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Wednesday, 31 August 2016

It's been a day

There's a part of me that figured sticking to the plan for Wednesday posts is best, and the other - the side that clearly won that battle - that went I couldn't follow yesterday's post with something same ole same ole. So here you have this post. Which I don't quite know where I'm going with it, but hey sometimes it works.

I had one utterly unexpected response to what I wrote. And much like my view on some people is forever changed by their reaction to the horror that occurred to that hockey mom, so to has my view changed on someone important to me. I'm pretty much heartbroken, and disillusioned, that someone who I thought understood things, understood me...clearly doesn't speak Cassey.

I don't have the right words, right now for this. But I am reminded again just how good therapy is, and how it has helped me so very much. I can see how I have changed, and that I no longer just go along with the narrative that others have for me. It is however, so hard to not just give in and say "I as wrong, you're right." I know, that I am not wrong.

It's exhausting that the more wrong you see, the more you can't ignore just to appease those around you. To make it easier on others. That is not my job. My job is to give voice to the wrong that I see. No matter how uncomfortable it makes others or myself. It is not to do the work others need to do for themselves or to detail each and every incident where I have been confronted with the ugly of the world.

We do not exist in a world where everything must be a binary. You can care about many wrongs. No one bad thing trumps another.

And to end this on a totally random, but happy note: I gave in the final draft of my proposal today :D

Tuesday, 30 August 2016

Quiet casual violence of everyday actions


Every day we practice a quiet – or for some a loud – casual violence on ourselves. I'd say the noise surrounding the mess that is school hair rules like those at Pretoria Girls High, shows just how built-in the quiet casual violence is. We have internalized all these “rules” as if they're the norm, as if they speak for all bodies. When instead those rules have been designed with white bodies in mind, they force us to comply to this gold standard of whiteness triumphing over all. And we fall in.

We fall in with looking at ourselves each and every day with a critical eye that was created by others for our bodies. We look at our hair, and it is not straight enough, long enough...white enough. So we brush and comb until it hurts so that our hair can be neat enough/flat enough/straight enough…only it never is. Then we turn to chemicals that burn our scalps, leave open sores and scabs for weeks. And it is still not enough. The politics of decency is yet again, another way for others to control a woman’s body.

We look at our bodies, our hips, bums, and tummies are too round. Our noses too short and squat. Our shapes not good enough. Again, we tackle our bodies like it’s a thing we can beat, mould, starve, push into a pleasing shape. A pleasing shape for who? Because even when we get close to that pleasing shape we are still not good enough.

We police the way we talk; the words we use, the way we pronounce and enunciate certain words, all so that we can be told we are articulate. Which is the new code of you speak so well, for a person of colour. So we punish our tongues, our mouths, our minds. We read more thinkers who think the way we are told we should think. We quiet our voices for fear of being that loud women. We temper our thoughts, our thinking to go with the group because we see it every day when we disagree, the person we are engaging with shuts us out. Refuses to listen to us because we are just women.

This casual, quiet violence turns our bodies into battle grounds. We are told over and over that we will never be good enough. And it is not something just told to those of us of colour, it is told to every, single woman.


I don't know what the answer is to all of this. But I do know that the actions of those young women at Pretoria Girls High is astounding. I stand in awe of the way in which they are acting against the quiet casual violence of being.

Monday, 29 August 2016

Sunday, 28 August 2016

Saturday, 27 August 2016

Friday, 26 August 2016

Five for Friday: Things that make me a better parent


  • School. This is most likely to the two years spent at home with Keiden, just him and I all day. But gosh am I a better mommy for him being at school. There's an actual chance for my patience well to refresh. I'm at my best after his one full day a week. It is liberating. And the best part is that he's better for it too. He loves getting to spend more time with his buddies.
  • Therapy. And probably meds. Again it's another something that helps my patience well refresh.
  • Reading and gaming. They're things that are fun, and in no way tied to motherhood. So a double win :D
  • Friends. Having people to chat to and vent with is again one of those always a win things. There is just something about being around people for me that tends more towards the good end of things rather than the bad end.
  • Coffee. Does this one need an explanation?
What helps you be a better parent?


Thursday, 25 August 2016

Book Thursday

The Cathedral of Cliffdale (Guardians of Summerfeld, #1)

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This books is an amazing start to what seems will a knock it out of the park series. I love the protagonist, Quinn. She is all that you would expect from someone who has lead the life that she has. Her fierce determination to protect, and care for those she loves is shown time and time again as a core part of who she is that drives her actions.

The parts of the book that dovetails into other stories, isn't for me. I want this to be the Quinn and Drake show all the time ;)

It's a wonderful read, that keeps you reading. I finished it in a day, and can't wait to get the others so that I can do another deep dive.

*Book given to me in exchange for a review*

Wednesday, 24 August 2016

Zombie Prompt #33



Favourite coffee recipe
Anyone that has someone else making it for me :p 
The key though, is milk at the right temperature and texture. Oh, and preferably South American beans/blends.

I may or may not be a coffee snob ;) 

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Prompt from her, image from her.

Tuesday, 23 August 2016

A warning...when you see me run

I'm currently being a terrible student. I'm writing this post while in a class. It's a practical class on using atlas.ti to assist with qualitative data analysis. The problem is the range of pc skills in the class covers a wide spectrum. So it's making me all kinds of ragey because the same thing is being explained over, and over, and over. All the rage and frustration.

Not to mention that Keiden's illness has utterly depleted my well of patience. It is bone dry. There is nothing left for anyone. Which then makes me more irritable, and prone to want to walk around smack people for being idiots. Which I don't do...only because that's a headache I don't want to deal with. Seriously.

And now Jerall and I are both sick as well. Such *fun* times :-/ Basically, if you see me and don't approach with something to soothe the beast, run :p

Monday, 22 August 2016

To quit or not to quit, that is the question


As you know my quest of blogging from Nov 2015 to Nov 2016 has been on my mind. And guys I'm so ready to quit...but man, is November close. The real problem in this quest is that I have managed to tie it into a measure of my worth. Thank goodness it hasn't been in terms of getting more readers or opportunities, because quite frankly that's not happening in this space of the blog-o-sphere. But really just the aspect of finishing this thing that I started. So stick with me - the few of you who do read ;) And thank you for that :D - and we'll take another look at this in November.

Sunday, 21 August 2016

Saturday, 20 August 2016

Friday, 19 August 2016

Five for Friday

I'm so, so happy to be home. We spent all of yesterday and most of today at hospital with Keiden. We got to come home provided we had a nebulizer, and so J made magic with the budget...and now we're home.

Jerall got treated so, so much better by the nurses than I did. They actually helped him get meds into K, I was left to struggle by myself - I stayed with K overnight, and J was with him while I was at class today.

It astounds me just how many people think that it's okay to say that a dad is babysitting his child. It's not babysitting when looking after your own child. Not to mention the bad mommy vibes I got from people because on Wednesday, I left my sick kid with his dad - who has parental responsibility leave, and doesn't have class to attend - instead of staying myself. *sigh*

Trying to keep your toddler calm while the doctor is trying to get a drip in, is horrid. Why hasn't science figured out a way to fix folks without needles yet?

K is doing so much better since this afternoon. Our big eater, stopped eating - very scary - but being home has helped. He did eat something before leaving the hospital, they wouldn't have let leaving be even a possibility if that had happened.

Thursday, 18 August 2016

Book Thursday



Rainfall

My rating: 2 of 5 stars

There be spoilers this way

This was a book that I suspect suffered from the over hyped problem. Quite a few people have raved about this book, unfortunately, it just did not work for me. The first few chapters definitely impacted on my ability to become fully invested in the story and characters. It was hard to get going with reading. Paige seemed to always be carrying around this woe is me attitude...even in the midst of the wonder that was her burgeoning relationship with Adam.

Then she takes many actions that were wholly incompatible with what she tells us is important to her. Her actions make no sense at all. This starts from when she shares about her adventures, to her first and subsequent actions with Adam. I'm uncomfortable with the use of serious mental health issues being used to drive plot points, and this books uses them a plenty.

The romance element with the use of mental health issues, just did not sit well with me at all. It is a very different take, but not for me. I much prefer Melissa's Guardians of Summerfeld series - something that you should check out to really appreciate this author.

*A lucky fish book given to me in exchange for a review*

Wednesday, 17 August 2016

Zombie Prompt #32



What books do you want to read before the year is over?

They're mostly thesis related reading. It's because my thesis is big on my mind, I'm in the midst of funding applications, and finishing my proposal. 

Imagined Communities: Reflections on the Origin and Spread of Nationalism

Imagined Communities: Reflections on the Origin and Spread of Nationalism by Benedict Anderson


How the World Changed Social Media
How the World Changed Social Media by Daniel Miller


Motherhood Online
Motherhood Online by Michelle Moravec


Harry Potter and the Cursed Child - Parts One and Two (Harry Potter, #8)
Harry Potter and the Cursed Child - Parts One and Two by J.K. Rowling


Saven Declaration (Saven #4)
Saven Declaration by Siobhan Davis





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Prompt from her, image from her.

Tuesday, 16 August 2016

Pondering my quest

So remember this post? I started my post every day quest in November last year, and it's gone okay so far, but I've hit a brick wall now. It's not as much fun anymore, and really if it's not fun why am I doing it?

Yet, at the same there is this big part of me that just really, really wants to prove to myself that I can do this. So colour me all kinds of confused as what to do about it. I'm feeling so uninspired, and ragey...and I just don't know what to do about. And this is me asking for ideas, and your thoughts on things.

What did you think about this? And how did you find yesterday's post? Interested in seeing more of things like that?

Monday, 15 August 2016

Something a little different

I've got class for the next two weeks, so as I get a moment I'll be scheduling posts. Today, I'm including writing I did as an assignment for my class on ethnographic methods. It was really hard for me to write, it's not my style at all.

The assignment didn't call for analysis, we just had to write up some of what we observed at a public spot for an hour. This is an assignment I can share, and not worry that it'll fall prey to plagrism [it's a massive problem] because it's observation without analysis. It's a bit long, but I hope you enjoy it some.

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Moments of Waiting

Walking through the door at The Blue Crane & The Butterfly, you are immediately hit with smell of good dark roast coffee. There is a very good reason that it is known for having the best coffee in Stellenbosch. As with most sit-down places, as you enter you need to wait to be seated, or if you are lucky you spot a free table, quickly grab it and wait for the moment when a waiter gets to you.

On this particular late Wednesday morning, I do not spot a table to grab, but instead wait for the waiter. The cafe is a welcome warm relief from the crisp winter’s day, the sound of chatter, clinking kitchen dishes, and the buzz of coffee beans being ground is a welcome soundtrack to that from the walk to this part of town. I am seated close to the middle of the cafe, with a good view of the coffee/cake/front counter, a “if-I-tilt-my-head” view of the kitchen and it allows for me to to see door with a slight turn.

As I am seated, the table next to mine of two men get up and go over to the counter to pay. As they are waiting for their bill, a waitress notices that one has forgotten his top on a seat. The taller of the two men is busy with the snap scan tag, it would seem he is waiting for network connection to finish his payment. As they leave, three people walk in; an older couple and a middle aged man.

There is a longer pause as they wait to be seated. The older man has a walking aid, and needs more room to place it near his seat. The three are seated at the table behind mine. Their drinks order is taken by a waitress in jeans, flat black shoes, and a black top, with a long denim apron with the cafe’s logo and two large pockets on the front of it, over - all the waiters are dressed similarly, but each has styled themselves differently. The one taking the order of the three people behind me is wearing a bright orange aliceband.

While they are waiting for their drinks to arrive, a woman wearing a bright red short coat walks in. As she walks in she spots the people at the table behind mine, and goes over to greet them. They start chatting, and she sits for a moment. When the waitress returns with the drinks for the others she does not order, instead she walks over to one of the round table and high bar chair sets near the large front window of the cafe, The red coat woman places her bag, and others items down on the table, and returns to chat with those at the table behind me.

As the woman with the red coat walks back from the round table to the others she knows, she walks past a table where an older grey haired  woman is seated. The older women is wearing a long sleeved lilac high neck jersey, a string of pearls and grey pants. She has a cup of coffee and is busy reading the day’s Cape Times. Every now and then she pauses her reading, glances at her watch and looks around at the door. She seems as if she is waiting for someone to join her, someone that is quite clearly running late.

During one of the moments as the older woman is looking at the door, a younger woman walks in. Her long dark hair is loose, she glances around, and ignores the waitress that goes over to her. On her second glance at the tables, she spots who she was looking for - not the old, grey haired lady. Rather, it is a man and woman who came in a few minutes earlier carrying laptop bags. The long haired woman makes her way over to their table. As she gets there their body language - slightly standing up from the seats, a questioning look on their faces with a polite smile, and outreached hands - indicates that their meeting is a business one.

While I have a sip of my coffee, I glance towards the coffee/cake/front counter and notice three people standing at the side looking at the cakes of the day. One of the waitresses - this one is wearing denim shorts instead of jeans - is standing there with them clearly, telling them what the different options are. As she waits for them to decide, another waitress - her personal touch to the uniform is sparkly earrings -  comes to the counter to collect a bill. She takes the bill to the grey haired, pearl wearing old woman. The old women seems to have given up her wait, she pays her bill and leaves.

A few moments after she leaves a woman wearing a short grey jacket walks in, looking around for someone. The woman wearing the short waisted red jacket sees her, excuses herself from the table behind mine, goes over and they walk to the high round table. They appear to be having a business meeting as the woman wearing the grey jacket takes out a notebook and pen while they are talking.

At the table opposite those women another business meeting is happening. A man and a woman are huddled around a laptop talking fairly loudly about a website and its design. They are interrupted as a father and his son walk in. The father goes over to that table to greet and chat with the man at the table. They chat for awhile, and as they are talking the little boy is growing more and more bored. He was content for about half a minute looking around, but the longer his father talks to the other man the bigger the signs of him being tired of waiting grows. The blonde curly haired little boy first starts with tugging at his father’s shirt. When that does not get him the attention he wants, he starts hitting his father’s legs. Still no reaction. The little boy then starts headbutting his father’s backside. That eventually gets him a reaction. The two move to the table just behind the father’s friend.

The bright orange aliceband waitress takes their order. As she brings their order - coffee for the father, baby chinno for the boy and water for both - the father’s friend finishes off his meeting and joins their table. A well timed move for the six people who come into the cafe then. They need enough space for a larger group, and stand around waiting as two tables are pushed together. They wait a few more minutes, and another three people join them.

As the large group are contemplating the menu, two men walk in and are seated at the table next to mine. One of the men, fits the stereotypical image of a socially awkward nerd - long pants, long hair tied up in an untidy ponytail, stubble, a spot of mess on his jersey. The socially awkward impression is strengthened by the difficulty he has in taking part in the chit chat the other man is trying to get going. The other man, gives off a  much more confident impression, even though he is dressed more informally than the other in jeans, takkies and a long sleeved t-shirt. The conversation between the two is awkward and stilted, even with the welcome interruption of the sparkly earring waitress asking if they would like to order drinks - a no as they are waiting for another person.

They discuss the weather, traffic - particularly that of Johannesburg - and finally find some common ground for the conversation as they start talking about business modules. They are joined a few moments after that by another man. The man joining them has thinning hair, with a prominent bald spot. He is dressed more formally than the one who seems to be his business partner. It would seem that the three are having a business meeting, that is an interview, but not that for an employee...perhaps a new business partner?

As the three get talking I flag down a waitress - the sparkly earring wearing one - and ask for my bill. As I wait for it, a mother and her teenaged son walk into the cafe, looking for a table. They take my table as I go to the counter to pay my bill. And so the cycle of waiting continues.

Sunday, 14 August 2016

Gratitude



  • Rain, and having somewhere warm and dry to be when it rains
  • Recovering from a tummy bug
  • Visits with friends
  • Coffee
  • Tea
  • Something working out cheaper than budgeted for
  • Having what we'll be wearing to my sister's wedding next month 90% sorted
  • Supportive folks
  • Therapy
  • This geeky news
  • Sticking to my new policy of putting down a review for each book I read, instead of just rating it
  • Amazing ARCS
  • Shorter hair
  • Hot water bottles
  • Hugs
  • Quiet moments
  • Great highlighters
What's topping your list this week?

Saturday, 13 August 2016

Friday, 12 August 2016

Five for Friday

I'm in a cycle of academic anxiety. I keep on just missing the upper echelon of marks. It is utterly frustrating, and gets me caught in the not good enough loop. Because really here is proof that I'm just not good enough. Ugh.

Keiden is still having all kinds of fun cooking with daddy. On Tuesday they made cookies :)

K is picking up more and more Afrikaans as school. So much so that he jumps between English and it to make points. Especially if he feels I'm not listening to him. He tells me to leave something, and if my response doesn't satisfy him he says "Mommy, los uit."

I have a busy two weeks coming up, so that'll be interesting.

My sinuses have decided that spring has sprung...it's driving me batty. And I'm taking antihistamines twice a day now :-/




Thursday, 11 August 2016

Book Thursday


Scarred

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This review has some spoilers, read on at your own risk.

I enjoyed that this was a slightly different love story, than those found of late in YA. Yes, it's girl meets boy there's tension, that's solved, then there's a thing, the break up and it ends with them getting back together. But, and this is a big but what Sloane and Luke have going on in their lives coming into the relationship is very different to the usual.

After all it's not everyday that the person you're interested in is the relative of someone in your family (yes, it's for both of them). It's not often in the story that both the girl and the boy have things they're hiding from others, and it's not something they instantly bond over. As I mentioned before there are parts of this similar to other stories, but so much of it is a very different take on it all.

I especially enjoyed, that even those it is a first person narrative, there are moments where we get Luke as the narrator. It helped pace the story - and provided some details that helped me tame those moments of "I need to climb into the book and slap some sense into them." I also enjoyed the character growth of the two, the spunky friend, and the comeuppance for others.

Not such a fan of the bullying, the school shooting and the accident flash backs - any of the three could be a trigger for the unsuspecting reader.

*This is another one of those lucky fish books.*

Wednesday, 10 August 2016

Zombie Prompt #31


5 blogs*

*The prompt was for 5 favourite blogs, but pretty much if I read a blog regularly I like it. I'm not about to sped my time on something I don't enjoy reading. So I've amended this to 5 blogs you should check out.*

If you follow me on twitter the first mention won't be a surprise to you. Although not really a blog, I do read something from their nearly daily...The Establishment.

There's the wonder, who weaves magic with her, Cath.

A teller who spins webs of truth with her words, Renegade Mothering.

The place that got my X knowledge flowing, and reignited a joy of comics, Jay & Miles X-Plain the X-Men.

Kayla Aimee...she was one of the first bloggers I read where I became invested in her story. I was reading her long before there was Scarlette. She even e-mailed with me when I first got my PCOS diagnosis.

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This isn't prompt 31 on the list. I've picked out those I want to use, and will be going with that. The numbering convention will follow for each post numerically.
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Prompt from her, image from her.

Tuesday, 9 August 2016

So it's Women's Day...as if it means much

Women's Day has amazing roots in the events of 1956, but it continues to not mean much in a country where women are treated terribly. Sure it's a public holiday, but really it seems to be reduced to nothing but a marketing ploy for companies.

How can it mean anything if women are not safe anywhere. Rape, and rape culture is pervasive. We pay tax on sanitary items, something we need every month, and millions of school going girls are missing class due to the cost of those items?

Let's not forget the daily micro aggressions: being told to smile, comments made on what we wear, being touched without our consent, childcare and other forms of emotional labour falling to women more than men. Really how can we claim to care about Women's Day at all?

This stuff can be all kids of depressing, but there are small things we can do to change the system. Call out people on their nonsense. Support projects that make a difference, especially the smaller ones. Everything that makes a difference to one can have a knock on effect for many.

Remember the names and stories of people.

Monday, 8 August 2016

Linky dink


This is all kinds of amazing. The sheer wonder that is this swimmer.

Something I can't remember if I shared, but it does need another read. Life is too short to be Voldemort.

I loved this from The Establishment on why word choices matter.

Why black writers rooms matter. All kinds of an interesting read.

Using tattoos as a way to reclaim your body.

Sunday, 7 August 2016

Saturday, 6 August 2016

Friday, 5 August 2016

Five for Friday


  • J and I are both sick...it's horrid. but at least K doesn't isn't.
  • I seem to have lost my frying eggs skill 0_o Thank goodness for sweet chilli sauce to save them.
  • Keiden is big into cooking, he insists on cooking something everyday - fortunately it's been cooking with daddy. I'm not patient enough, so am glad he's happy to cook with daddy.
  • I'm supposed to get a mark back today, so cross all the digits please.
  • We have a weekend planned at friends, and K is very, very excited to see his buddy E. It's ridiculously cute the way he looks forward to seeing folks. On Wednesday it was all about his cousin M, which he spoke about seeing the entire week before.

Thursday, 4 August 2016

Book Thursday


Recoil (Recoil Trilogy Book 1)

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This book does a really good job of reminding me why I try to stay away from uncompleted series. The problem with reading the first book of a planned trilogy before the rest is available for reading means you end up with unanswered questions, and when it's written well wanting more.

Yes, dystopian future, young hero who learns the truth aren't exactly new story elements, but the way it is used here - with Joanne Macgregor making use of show don't tell fairly well, makes the story stay with you. While reading, I didn't just picture it all, but felt it. There were some moments where using the first person narrative really paid off. Others, where as a reader you're left frustrated.

I really, really want to know more about Quinn, how Lea got involved and how come Bruce just could not take a hint. Some characters are well fleshed out, others not quite as much. But given that this is a planned trilogy it stands to reason that we won't get all the juicy bits at the get go.

I give this a solid 3.5 stars.

*This was another lucky fish moment, book received in return for a review.*

Wednesday, 3 August 2016

Tuesday, 2 August 2016

It's all still a bit of a haze

So, naturally, given yesterday's news death and all the things around it is on my mind. It's horrid, and scary, and even though it is a reality of life it's something that we keep removed from ourselves, as best we can. Until we can't.

I'm having all these thoughts and feelings about it all. What would happen to Keiden. What would happen to Jerall - I figure J and I need to go at the same time or me before him, I can not imagine my life without him...it's just not possible. Mostly, all this thinking offends my general state of being. I tend towards cheer and happy, and it will all work out. Only, you know it can't all work out when it comes to death and people being missing from your life.

And all this has done is reminded me of when Tristan died. That was another shock out of the blue one. There is no sense to things.

All we can do, I suppose, is just carry on and hold those we love closer.

Monday, 1 August 2016

It's been the strangest Monday

It's been an all kinds of strange day today. It started with Keiden throwing-up and then attacking his breakfast with gusto. Me getting to the lab and having a laugh, which helped with the mehs. Doing something about the mehs by getting my hair done - which I haven't since my birthday. Feeling good about shiny new hair, getting back to the lab to do more work and that being meh.

Perking up a bit with lunch and coffee. And then a random quick call to my cousin, changed the tone of the day completely. She told me that her aunt had passed away on Saturday. I was in shock, I asked her "Which aunty Priscilla, like your aunty Priscilla, D's mom aunty Priscilla?" Yes, yes, and yes to all of that. We didn't have an emotional bond or all, but she is/was my uncle's, who's the closest thing to a dad I have, youngest sibling, and his only sister...so she is/was part of the fabric of my life.

It was such a shock. She was only 53.

Then we got to talking/wondering when did 53 get to be young? And it got me thinking about that it seems we've gotten to this stage of life where death is going to be making more frequent appearances. So of course we're thinking about what will happen to Keiden if we're both gone.

It's just been a strange day.

My reading month: July

For July I read 37 books, which shows that I've gotten busier with work. So I'm expecting it to decrease more for August - 2 full weeks of classes, thesis submission season and the public holidays are all going to hit my reading.

This month I've read a lot of shifter romance, and other paranormal romance. I'm starting to work my way back to other genres I enjoy. It's been interesting the genre phases I go through. There's been some YA - a great one with an interesting take on a fairy tale - and a paranormal mystery. I've also been making more of an effort to leave a review for what I read on goodreads. Almost all I read has been free finds, thanks to bookbub, and by leaving a review and not just a rating I can give back to the author in some way (even if it's just one line).

Here are 4 reads that I enjoyed this month:


The Soul SummonerThe Soul Summoner by Elicia Hyder
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

A really great read. The love triangle bits weren't for me. I did enjoy her powers, they're not ones I've come across in other books - that's a big plus. I loved that the protagonist wasn't utterly self-pitying all the time, and that she had people to call her on her silly moments.


Tattered Loyalties (Talon Pack, #1)Tattered Loyalties by Carrie Ann Ryan
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

One of the better shifter reads I've read. The characters are wonderful, and I love the way this story has an unexpected heroine. Keen to read the rest of the series.


UnEnchanted (An Unfortunate Fairy Tale, #1)UnEnchanted by Chanda Hahn
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I really enjoyed reading this. It was an interesting, and new, take on fairy tales. Am keen to check out the rest of the series.


The Fallen Star (Fallen Star, #1)The Fallen Star by Jessica Sorensen
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Interesting, well paced, and something I really enjoyed.



How are your reading goals going? Do you go through any genre phases?

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