New books have arrived!
Inferno by Dan Brown
Super Sad True Love Story by Gary Shteyngart
The Undomestic Goddess by Sophie Kinsella
House of Night - Hidden by P.C. Cast
Winter of the World by Ken Follet
I maybe mildly obsessed with supernatural. And by mildly, I mean I stay awake at night watching episodes and I have vampire dark circles and I stalk them on Tumblr mildly.
My life goal is to wake up looking pretty.
I’ve started watching supernatural thanks to all the hype on Tumblr and now I’m so addicted, I finished 60 hours of it in one week. Which means, hello sleepless nights and dark circles.
Started with season 4 last night and I’m already on episode 8.
God help my obsession.
Jensen Ackles is ridiculously hot. I’ve never said this before but I think I might want to have babies with him.
Can’t wait to finish the remaining seasons as soon as I can. Which means I won’t be sleeping for the next few days.
"I think of the novelist as a houseguest. The poet is more someone who just appears."
I had no wish to fall in love. I had fallen enough, enough to scrape my knees and break my heart and enough to make it getting up a little more difficult each time.
I had no wish but what could I do. He looked at me this way. And my heart has never been my friend and it betrayed me yet again.
And I couldn’t help the nervous shivers down my spine, like electricity in my body.
I had no wish to fall in love but I guess I forgot to tell you that.
And now I have. I’ve fallen.
Read my new blog post here. “Write you a letter..” #poetry
The very same 26 letters being said in a million different ways. By a million different people. And yet to say it to bring out its beauty. A certain kind of grace in how it’s used. Because the letters are at everyone’s mercy. Isn’t that amazing? We have this equal chance, all of us, to create something out of it and yet we all find a different way to do it.
This rarity of being available to all and still being almost as if new.
I think this is what falling in love with words feel like. And oh, how I’ve fallen. And I don’t think I want to rise again.