Sending Thoughts to the People of Newtown, Connecticut

Today, for sale I was going to work on several blog posts: a Book of the Week post, price a midseaon finale post on The Vampire Diaries and Arrow, buy more about and a review of The Hobbit, which I saw last night.

I was on a high, extremely happy. I had a good night with my friends last night, eating good food and seeing The Hobbit at midnight.

I woke up to an absolute tragedy, a shooting at a Connecticut elementary school, where it is believed that 27 are dead, 18 of them children.

This is only days after a shooting in an Oregon mall and it is only a couple days after gunmen ran for cover at my boyfriend’s college campus.

I keep spontaneously crying. I’m not a mom, I don’t have children. I have friends with children. I have cousins who are children. I have children in my life whom I love.

I know the world isn’t perfect, I know that we are constantly battling so many bad things. And I try to stay optimistic, I try to believe that are good people out there and there are good things out there, because I know good people and I have seen good things.

But today, my heart is just breaking. 18 children. 18 children who went to school today, not knowing. 18 children who were probably getting super excited for Christmas.

Why do I feel like every time I go to a midnight premiere, a tragedy occurs the next day. I saw The Dark Knight Rises, and then the Colorado shooting happened. Its horrible.

Let us hope that this event has finally given our government the push to do something about gun control. Because, I’m tired of watching people die, for no reason, because of the acts of horrible, horrible people. I’m tired of feeling afraid…to go to school, to go to the movies, to walk outside my front door. And I would never want to be afraid to send my children to school.

So today, I will have a written moment of silence. No blog posts today (obviously, besides this one). Today, I put aside all the things I write about and today, we send good thoughts, positive thoughts and prayers (if you are religious) to all the people of Newtown, Connecticut, especially those who have lost someone. The entire country is with you right now.

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YA Literature: To Be or Not to Be

Today, symptoms I took my final examination for my children’s literature class. I know, I’m really sad about it. I am definitely going to miss this class. Its crazy how I took this class on a whim and it has been one of my favorite clases that I’ve ever taken.

But anyway, one of the questions on the final was to discuss the two different views on using young adult literature in the high school curriculum. Which got me thinking of course.

I know, more posts about young adult literature. Its something that I feel passionately about. I read a ton of young adult literature and I honestly do think that the high school curriculum could be improved by integrating contemporary young adult fiction.

I mean, don’t get me wrong: there are books in high school that I enjoyed and definitely should be read: The Joy Luck Club, To Kill a Mockingbird, The Great Gatsby, Brave New World, etc. There are a lot that I didn’t enjoy as well like Of Mice and Men (or anything John Steinbeck to be quite honest…can’t believe I share a birthday with that guy…), The Scarlet Letter…and Shakespeare. Oh god Shakespeare. No offense, Will, I understand what you did for the English language and writing and all that but no thanks.

Those books just didn’t make an impact on me at all. I didn’t learn anything and I didn’t gain anything.

Those who are against using young adult lit in schools fear that it is lowering the bar on literature standards. Young adult lit is often times used with remedial readers to help them understand themes and ideas and things like that. However, they are afraid of dumbing things down for the more sophisticated readers.

And I personally disagree with it. I feel as if these critics think we are going to be introducing books like Twilight and Hush, Hush or Gossip Girls and books of that kind of caliber. Now, I’m not hating on those books or anything; they are enjoyed by many people and they can be entertaining or whatnot but they are not of academic caliber. No way. I mean, I ADORE Cassandra Clare but I wouldn’t bring her books into the classroom, most likely. Unless I had an entire classroom of girls…anyway. These are the kinds of books that I believe critics are thinking of.

But think about this: we are in a golden age of young adult literature. Yes there is bad stuff, but there is bad stuff in regular literature as well. And there is so much GOOD young adult literature out there. Have you read John Green? Meg Cabot? Sarah Dessen? Tamora Pierce? Rick Riordan? Suzanne Collins? Libba Bray? Cinda Williams Chima? Stephen Chobsky? Deb Caletti? Morgan Matson? Kristin Cashore? Douglas Adam? I mean, I could go on and on and on. These books are written for adolescents in the voice of adolescents. These books are funny and engaging and entertaining and contemporary. They tell you great stories that are easy to understand and fun to read.

But these books aren’t superficial and just for entertainment. They touch on real issues: death, suicide, rape, abuse, relationships, sex, abandonment, family issues, friendships, coping, losing their virginity, peer pressure, drugs, alcohol and more and more and more. And all of these issues and themes…are they not themes that we see in the classics that we already read?

And whether or not the classics should be read or not is not the point. The point is, its hard enough to read the classics when you’re an advanced or competent reader. Imagine how hard it is for a remedial reader, which a lot of kids in high school are. The classics are hard to understand; the language is different and difficult, the issues are outdated (although, not always), etc. In contemporary youg adult fiction, we can have some of the same situations, issues or themes but in a world that these kids can understand. In contemporary YA fiction, we can garner some interest in reading and perhaps start discussions.

Okay, and let’s face it. Kids and teenagers are reading more and more nowadays and what are they reading? Three words: Young. Adult. Literature. They’re already doing it. Go out and look, pay attention. Kids are gobbling up these books because there are so MANY CHOICES. Kids are going nuts for John Green and Suzanne Collins and all those authors. So if they’re already reading it, shouldn’t we try and get something out of it besides just the pleasure of reading the book? Turn it into a dicussion the way you would discuss something in The Great Gatsby or Hamlet. Kids can still exercise their minds, tackle complex ideas and formulate new opinions…but in a way that they can relate to.

Honest, I love young adult fiction; its what I most read. You guys obviously know this by reading my blog…and you may have noticed it from my Stop Picking On YA! post a few weeks back. I am a firm believer in it. I feel like it can accomplish so much.

One, it can get kids to read. I’ve seen it happen! I’ve seen kids pick up Harry Potter or Percy Jackson or Hunger Games or John Green or whatever and they start to read…they keep reading. Kids who didn’t use to read, kids who never enjoyed it or had a desire to read…they’re suddenly reading! Who cares what they are reading? They’re reading and even if what they’re reading isn’t the most fantastically written stuff, they are still getting something out of it…and it often leads them to better written books. They are improving their reading and comprehension skills…which is wonderful because these are SO essential to being successful in your education.

Two, I feel like we can learn a lot from it. Any success I’ve had in my reading, or comprehension or even my writing skills have come from my nonstop reading. People tell you all the time: READ, READ, READ. Reading gives you better knowledge, better skills…so much. And there is so much good young adult fiction out there. Instead of using the same novels over and over again with limited success, we should try something new! Let’s discuss the theme of death, but instead of Hamlet or The Scarlet Letter, lets use The Fault in Our Stars or Hunger Games or Harry Potter. We can learn so much and accomplish so much more if we adjust to for the times.

Third, and last, the classics weren’t always accepted. I mean, a good share of them were but not always. And they had to go through all kinds of scrutiny and process to get into the high school curriculum. I mean, look at The Outsiders. That was one of the first real young adult novels and most kids read it in late middle school/early high school. And there is still controversy, so to speak, about the books that are already learned in school. There always will be. No one is ever going to completely agree…but I’d hope that we could agree on the advancement of our education…because come on, there a ton of kids out there that still lack basic reading comprehension and understanding of themes and such.

I know some of you may get tired of me defending young adult literature, or talking about young adult literature…and honestly, if that’s the way you feel, maybe this blog isn’t really meant for you. Like I said before, its something that I feel passionately about. I was lucky enough to have a natural love for reading…I’ve ALWAYS loved it and I’ve always had the ability to understand it and take away from it. Not everyone has that. And everyone should. Reading has benefitted me in so many ways: in my life, in my morals and views, in my education, in my relationships with people and on and on and on. I feel like everyone should have the chance to enjoy reading.

In the words of my queen, J.K. Rowling, “If you don’t like to read, you haven’t found the right book.”

The books we’re using now? They aren’t working. They just aren’t. I think its about time that we start finding more options and more books…finding those right books for every kid out there. Maybe its Great Gatsby…and maybe its Looking for Alaska. Either way, that’s my plan and that’s what I think.

What about you?

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Book of the Week: The Fault in Our Stars

Its been FOREVER since I’ve done a Book of the Week post. Its been so long that I cannot even remember what book I did for Book of the Week.

I’m also doing Book of the Week on a Monday instead of a Friday.

The best part? This Book of the Week is COMPLETELY spoiler free!!!

Mostly that’s because I had my very last children’s lit class today. Wednesday I’ll take my final and it’ll be done and over with.

And I’m actually really, order really sad about it. I took it as sort of an extra units, erectile sounds like fun kind of deal. I ended up loving it and I guess its no real surprise that I did. We spent the entire semester talking about folk and fairy tales (which I love, especially when you compare them to updates like Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister and Once Upon a Time), children’s books and young adult literature (we all know how I feel about YA).

So today was the last official day of class and I was feeling a bit bittersweet about it. The best part of the last day of one of the best classes I have ever taken was that we talked about the controversies of young adult literature in the classroom and we watched the video of John Green reading the first chapter of his 2012 novel, The Fault in Our Stars. This book has gotten incredibly recognition, not only as a young adult novel but as a novel in general. I urge you to watch the video below; its long, about thirty minutes but its the first full chapter and it sucks you in.

which brings us to this week’s extremely late but totally needed Book of the Week:

The Fault in Our Stars by John Green

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What can I say about the Fault in Our Stars? Anything that I say is not going to be enough to describe this book. I guess I’ll try anyway because that is what I do. I write. Now I’ve already read this book before. Because we discussed it in class today, I just had to read it again. It was calling ot me.

I sobbed again. Damn you, John Green, and your abilities to make the waterworks come!

The Fault in Our Stars tells the story of Hazel, a sixteen year old girl who is battling cancer…except that she isn’t really battling cancer. She’s going to die, there’s no doubt about it, and the question is only when. She stays at home with her mom and her dad, reading and watching a ton of crappy TV, only going to support group because her mom makes her.

It’s at her support group that she meets Augustus Waters, a cancer survivor, and his friend Isaac, always part of the “club”. And Augustus grabs you, pulls you in, and pulls Hazel along with him. Suddenly, she’s out of bed and with him, watching movies and playing video games and getting so wrapped up in what is going on. He makes her forget that she has to lug around an oxygen tank or that he has an artificial leg or that Isaac has surgery that makes him blind. They do what every teenager, every young adult, every adult wishes for: they fall in love. A real love. So real that Augustus gives up his cancer Wish to go take Hazel to Amsterdam to meet her favorite author of all time.

The Good or The Bad:

I don’t even know why I wrote “or The Bad” up there. There is LITERALLY nothing bad about this book. Nothing. Now I do not have cancer, nor have I ever been sick enough to even comprehend what Hazel or Augustus or Isaac go through. But I have been sixteen…and I’m a girl…and I have been in love. And this is enough to make anyone love this book. If you even have a freakin heart, you’d love this book.

First off, there’s Hazel herself. The way that she handles her cancer is unbelievable. I mean, she’s not a saint and she’s scared and every time she has a hard time breathing, she gets scared. But she handles it. She overcompensates with humor and throws herself into good books and poetry and crappy television and Augustus. I don’t think you could’ve told the story from anyone else’s voice except hers. She sees such beauty and life in Augustus and he sees so much of it in her, and you discover it the same way she does, in the way only a sixteen year old girl would.

And the conversations they have! The way they talk about the world or their cancers or books or whatever. Its incredible. I’m not a strong person. Sometimes I like to think I am but in the face of something like cancer, I don’t know that I could be like them. I dont know that I would be able to compensate with humor and cancer puns. I think I’d crawl under my blanket and shut out the world. Which is essentially what Hazel does until she meets Augustus.

And Augustus is amazing. The way he head over heels falls in love with Hazel, and does so much for her. He brings her out of her shell. They deal with their cancers together, and they talk about death and love and they talk about this book. How many teenagers understand books the way Hazel and Augustus do, and talk about them like they do, and are changed by books like they are? I am, I was and this is so much a part of why I love them. Augustus is so sincere in his compliments and his beliefs. He spouts of these tangents on life and his beliefs and not for one moment does he sound pretentious. He gives up his Wish (you know, from Make a Wish foundation) so that he and Hazel can go and meet their favorite author. He LOVES her. She LOVES him. And despite the fact that they’re teenagers, its one of the most believable loves I’ve read in a book.

Because they are so believable. Sometimes I feel like young adult literature lacks real, relatable young adult characters. I need emotion. I need anger and happiness. I need some serious bipolarness. I need a character that both handles and doesn’t handle what life hands me. Hazel, August, Isaac: they are all afraid, they all cry and they all deal with their cancers in different ways. But they’re all strong too, they’re all there for each other.

I won’t go much farther than this. I don’t want to ruin this book for anyone who has not had the chance to read it yet. Everyone should read this book. The more I read young adult literature, good young adult literature, the more I remember that its not just meant for young adults. This book keeps you addicted the entire time and ends in such a horrible, heartbreaking way. And I reread it again tonight and let myself have my heartbroken again.

Damn you, John Green, damn you and your amazing, amazing writing.

The Fault in Our Stars was chosen as Time Magazine’s Best Book of the Year for the year 2012. Not best young adult book, best BOOK. And it definitely deserves that title. Hands down, its the winner, despite the other amazing books that came out this year.

Click the link above to purchase it. You won’t be disappointed.

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Love and the Love Triangle.

Today, buy information pills I’m here to talk to you about love. Yes, visit this site love. I’m talking kisses and hugs, and forever, and all that stuff. Love. True Love.

Now, I’m not going to sit here and claim that I know everything about love, because I definitely do not. I love my boyfriend sooooo much and we have been together for nearly five years. But we learn every day how to make our relationship work and how to make it better. And it’s not easy, but it is most definitely worth it. I will never know 100% about love…or even a 100% about my boyfriend…but that’s the best part, it keeps things new and, like I said, its completely worth it.

But I will say one thing.

True love? Yeah, it doesn’t exist.

Did I break your heart with that one? I hope not. Here’s what I’m saying: I don’t believe in that one true love. I love my boyfriend incredibly much, and one day in the near-ish future, we’re going to get married and its going to be great. But he’s not the only guy I’ve ever had in my life. And let’s get this straight: he’s not perfect. He’s perfect for me, but in no way, is he perfect. And that’s okay. Because neither am I. I am DEFINITELY not perfect.

But I think people tend to get this idea in their heads…and I mean mostly girls. They get this idea in their head of perfect boys, who open doors and talk on the phone all night and go to the store and buy tampons for them and so on and so forth. They expect to find this PERFECT speciman of man and when they don’t, they’re so angry and they say things like “waiting for prince charming” and they pine after fictional characters.

Believe me, I know. I used to be one of those girls. And being like that…it just leads you to disappointment.

You’re probably wondering why I’m on this rant. Its because of this extremely popular trend that has been going on in young literature, one that has been driving me insane…and it’s called the love triangle.

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I am so tired of Team So-and-So. I used to be into that stuff. I still am for the most part. Sure, I wanted Jace over Simon in the Mortal Instruments. Sure, I want Will over Jem in the Infernal Devices. Sure, I wanted Peeta over Gale in Hunger Games. Sure, sure, sure.

But that’s not WHY I read the books. I read the books because Clary is a badass who invents runes and throws herself into every fight even if she’s not prepared for it. I read because Tessa is being chased by a man who keeps creating automatons and she doesn’t even know what she is: a warlock, a Shadowhunter or what. I read Hunger Games because Katniss is a badass with a bow, and she survives the Hunger Games…twice!

But I feel like a lot more of the girlies out there care about those stories. And it drives me crazy. Because now, if I pick up a book and it starts to involve a love triangle, I’m done. I’m over it. Before, I could handle it. Now, it seems like its a necessary element of young adult literature. You can’t write a young adult book without having the opportunity for Team So-and-So and its annoying!

Because, there is just so much more to a story than two guys pining after a girl, especially when the girl is being all whiny , “I can’t choose.” God, shut up. There’s shit going down and all you can think about is what boy to choose. Maybe you should either choose one and get over it already or let the boys do their job, like demon hunting or whatever, and stop distracting them.

The fact is, this literary “element” (and I put that in quotes because seriously, its a plot device that gets so damn old) is old and tiring but girls (and some boys) continue to fall all over it. Over and over and over and over again.

And then there’s my other problem with love in young adult fiction. It creates unbelievable expectations for what a boyfriend should be like, or what a relationship should be like.

Take example from pictures like this:

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I mean, Jace Wayland is hot, especially when using those blades to kill people and stuff but I love my boyfriend wayyy more

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Sure, except they aren’t real…

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Of course they are. They aren’t real.

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You need to lower your impossible standards because…guess what? They aren’t real.

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Now, don’t get me wrong. Most of you have read my post on my favorite, hottest fictional guys. There are characters that make my blood boil, that I get all hot and bothered for, that say wonderful things that make me sigh.

But they aren’t real! If Jace Wayland existed, I would alternately be extremely attracted to his sexiness and badass Shadowhunter skills and annoyed at how extremely emo and dramatic he is. I would want to punch Peeta in the face, telling him to just have some balls and stand up to me already. I would be annoyed at the Doctor’s inability to understand humanity, because he doesn’t always understand. I would be annoyed at the things they said.

And I know that real love…it’s not like the love that’s in books. You’re not going to have those perfect relationships where its true love and its going to last forever, no matter how impossible it is, no matter the crazy, insane circumstances. You can find love, and it’ll be great, but it’s not fairy tale and it takes work.

Being with Jon taught me that. I was waiting for a fictional boy but I got a real one. And I’ll tell you what? It’s sooooo much better.

And I just feel like girls are holding out for something that doesn’t exist. Girls see faults in boys and either don’t go for them or dump them. And that’s extremely unfair. I mean, I’m not saying stay with a boy if he cheats on you or treats you badly…but we have to accept the imperfections of people.

So I don’t know, I’m over the constant love triangle, the constant need for romance to be the key point in novels. Most of the books I read do have romance in it, but it’s not the whole point and it seems like more and more, that is the point. I get tired of reading books and loving it and then a love triangle gets thrown in and I want to throw the book across the room. (I’m looking at you, Lauren Oliver, you were fine until you introduced the love triangle in Pandemonium).

I’m going all over the place with this post. The point is, the love triangle is getting old. Tragic, over-the-top, ridiculous, unrealistic love doesn’t exist. Edward Cullen, Jacob Black, Jace Wayland, Will Herondale, Simon Lewis, Jem Carstairs, the Salvatore brothers, Tobias, Peeta Mellark, Gale Hawthorne, Finnick Odair, and so on…they aren’t real. They’ll never be real and there isn’t one guy in this world that are like them because they aren’t real.

Boys make mistakes. They say stupid things and they sometimes don’t call and they play too much video games or ignore you in favor of their friends. They forget your birthday or your anniversary. They drive too fast or they drive too slow, they have horrible taste in music. They don’t always say the sweetest, most romantic things. They don’t love you right away. They are imperfect. But so are you, and when you find someone to love, you find someone who puts up with all your imperfections like you put up with theirs.

And I’m hoping that things get better. As much as I enjoy a good love story, I’m hoping we get more books like The Demon King by Cinda Williams Chima, or the Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus series or the Tortall books. All of these books have romance…but they aren’t qualified as romance and they’re amazing. They should be our best young adult literature.

Because I’m really tired of the negative views toward young adult literature.

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My Nerd Christmas Wish List

So I know I’m nearly twenty-five years old and I’m just a little bit too old for Santa Claus and Christmas lists.

But that doesn’t really stop me from thinking of the really cool things I’d like for Christmas.

So I made a short list of the things I’d like for Christmas. All nerdy, find of course. I am putting the prices on them, ampoule not because I’m telling you to buy them for me…because that’s crazy! I’m doing it because I know that a lot of you would like the same things I do and I’m helping you all out :) Click on any of the titles and it’ll take you to the Amazon page.

Indiana Jones: The Complete Adventure

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All four movies in one box set and on Blu-Ray sounds pretty awesome to me. I deplore the fact that Crystal Skull has to be in there but eh. The other three are so good that its oka. There don’t seem to be a ton fo extras in this set but its all of them in one convenient set, and its the only blu-ray available and that’s pretty awesome.

Amazon Price: Normally 60 dollars, but on sale for 40 right now!!!

Game of Thrones: Seasons One and Two

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I borrowed season one from a friend of mine and I loved the show right away. I wasn’t really able to get into the books but the show is great, pure fantasy…and lots of sex. Not that that is a reason for me to watch it haha but it adds flavor to an already cool show. I haven’t watched the second season, which is why both are on my Christmas wish list. I need to catch up for the third season and I’d really like to add these epic seasons to my growing collection of TV and movies.

Amazon Price: Season One varies, Season Two is 50 dollars

Wonderbook with the Playstation Move Bundle

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Here’s the thing: I’m not really dying to have this. I never really liked the Wii or the Kinect and I wasn’t jumping up and down for the PlayStation Move. I don’t really need it. However, they came out with the Wonderbook which pairs with Pottermore, J.K. Rowling’s interactive Harry Potter site, so you can keep your own House and wand. You get to experience what its like to be a witch or wizard in http://www.amazon.com/Knight-Trilogy-Batman-Begins-Blu-ray/dp/B009JBZH54 at Hogwarts. JKR said its the closest thing a muggle can have to an actual spellbook. Plus it includes all new content from JKR herself. Not. Fair.

Amazon Price: around 100 dollars.

The Dark Knight Trilogy 

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I’m not the biggest Batman fan in the world (that title could possibly belong to my best friend’s fiance) so this simple box set is perfect for me. It includes all three movies (which are super badass) and some bonus features. Christian Bale makes an awesome (and sexy, sexy, sexy) Batman and the stories are all great. Christopher Nolan is a Batman god. Definitely something I want in my collection. Especially because of its awesome, awesome price.

Amazon Price: 29 dollars

Once Upon a Time: Season One

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This is definitely one of my favorite shows. From the very first episode, I was captivated and drawn in. The alternate fairy tales are awesome, especially kickass Snow White who saves Prince Charming as much as he saves her. The season comes with a bonus features and I just have to have this for my collection. I know, this is on Netflix but there’s just something better about actually owning a season of your favorite show to pop into the dvd player whenever you so want.

Amazon Price: 45 dollars

WonderCon Tickets/Anime Expo Tickets

I love going to conventions. Its one of my favorite things to do as a nerd. Unfortunately, conventions are not cheap. Between tickets, parking, cosplays, food and all the amazing things you can buy there, your wallet starts to feel a little empty. So having tickets to these conventions bought as a gift would be pretty cool. Anime Expo tickets are available now and are pretty cheap when compared to other conventions: 40 dollars a day, or 55 dollars for all four days (at least until January 1st, when the price goes up). WonderCon tickets aren’t quite on sale yet but should be on sale soon, considering it hits Anaheim in late March.

The Heir Chronicles Box Set

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I am on a serious Cinda Williams Chima binge right now. She is so incredibly talented and I literally consumed her Seven Realms series. Pure, awesome fantasy. I became addicted fairly quickly. The Heir Chronicles is her other series, fantasy but set in the modern world, unlike the pure fantasy of the Seven Realms. However, Chima is such a good read that I have no doubt that that series will rock just as much.

Amazon Price: 15 dollars

Harry Potter: Page to Screen: The Complete Collection

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If only, right? 600 dollars easily spent. Not. More proof of sucking money out of dedicated, addicted, ready and willing Harry Potter fans. Its 600 dollars! that’s ridiculous. Sadly, this does not stop me from wanting it. It has several books, telling the story of the ten years of film making magic to create the 8 movies we love so much and it even has a prop replica book of the Monster Book of Monsters. It looks cool as hell. It has all these never-before-seen pictures and never-before-known information all about the making of the movies. Its a Harry Potter nerd’s wet dream. Did I mention its 600 dollars? Doesn’t stop a girl from watching though…

Amazon Price: 600 dollars

Harry Potter Ultimate Editions: Prisoner of Azkaban, Goblet of Fire, Order of the Phoenix, Half Blood Prince, Deathly Hallows Parts 1 and 2

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No, I do not want the extensive HP wizard colletion. Its 350 dollars, and I have some beef with it. One, all the digital copies for the movie are Ultraviolet. Take it from me, Ultraviolet sucks. Its super lame and you need an account to watch your digital copy and I just want to watch it on my laptop without any hassle. Two, the only extended editions available are the first two movies. Lame. So I want all the Ultimate Editions of the movies instead. I already have the first two, so I need 3 to 7. I like the cases they come in better and the special features and the books and so on. Forget the huge collection.

Amazon Price: around 40 dollars

Doctor Who: Limited Edition Gift Set

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All six seasons on DVD, plus the specials plus three documentaries plus the 11th Doctor’s sonic screwdriver. It was 175 dollars on amazon (which is an amazing deal) but it sold out fast and is now sold by outside vendors for about 350 dollars. However, I have seen it at Best Buy for about 180. The fact is, its Doctor Who in one wickedly great box set-all six seasons. I don’t care that they’re all on Netflix…I want them for myself. And it has the specials and a sonic screwdriver. If you can pick it up at Best Buy for the cheaper price, its an incredible deal, you can’t get any better than that!

So that’s it. That’s my nerdy Christmas list and it would be really cool to see any of those under the Christmas tree.

But the things I want the most for Christmas: some good grades this semester, good times with my family, relaxation, a wonderful time with my boyfriend and yummy, yummy food. Oh, and to not get sick on Christmas. I always seem to do that.

I mean, what else could I want?

What about you guys? What are you hoping the good ol Saint Nick brings you for Christmas? Or what you’ll get for Hanukkah or Kwanzaa or what ever other holiday you may celebrate in the month of December?

As always, let me know in the comments :)

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Sneak Peek of A Little Less Than Famous

Some of you know what A Little Less than Famous is. Some of you don’t.

So to be quick, mind I’ll tell you this: its my second full novel. My first one is called Another Chance for Summer, which is available as an ebook for Kindle and Nook. If you click above in the novels section, you will able to purchase it and love it. Several people have read it already and have enjoyed it so I’m sure you will too.

A Little Less than Famous is my second young adult novel. I had originally planned on the release date for Kindle and Nook for this Friday, the 7th. Unfortunately, I had to postpone it until January 10th. I was editing it, getting it ready for publication and I realized I was in over my head. I self-edited Another Chance for Summer and it was hard work, and I still notice things that I should’ve changed or grammar mistakes that drive me insane. This time around, I wanted it to be the best that I could possibly make it because I’m extremely proud and attached to this story and I want everyone to love it like I do.

So I got some help this time around. I asked for some assistance from a friend of mine and she’s been doing an AMAZING job helping me to edit it. We’re both in college though, with jobs, so we’re busy and it’s been slow going on the editing front and I had to postpone the release for the book.

However, I had a good amount of people that were looking forward to reading this book and I feel pretty bad. I know that when my favorite authors postpone the release of their new books, I feel pretty let down. So as a nice little thing for those who are looking forward to the book and something for those who have no idea about any of it, I’m sharing a part of my future book with all of you. I hope you like it.

A Little Less Than Famous: Brief Synopsis: 

McKinley Evans doesn’t fall in love and she doesn’t do relationships. She has rules and she’s in it for the fun and, let’s face it, the sex. I mean, she’s not completely heartless, of course. She has a good family, even though her mom ditched her in a diner when she was five years old and good friends. Then she meets Jake Kennedy, THE Jake Kennedy that woman all over the world pine for every Thursday night on the hit show Crime Scene. And of course, Jake doesn’t follow any rule in McKinley’s book and before she knows it, she’s gotten herself pretty wrapped up in the celebrity world. It doesn’t take long for her to want to stay in that world…but is it the glitz and the glam or is it Jake Kennedy himself?

Sneak Peek of A Little Less than Famous:

We met up at a Starbucks. Jake showed up incredibly incognito, basketball shorts and a t-shirt, sunglasses on. He kept his head down while he ordered coffee. I watched from my seat by the window, as he dumped a ton of creamer into his coffee, two and a half packets of Splenda and then made his way over to me. I couldn’t help but notice a few heads turning as he walked by. It might have been because he had sunglasses on inside, but that probably wasn’t it. The guy was gorgeous. He had that super dark hair falling into his face, in that perfect styled way, perfect blue eyes (though you couldn’t see them now). He obviously worked out; he had to look fit to play a badass cop on television. But it was more than that. It was the way he carried himself, so sure and confident, making his way through the room like he owned it.

            He came and stood next to me for a moment, a small smile curling up on his lips. God, those stupid lips. “So is there room for me?”

            I looked at the fairly big loveseat that I was sitting on. I was taking up most of the room, though there was definitely room for two. I pointed to the armchair directly across from me. “Right there.”

            He shrugged, good naturedly, like he didn’t care either way.

            “So, why did you meet up with my anyway?” Jake said, glancing around the café. “You seemed pretty pissed the other night.”

            “I wasn’t pissed,” I said, rolling my eyes. “I was tired.”

            “Yeah, tired wasn’t exactly the emotion I was getting from you after that kiss.”

            I held my hand up. “Uh, no. No kiss. No talk of the kiss.”

            “Fine, fine,” Jake said, sounding bored. “Its easily forgettable.”

            I rolled my eyes, ignoring the stab. Especially since I knew, as much as he did, that it had been a great kiss. “How bout you? Why are you hanging out with me? Besides the obvious.”

            “Oh, the obvious? What could you mean by that?” Jake said, mockingly, a grin on his face.

            “You are ridiculous,” I answered, shaking my head.

His nonchalance, his acting as if he didn’t care where this was going was driving me insane. A few days ago, he’d acted like someone trying very hard to make an impression on me. Now, he seemed to be acting more like a person who wanted to get in my pants, who wanted to get in the pants of all the girls he met.

            “How many girls have you slept with?” I blurted out before I could think of what I was saying. I immediately took a sip of coffee, trying to cover up my ridiculous word vomit.  

            Jake paused before taking a swig from his own drink and looked over at me. I wish I could see his eyes; it was so hard to read what he was thinking or feeling. “Do you really want me to answer that question?”

            “I don’t know,” I said, coyly, raising my eyebrows at him. “Do I?”

            “And what about you, McKinley?” He took his sunglasses off and I suddenly wished he hadn’t. There was something about those stupid blue eyes. “What’s your number?”

            I laughed, looking away from him. “Oh, we are so not going there.”

            “All right,” Jake said, laughing a little himself. “I bet you have a little notebook with allll the list of guys in there.”

            “I don’t have a list,” I said, avoiding the plural assumption. The fact was, he wasn’t far from the truth.

            “I’m sure,” Jake smirked. “I’m sure you could get any guy in the room.”

            “Maybe,” I answered, gripping my cup tighter in my hands. I was good at playing games; I was the master at playing games. I had become an expert on the give and the take. I knew how to enter a room, and I knew how to exit the room, either with someone or without someone. I knew what to say, what to wear, what to do and who to do. I knew how to be in control and I thrived when I was in control. I wasn’t used to someone using a game back at me. “And what about you, Jake? You’re so famous, I bet all the girls just line up for a shot to be on your bed.”

            “You’re not wrong,” he said, his eyes meeting mine, a playful smirk on his face.

            “And you are damn cocky,” I shot back.

            “It comes with the business,” he shrugged, leaning back in the chair, his long legs stretched out in front of him. I looked away, avoiding looking at his stomach or arms or anything. I noticed the barista behind the counter eyeing Jake. Now that he had taken his sunglasses off, he was way more obvious. Los Angeles was known for being a little more celebrity friendly, but this was Brea, and this was Orange County. People were a little more star struck.

            “Prove it,” I said, turning back to Jake. I nodded my head in the direction of the groupie, who was looking way too excited behind the counter. “You have a nice, probably barely legal girl over there who looks eager.”

            Jake didn’t even look in her direction. “I don’t have to go over there.”

            “Oh?”

            “She’ll come to me,” Jake said, and I felt a stab of annoyance at his cockiness. I wondered for a moment if I saw myself a little bit in it. I had noticed the guy in the corner with the laptop as soon as I walked in, mostly because I knew he had noticed me. I shook away those thoughts. I wasn’t Jake. If I wanted something from that guy, I would go up to him. I wouldn’t do what Jake was doing now, waiting for that girl.

            “Hi, you’re Jake Kennedy, right?”

            I don’t know why I was surprised for even a moment that the girl had come over. I felt a larger stab of annoyance.

            Jake turned to her and smiled. “Maybe. And you are?”

            “Mackenzie,” the girl said, tossing her hair just so. Of course.

            Jake threw a glance my way, and this time, I could read all of the amusement. Mackenzie glanced my way, her excited look switching to disgust very quickly. “Ah. Mackenzie, this is my friend, McKinley.”

            I smiled thinly, looking over at Laptop Boy, who was looking more hopeful over the top of his computer. I felt a sudden desire to cross the room to join him. This was ridiculous. Why had I even texted him that stupid ‘yes’? Why had I even told him to prove it? Prove what?

            I turned back to Jake and Mackenzie. She had taken a seat on the armrest of Jake’s chair and her hand was resting on Jake’s very impressive bicep. Jake was grinning up at her, his fingers playing with the ends of her ponytail. He reached up and laid a palm on her thigh.

            That was enough for me. I stood up, smiling at both of them and started making my way over to Laptop Boy. Halfway there, I looked over my shoulder and saw Jake’s eyes following me, that stupid little smirk on his face. I turned back around, angry, focusing on my prey. I could get that kind of attention just as fast and just as easily.

            I was in big trouble. 

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I hope you all enjoyed this sneak peek of A Little Less than Famous. Please let me know what you think and definitely check the entire novel when it releases in January. I will definitely be posting again when it releases to remind you, and to share the direct links to the novel. Can’t wait for you all to read it!