit more than the other), I thought it was time to go Crazy for a while. Good old Crazy. I love Crazy. I know I shouldn’t. It’s a small, backwater, two-stoplight one-horse kind of town. (Kindle Edition, Location 42)
A Disaster at the end of this Book
I picked up this novella as part of a Humble Bundle sale, because there were other books I was more interested in reading. But it’s short (99 pages) and I figured since I just finished reading something a little bit on the heavier side I could use a little light reading. Alas. This was not the book I hoped it would be.
For The Love of Self (but not self-love)
I haven’t ever considered myself much of a collector. I had things I collected, but I’ve never been really obsessed with having or collecting (well, except once but I think that had more to do with sibling rivalry than anything else). And the idea of “collecting” things just to have them never really occurred to me as a possibility. And yet I still own books from when I was a very small child, and have spent a fair amount of time hunting down the Dragonflight and Harper […]
Quoth the Raven “Oh, God, What for?” – Supernatural: Nevermore
So…I paid for and read authorized Supernatural fanfiction. It wasn’t the worst thing I’ve ever read. But it wasn’t the best, either. I can’t decide if I’m curious enough to read more or not. I may just stick with AO3. Here there be .gifs and .jpgs. Because of course there are.