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bookwyvrn · 1 year

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Whether I am incredibly excited with my new bookshelf. Made from massive oak. With loads of space for extra books. Because it can carry like a gazillion kgs.

UHH YESSSSS!!! 🎉🎉🎉

#new books #books #bookshelf #bookshelves #book case #my books #mine #i love reading #i read ya #colorful books #book photo #book pile #book nerd #book photography #booklr #bookstagram #booktok

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de-la-bibliotheque · 2 months

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'Can you see the sunset real good from the West Side?' She blinked, startled, the smiled. 'Real good.' 'You can see it good from the East Side, too.'

S.E. Hinton, The Outsiders

#se hinton #the outsiders #literature #book #quote #books #literature quote #lit quote #i read ya #sunset #greasers #socs

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bigdreamsandwildthings · 1 year

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Entering my book wall era 🥰

#booklr #book photography #book picture #shelfie #bookshelf #bookshelves #bookworm #bibliophile #ya fiction #ya fantasy #book community #book aesthetic #i read ya #book lover #book nerd #my photos #mine

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hollymbryan · 11 months

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Blog Tour Spotlight: THE LIBRARY OF BROKEN WORLDS by Alaya Dawn Johnson (w/ #giveaway)!

Welcome to Book-Keeping and my stop on the Rockstar Book Tours blog tour for The Library of Broken Worlds by Alaya Dawn Johnson! I’ve got all the book and author details, plus an excerpt, for you below; there’s also a giveaway so be sure to read to the end!

About the Book

title: The Library of Broken Worlds author: Alaya Dawn Johnson publisher: Scholastic Press release date: 6 June 2023

A girl matches wits with a war god in this kaleidoscopic, thought-provoking tale of oppression and the cost of peace, where stories hide within other stories, and narrative has the power to heal -- or to burn everything in its path -- from World Fantasy Award–winning author Alaya Dawn Johnson.

A girl and a god, alone in communion...

In the winding underground tunnels of the Library, the great peacekeeper of the three systems, a heinous secret lies buried -- and Freida is the only one who can uncover it. As the daughter of a Library god, Freida has spent her whole life exploring the Library's ever-changing tunnels and communing with the gods. Her unparalleled access makes her unique -- and dangerous.

When Freida meets Joshua, a Tierran boy desperate to save his people, and Nergüi, a disciple from a persecuted religious minority, Freida is compelled to help them. But in order to do so, she will have to venture deeper into the Library than she has ever known. There she will discover the atrocities of the past, the truth of her origins, and the impossibility of her future.

With the world at the brink of war, Freida embarks on a journey to fulfill her destiny, one that pits her against an ancient war god. Her mission is straightforward: Destroy the god before he can rain hellfire upon thousands of innocent lives -- if he doesn't destroy her first.

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About the Author

Alaya Dawn Johnson is an award-winning short story writer and the author of seven novels for adults and young adults. Her most recent novel for adults, Trouble the Saints, won the 2021 World Fantasy Award for best novel. Her debut short story collection, Reconstruction, was an Ignyte Award and a Hurston/Wright Legacy Award finalist. Her debut YA novel The Summer Prince was longlisted for the National Book Award for Young People's Literature, and the follow-up Love Is the Drug was awarded the Andre Norton Nebula Award. Her short stories have appeared in many magazines and anthologies, most notably the title story in The Memory Librarian, in collaboration with Janelle Monáe. She lives in Oaxaca, Mexico.

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Excerpt

By the time Samlin left me three weeks later, I felt like a blindfolded animal: confused, disoriented, ready to bite. I cried for days and sent him increasingly desperate messages until I realized he would never respond to me again. Nadi told me I’d forget about him, that everyone had to fall in love for the first time, that it would get better. I wanted to believe zir. But I was shivering, growing into ice, drifting into an empty sea. I didn’t know how to say what I was feeling. I hardly knew how to feel it.

Nadi had little time for me in those days. Ze was sequestered at a diplomatic round table with the Mahām leadership to address recent protests about their Treaty-condemned occupation of the Miuri moon. I didn’t push. The thought of telling Nadi precisely what had happened or not happened in that nanodrop made my guts twist like wet rope and my head fill with cotton. Better Iemaja, I decided. Better a god who barely understands the minutiae of human affairs and only speaks in communion.

I walked inside her because I had seen myself in Samlin’s deep eyes and hated that reflection. Freida the sweet. Freida the beautiful. Freida, once an excellent find but now inconvenient, twitchy, withdrawn, and desperate. I was beginning to see myself as they did, all those who stared and stared and saw nothing behind my eyes but a dark mirror. What was my heart, what were my bones, what were my constellations of synapses firing, lighting up my soul? Nadi insisted I was human, but even so, I had been left to freeze out in the ocean because no one thought I was worth any more. I was afraid, Nameren, so very afraid that they were right.

I had begun in Kohru, the artery of childhood and discovery and, in some ways, rebellion. But I was now in unknown capillaries. Some passages were so narrow that I had to get on my belly to pass through, the stone warm against my exposed skin. Sometimes the crystal would crack and water would bubble through the seams and I would slurp it down. It tasted of moonlight and copal and stillness. I told Iemaja that I loved her. The water then bubbled with her laughter and tasted of rose petals. It grew thick and slow with sugar. I lay in that soft, sticky womb for a while. The sweetness had been made to balance the salt of my tears. She is kind like that, Iemaja.

I told her about Samlin. I told her how helpless he had made me feel, not in my body, which he’d left untouched, but in my spirit. My tongue was heavy, as though it belonged to someone else. But still I spoke, until I reached the end.

About the Giveaway

One (1) lucky winner will receive a finished copy of The Library of Broken Worlds by Alaya Dawn Johnson! This one is US only and ends 19 June 2023. Enter via the Rafflecopter below, and good luck!

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About the Tour

Here’s this week’s schedule so you can follow along!

Week Two:

5/28/2023 - celiamcmaahonreads - IG Review 5/29/2023 - thealylifestyle - Review/IG Post 5/30/2023 - travelersguidetobooks - IG Review 5/31/2023 - Jaime_of_gryffindor - Review/IG Post 6/1/2023 - @get.outside.and.read - IG Post 6/2/2023 - Book-Keeping - Spotlight/IG Post **you are here! 6/3/2023 - More Books Please blog - Review/IG Post

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rainbow-0bsidian · 2 years

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Tonight I was feeling sad about how for so long — well into my 30s —I ADORED young adult fiction. It had been my favourite genre for some 20+ years, and then, suddenly (except not suddenly, now that I think about it) it wasn’t any more. I realised that I have been experiencing a different sort of ‘coming of age’ in my early 40s. A few years ago I discovered queer ya lit, then fanfiction, then NA, then romance and other ‘adult’ genres. Nearly everything I read was queer, queer, queer.

I uncovered my queerness, and through (and alongside) that process I later uncovered my neurospiciness as well.

I wonder if my attachment to YA coming of age stories was due to some deep-seeded knowing that despite being a many-yeared adult, I still had so much to learn about myself, the world and my place within it.

I wonder if my 40+ year old Learning — my unpicking of seams, my reshaping of ideas, my reinterpretation and discarding of rules, my unmasking of self — has contributed to my move away from YA lit. I am no longer subconsciously seeking alternate paths, and quite frankly I am slightly resentful that I lack the time-jumping capacity to learn these things about myself when all paths were laid out before me. I resent that Life and Culture and Comphet and Nurture blinded me to the alternate paths back when they really mattered.

It turns out I no longer want to read about kids making discoveries about themselves and the world around them, and having so many years ahead to shape and reshape their reality however they fancy. I want to read about messy adults in messy, full lives with responsibilities and consequences and regret and frustrations and joy and love and internal despair about what their too-late discoveries really mean and whether it really makes a difference at this late stage in the game and why any of it matters if they’re generally happy and contented and loved and supported anyway.

I’m not saying I’ve crossed the rubicon into self awareness and enlightenment or anything, but I do think maybe that I no longer have that particular itch that YA so perfectly scratched.

#sunrise abram death #ya fiction #thoughts and rambles #adult onset bisexuality #neurospicy #i read ya

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ireadyabooks · 2 years

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Read an Excerpt: The Feeling of Falling in Love by Mason Deaver

From the bestselling author of I Wish You All the Best, comes a new kind of love story, about the bad decisions we sometimes make... and the people who help get us back on the right path.

Just days before spring break, Neil Kearney is set to fly across the country with his childhood friend (and current friend-with-benefits) Josh, to attend his brother's wedding—until Josh tells Neil that he's in love with him and Neil doesn't return the sentiment.

With Josh still attending the wedding, Neil needs to find a new date to bring along. And, almost against his will, roommate Wyatt is drafted.

At first, Wyatt (correctly) thinks Neil is acting like a jerk. But when they get to LA, Wyatt sees a little more of where it's coming from. Slowly, Neil and Wyatt begin to understand one another… and maybe, just maybe, fall in love for the first time…

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#I read YA #excerpt #Mason Deaver #The Feeling of Falling in Love

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geekbetweenthelines · 2 years

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Guess who we chose for the Character Spotlight in our final Catching Fire episode? During this read through, both of us had new realizations about the one and only #JohannaMason. 🪓🌲

We appreciate her even more now that we've delved into her motivations, attitudes towards Katniss, and extremely difficult and brave choices.

🎧 Listen to the ep on your podcast app, via our biolink, or at: bit.ly/catching-fire-podcast

🤔 What impresses you most about Johanna Mason in #CatchingFire? Where is she on your list of favorite HG characters?

📷 : This image is of @jenamalone as Johanna Mason in a Catching Fire movie poster. She wears the arena tribute uniform in front of a background of clouds and the Capitol insignia.

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ceeejus · 4 months

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break in the case

#narumitsu #wrightworth #phoenix wright #miles edgeworth #naruhodo ryuichi #mitsurugi reiji #bridge to the turnabout #happy new year!#have been wanting to draw something for this case for a while..#tho realistically i do not think phoenix sat down from the moment he was released from the hospital until the final verdict was read #but what can ya do

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pbnmj · 11 months

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it’s important to me that peter and co always have their bank accounts in the negatives . like it is fundamental that spider-man is broke

#peter parker #ben reilly #kaine parker #miles morales #i dont care what marvel editorial is doing with the clones btw. they are my barbie dolls #spider-man #marvel #spiderman #my art #pavitr and miles next. i have bullied peter for far too long i have to set my sights on other spiders #ALSO FINALLY HANDED IN MY COURSEWORK I CAN BE SOOOO SICK ABOUT SPIDERMAN BEGINNING TODAY!!!!!!!#well . its been going for a while but i mean i can draw a little more often #i have other uni obligations but at least possibly i can start reading and understanding comicsverse spiderman.#instead of ya know. cobbling together what i know from mutuals and tvtropes

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bookwyvrn · 1 year

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always busy reading ✌️

#booklr #bookstagram #book photo #book photoset #book photography #reading #mine #my books #demijne #i love reading #bookblr #booktok #bookshelf #bookish photography #book pics #i read ya #young adult

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de-la-bibliotheque · 2 years

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Maybe these are my glory days, and I'm not even realizing it

Stephen Chbosky

#stephen chbosky #the perks of being a wallflower #charlie #glory days #high school #coming of age #adolescence #literature #books #book #book quote #literature quote #lit quote #i read ya #quote

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bigdreamsandwildthings · 1 year

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Any day is a good day for a shelfie 🤍

#booklr #book photography #book picture #shelfie #bookshelf #bookworm #bibliophile #ya fiction #ya fantasy #book community #book aesthetic #i read ya #na fiction #na fantasy #book lover #book nerd #my photos #mine

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starrystevie · 7 days

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“i must have been real sweet on you,” eddie murmurs as he runs his fingers over his husband’s cheek, sleepy and sated, warm in their bed.

steve chuckles, twisting his head to catch the tips of eddie’s fingers with a kiss. “why are you talking past tense? you’re not sweet on me now?”

the room is peacefully still. years of baby monitors are long gone only to inevitably give way to their daughter’s teenage years of slamming doors and too loud stereo speakers. but in this moment, with the pale moonlight streaming in through the windows and crickets chirping in the distance, the room is peaceful, thick with love.

“quit your pouting, ‘course i’m sweet on you now.” eddie wipes away steve’s fake frown with a kiss, turning it into a sticky sweet grin. “it’s just something my mom used to tell me. that freckles are all the places your soulmate in a past life kissed you.”

eddie pushes steve back so he’s laying flat on the mattress and dips his head to press featherlight kisses on the side of his neck. across his shoulders. over his cheeks. his fingertips flutter over the spots afterwards, leaving goosebumps in their wake despite the heat radiating between them.

“must have loved you a whole lot in our last lives to leave so many on you now,” eddie whispers, pulling back to stroke the back of his hand over steve’s face once more, letting his lips curl up in a dopey half smile that only steve ever gets to see.

it doesn’t take long for steve to tilt his head up and press kisses of his own where he can; under eddie’s eye, the bottom of his chin, right over his heart. it doesn’t take long for eddie to giggle as his sensitive spots are found and attacked with ticklish kisses and fluttering eyelashes. it doesn’t take long for their legs to tangle together underneath the sheets and their breaths to get caught in their chests and their hearts to start beating a beautiful melody of their own making.

steve lays a firm kiss to the side of eddie’s chest, over jagged white scarring and half bitten away tattoos. over memories that somehow don’t haunt them as much anymore.

“what was that one for?” eddie asks, eyes half lidded, the adoration in his voice loud across the quiet room.

another kiss on another scar. “wanna give you some freckles. for your next life and for this one, too. so you know just how sweet on you I am-” kiss, “ -and was-” kiss, “- and forever will be.”

they won’t know for however many more years if it worked or not. but here in this lifetime, they have all the time in the world to try their damndest to make sure it does. in this lifetime, they don’t have to worry, because they know they’ll find each other in the next one.

#i was cleaning up my google docs and found this fully written piece that i never did anything with so #here ya go i suppose #this was not really read over a bunch so sorry for any typos #my writing #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie fluff #steddie drabble #steddie fic #future happily married steddie with a daughter my most beloved #crossposted on twt! find me there @starry_stevie

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nibbelraz · 9 months

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Do you think this awoken anything in Mobei-Jun

#svsss #shang qinghua #mobei jun #moshang #sqh #mbj #scum villains self saving system #scum villain self saving system #the scum villain's self saving system #scum villans self saving system #scum villian self saving system #someones definitely drawn thsi scene already but i just got so full of inspo after re reading the airplane extras #like #Besides ya know everything ELSE that was going on in this scene I know this one just absolutely made Mobei jun re evaluate so much #i love them so much and love all the extras #nibbelraz #my art

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genisflyingkites · 27 days

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This is me wanting to draw that Gohan and Goten reunion we never got in the buu saga. Like both were dead and one thought the other to be dead.

This started cause I was talking to a friend of Gotens character in regards to Goku at first Goku is hyped up to him this untouchable heroic hero. He sees how everyone feels about him but he feels not much for his Dad other what he was told and he’s scared to approach. Then, reality kicks in his Dad isn’t that… Gohan is “killed” and Goten and Trunks and thrusted into the role of saviors of the Earth. Goten resents him but then… he learns that Goku isn’t none of that he’s real, super approachable, and awesome. It beat the stories he was told.

Then, he realizes he never felt he was missing that love because he had a lot of it. Gohan was always there for him making sure nothing was missing for Goten. Goten realizes he is very lucky to have Gohan. Anyway not me explaining my comic in the comments

#dragon ball z #Goten #gohan #goku #trunks #vegeta #my fart #FEELING EMOTIONAL ABOUT CARTOONS #also like hug such a reference to chichi kogusa hug #those that catch it ya read the obscure mangas I read

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geekbetweenthelines · 2 years

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New episode on Chapters 5-6 feature a good dose of Peeta. We discuss his violent outburst in District 11 through his POV and also think about how excited the Capitol cake bakers were to meet him at Snow(Plinth)’s mansion.

We also explore vomitoriums, Effie, our globalized economy, and so much more!

👉 Tune in on your podcast app, via our biolink, or at: bit.ly/catching-fire-podcast.

💬 When you think about Peeta in there beginning of #CatchingFire, what comes to mind??

📷 Image is of Josh Hutcherson as Peeta Mellark on a train in the Catching Fire film. He is in a light grey top.

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