Happy Boxing Day, Nerds! And for everyone in the U.S., hey suckers! Sorry, you all had to go back to work today while we get a second stat holiday!
But truly, I hope everyone had a lovely holiday season, no matter what you celebrate.
I’m probably still in my PJs, hopefully playing a new game I got as a gift from my husband after dropping heavy hints since my birthday about what I wanted next. *cough Hellblade cough*
My in-laws are probably about to hit the road to get home to NY, taking my stepkid with them so he can reluctantly spend some time with his mom who makes him feel, quote “trapped.” Aw yes, the pitfalls of having a shitty parent who you still have forced visitation with. The true meaning of Christmas… wait…
On a happier note, come Friday I will have officially started my three weeks of vacation that I’ve been saving all year. And Omigod, I need this break so bad. I’m going to be reading and reading and playing games and reading and rotating a nearly endless supply of jogging pants for the next 19 days.
You can expect a lot of scheduled posts that I wrote the week before Christmas. But I’ll come in fresh for any reviews I have. To be honest, using the schedule feature is probably what I should be doing since starting this blog. Maybe then you’d have more of my salty AF reviews and ranty writings to read.
With that in mind, this post is dedicated to all my bookish resolutions for 2019.
The New Year is literally just around the corner and with that comes a lot of “new year, new me” bullshit posts about health and diet and being a better person. But not this one. Nope, not me. It’s going to be “new year, same me” for real. I just want to make a few tweaks to the bookish side of my life, but I promise to stay the same girl you grew to know in 2018.
It’s Take Two of his book tag! This time I’ve been nominated by the lovely Emily over at A Literary Life.
My original questions remain the same – What is the criteria for this? How am I versatile? I don’t feel versatile. Most Scorpios aren’t if you believe in that kind of gobbly-goop. Which I occasionally do when it’s hilarious and on the nose.
I can solemnly swear that I am consistently stubborn and extremely picky. And the only time me and the words “laid back” are in the same sentence is when it comes to my social views. Otherwise, watch out, because I am definitely a Crabby Patty.
With that said, I do love being tagged in things so I’ll take it!
Thank the person who gave you the award.
Include a link to their blog.
Select 7 blogs/bloggers that you’ve discovered recently or regularly follow.
Nominate those 7 bloggers for the Versatile Blogger Award.
Finally, tell the person who nominated you 7 things about yourself.
For the record, I distinctly remember having a very difficult time coming up with facts about myself the first time around. I don’t know why, but it turns out talking about myself can be a difficult task.
So, if you’re reading along and one or two of the facts happen to be things like “I have arms” or “I wear clothes to work,” just accept these answers and move on.
I’ll be accepting this award tag from Sam @ Fictionally Sam with relish. Thank you for thinking of me, Sam!
This might be my favourite “honour” so far because a large part of the joy I get from doing this blog is that I get to release the mouthy, witty bitch who is only known by those closest to me. Believe it or not, I’m actually a shy introvert who takes a very long time to open up in person.
But deep down, what you read on this blog, and the personality you hopefully pick up on in my words, is who I am.
There is something about writing that makes the truest part of me flow so easily. Getting to express that – to write and be myself at the same time – satisfies some serious self-care, self-expression that are needs essential to my mental health.
Hello, I am strictly here for internet validation.
I’m here because I love reading, I love writing, I love talking books and I love being creative. So, the fact that anyone reads what I’m doing here at all, I’m so flattered by. But that you would also think, “I like her, she’s entertaining,” is such a sweet extra, and I’m so grateful.
And now that I’ve written a bunch of shit that will make new readers think, “she’s actually not entertaining at all though?” On to the award!
I’m sure all of us booknerds are the same: We are asked for a wish list for the holidays – “What do you want for Christmas? Give me some ideas!” – and those ideas are just a long list of books.
Generally, people are too nervous to buy me books (at this point in my life, I’m fully aware people are legit scared of me but I’m really not that bad?) so, I just end up with a lot of gift cards. But that is totally fine with me! The more excuses I have to walk around a bookstore the better.
So, today I thought I’d share the books that are top of my list this holiday season.
It’s the most wonderful time of the year, booknerds!
And I mean that in the most inclusive way possible. There are 11 holidays celebrated this time of year by people of all different backgrounds. And that’s just what I know of. It is completely possible that there are more celebrations that I’m ignorant to.
It doesn’t matter what you celebrate this time of year, I want your holidays to be everything that you want them to be. I want you to wish people whatever lovely greeting you choose to and I want you to be happy and loved.
For me and my little family, we are celebrating Yule/Saturnalia. And I need my Yule to include some goddamn murder!
That’s right, I said it. With the stress of shopping and wrapping and getting the house in order for family and friends, I like to wind down at the end of the day with some dead bodies and a big mystery to unravel.
Nothing says “Christmas” like blood in the snow.
So if you’re anything like me, maybe you’re looking to build your TBR in December around some winter holiday themed crime fiction. And because I love you all so much, I’ve put together a list of what I think are your best bets to add to your pile.
Here’s my fucking list of the top holiday-theme books to quench your thirst for death this season!
Don’t go assuming the worst. It’s nothing earth-shattering. I’m not dying or anything like that.
But I do want to write this, just to say I feel so bummed that I haven’t been writing as much as I want to this month. And I’m not reading as much as I want to this month.
There are two things to blame for this.
One. It was my birthday recently and my husband got me Assassin’s Creed: Odyssey. Needless to say, I dove into it pretty hard with both feet and any moment I don’t have some responsibility to take care of, I’ve been playing that game instead of reading/writing.
On the bright side, I’ve been learning a lot about Greek history. And your girl is not usually the scholarly type when it comes to geography and history. Or math. Or science. Or really anything that requires too much of my left brain.
Take last night for instance. I said to my husband: “This quest says to go to Athens, but I don’t see Athens on the map. Is Athens a real place? Where is Athens? Is it a country? Or the whole continent?” And my husband nearly choked on his cookie.
I take full responsibility for this current game addiction. Okay, maybe not full. Like, if you guys want to blame my husband for like 20% of this I wouldn’t argue. He did buy me the game after all.
Anyway, speaking of responsibilities, this is where issue Number Two comes in. It rained in my basement.
Y’all are either going to love me or hate me after this. I’m good with either one really because at least I’ll know you’re getting bomb-ass deals on books.
My story starts here: I re-did my basement and installed my brand new bookshelves. I finally got to pull out all my boxes of books that I’d had stored away since we moved into our new house two years ago.
But, as I was looking at my beautiful new shelves and looking at all my old books, I realized I wanted to put only my most favourite, beautiful books on the shelves. I wanted to donate anything I’d already read and didn’t fall in love with. I wanted to get rid of the things I knew I’d never read because my TBR had grown so much in the last couple of years.
Heads up, nerds! I’m running a giveaway through my #bookstagram account: @thefuckingtwist and I don’t want any of my lovely book friends to miss out!
You might be asking yourself why I’m doing this? What’s the occasion?
I know most accounts do giveaways to celebrate follower count, but I’m honestly not at all concerned with that number. I’m so happy with the support and readership I have, and the bookish connections I’ve made, that even if only 5 people interacted with me, I’d be thrilled and consider this a success.
It’s all about the book love, bitches!
I decided to do this giveaway because it’s my birthday on Thursday and the holiday season (whatever holiday you observe) is officially underway which always makes my Grinch-y sized heart grow 3 times it’s size. Hell, maybe my reviews will even get nicer?! Probably not. Even still, this is a holiday-themed giveaway to celebrate all those good things!
If you don’t follow me on Insta, first get your shit together. Second, come on by and put your name in for my giveaway.
I am only doing this again because Grey @ Use Your Words gave me a bonus nomination from my nomination of her. “You’re my boy, blue!”
How can I resist an opportunity to run my mouth, maybe talk some shit and avoid doing my actual job this morning? I can’t! I have almost zero self-control! It’s why I’ve started and stopped diets like a million times this year! ZERO SELF-CONTROL. So, let’s take advantage of this terrible personality trait!
Sidenote: If you’re not following Grey’s blog or Insta, you are missing out. Thoughtful reviews, personal commiserating and beautiful pictures. Get your head out of your ass and 👏check👏 her👏 out👏
So, I know I usually try to do a Music Monday that is inspired by whatever book I’m currently reading (Pretty Ugly Lies and The Breakdown, btw,) but with the U.S. Midterms looming tomorrow, I can’t seem to focus on anything else but that. I’m serious. It’s an addiction. I’ll need to be sedated tomorrow.
I am literally at work right now with all-day news coming through my earbuds. My husband complained over the weekend that all I ever had on was the news so he wasn’t going to be hanging out with me until the midterms were over.
AND I’M CANADIAN.
You might ask yourself, why, as a Canadian don’t I mind my fucking business and focus on my own country? Good question, rude way of asking it though. But, I’ll tell you.
First, I am married to an American. I have American stepkids and in-laws. And though my little family immigrated to Canada and now live under the soft curls of Trudeau’s perfect hair and Sunny Ways with me, they are still American and they still care deeply about their home country (my husband mailed in his absentee ballot last month, voting a straight blue ticket in his NY county that is usually red.) By default, this means I care too. It’s my husband’s country! Helllooooo.