Wishlist Wednesday

Wishlist WednesdayIn the famous words of Snow White, “I’m wishing (I’m wishing) for the one I love, to find me (to find me) today.” In this case (actually in most cases) the one that I love is a book.

I came about Wishlist Wednesday hosted by the ever so lovely Pen to Paper. (Please check out their blog, it’s awesome).

Wishlist Wednesday is a meme that allows you to turn the spotlight on a few books that have been sitting on your get-to-eventually list for a while. Books that you dream of claiming their rightful spots on your bookshelf.

This week while browsing the wonderful site that is Goodreads, I stumbled upon A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness.

8621462The monster showed up after midnight. As they do.

But it isn’t the monster Conor’s been expecting. He’s been expecting the one from his nightmare, the one he’s had nearly every night since his mother started her treatments, the one with the darkness and the wind and the screaming…

This monster is something different, though. Something ancient, something wild. And it wants the most dangerous thing of all from Conor.

It wants the truth.

 

How can somebody read that synopsis and not be interested in this novel? I’ve heard so many great things about Patrick Ness, so it was the name and the cover that first drew my eye. Then I read that brilliantly worded synopsis and this book was on my wish list in a second. It sounds almost like a philosophical novel, which makes me even more excited of course. If you could make a career out of philosophy that would be my major in a heartbeat but it seems like no there’s no job markets for it out there.

Have you heard of this novel? Did you read it? What did you think about it?

What are you wishing for this Wednesday? Share it below and happy reading!

I’m back, I promise!

I’m sorry. You can stop shooting me icy glares. I know what you all must be thinking.

I know I’m a horrible person who should be banished from the blogging world forever. I should be hung from my toes and my head shaved. I should be forced to write with Dolores Umbridge’s special torture pen; writing repeatedly “I’m a horrible blogger. I’m a horrible blogger. I’m a horrible blogger.”

I promise that last week was a one time thing. It wasn’t that I ran out of creative steam or became sick of the blogging world. I hope that you all can forgive me. I hated thinking that I was letting readers and fellow bloggers down. Don’t lose faith in me friends.

I’M BACK.

Last week was really busy for me work and theater wise. I would come home exhausted and try to write a decent blog post but then decide that not writing one was better than delivering a sub par post.

But I’ve had a refreshing three day weekend and I’m ready to start writing and reading up a storm, so hang in there with me as I catch up on all my posts from last week.

P.S.– ImsorryImsorryImsorryImsorryImsorryImsorryImsorry!!!