on books and collages

The first six are over here.

#7

#8

Fell in love with the details of the room in this picture, so I just decided not to tear it up.

So pretty. ♥

These should be up on my wall in no time.

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Here be a pile of books I’ve read or cannot read anymore (hello, Eden Express, hello Sleepers).

Here be my TBR pile.

Done with Ender’s Game, now reading The Likeness and Landscapes.

Check out my cool bookmark (a gift from Almi, yay!):

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And on the writing front –

Copy-pasted all of my poems in a single file; will now open said file when I no longer feel like throwing up at the sight of it.

Bizaare. Last night I actually dreamt a workable opening scene for this short story that’s been bugging me for months. I’ll go back to fiction writing soon, soon.

ender’s game

…but never did we dream that thought could arise from the lonely animals who cannot dream each other’s dreams. How were we to know?

Ender’s Game

I have read Ender’s Shadow before this book. Shadow basically tells the same story, only from Bean’s perspective. And so I dove into this novel already knowing the great, tragic twist; I have working knowledge of the Battle School even before I cracked open this book. Remember, the enemy gate is down, says Ender Wiggin, and true, true. I know that. Really, there shouldn’t be a surprise.

And still the last few pages of Ender’s Game knocked the wind right out of me. Unbelievable emotional power. Unbelievable.