Books I‘ve read in July 2022
Another late round up of the books i‘ve read in July 2022
A good girl‘s guide to murder: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
- THIS WAS FANTASTIC!! I had no clue what to expect from this book, also I had no clue what was going to happen.
- Pip investigates an old case from her town. She digs deep into the past and the lives of her family and her friends family.
- while reading it I really wanted to solve the mystery myself and i got the impression that i could solve it. The clues were all there.
- the end really did suprise me. I started the book and couldn‘t out it down. The plot was great.
Boyfriend Material: ⭐️⭐️⭐️
- Fake dating? Yes. Two different main characters? Yes. Third act breakup? Sadly yes.
- it was good but it did bore me from time to time.
- there is a second book Husband Material but i won‘t be reading it. It just doesn‘t intrigue me that much sadly.
Mr. Wrong Number: ⭐️⭐️⭐️
- was it enjoyable? Yes it was. But sometimes the characters annoyed me with their antics.
- i mean the fmc pretended to have kids so she could write for a magazine. And ehen she got fired for lying she was suprised? Like come on! That annoyed me so much.
- if you want a short romance book with a quite fun premis then this is a good read for you.
Love her or Lose her: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
- this is a second chance book and i fell in love with the characters right away.
- Rosie and Dominic‘s marriage is on the brink of ending. Both decide to give them one last chance by going to Therapy. Their therapist is such a fun character.
- this book did make me cry in the end because it was such a good ending.
- Tessa Bailey is one of my favourite romance author. Her characters are so well written and the stories have many layers and i love them. Also they are easy reads which i appreciate so much.
Fix her up: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
- this is one of my favourites. I can identify with Georgie.
- Travis and Georgie‘s love story is basic but i still enjoyed it so much. They have amazing banter and i laughed a lot while reading it.
- this is the first book in the Hot and Hammered series but i read it last. It doesn‘t really matter if you don‘t care for spoilers. Like in Bethanys book (number 3 in the series) Georgie and Teavis get married but it didn‘t matter to me. I still enjoyed the book cery much.
Twisted Love: ⭐️⭐️⭐️
- so… i have never read a dark romance. No clue if i would like it but suprisingly i did enjoy it.
- Alex Volkov is a morally gray character. And when I say morally gray i actually mean morally black. This dude has a lot of issues and is kind of a villian. Weirdly i did enjoy it.
- The whole twist with the kidnapping etc. did suprise me. I figured out who killed Alex family before it was revealed but what happened at that house i really did not see that coming.
- Men who grovel when they fuck up big time is something i enjoy. But him kind of stalking her for a year is still kind of weird and did put me off a bit.
- the end set up Twsited Games very nicely.
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at some point it's just like. do they even fucking like the thing they're asking AI to make? "oh we'll just use AI for all the scripts" "we'll just use AI for art" "no worries AI can write this book" "oh, AI could easily design this"
like... it's so clear they've never stood in the middle of an art museum and felt like crying, looking at a piece that somehow cuts into your marrow even though the artist and you are separated by space and time. they've never looked at a poem - once, twice, three times - just because the words feel like a fired gun, something too-close, clanging behind your eyes. they've never gotten to the end of the movie and had to arrive, blinking, back into their body, laughing a little because they were holding their breath without realizing.
"oh AI can mimic style" "AI can mimic emotion" "AI can mimic you and your job is almost gone, kid."
... how do i explain to you - you can make AI that does a perfect job of imitating me. you could disseminate it through the entire world and make so much money, using my works and my ideas and my everything.
and i'd still keep writing.
i don't know there's a word for it. in high school, we become aware that the way we feel about our artform is a cliche - it's like breathing. over and over, artists all feel the same thing. "i write because i need to" and "my music is how i speak" and "i make art because it's either that or i stop existing." it is such a common experience, the violence and immediacy we mean behind it is like breathing to me - comes out like a useless understatement. it's a cliche because we all feel it, not because the experience isn't actually persistent. so many of us have this ... fluttering urgency behind our ribs.
i'm not doing it for the money. for a star on the ground in some city i've never visited. i am doing it because when i was seven i started taking notebooks with me on walks. i am doing it because in second grade i wrote a poem and stood up in front of my whole class to read it out while i shook with nerves. i am doing it because i spent high school scribbling all my feelings down. i am doing it for the 16 year old me and the 18 year old me and the today-me, how we can never put the pen down. you can take me down to a subatomic layer, eviscerate me - and never find the source of it; it is of me. when i was 19 i named this blog inkskinned because i was dramatic and lonely and it felt like the only thing that was actually permanently-true about me was that this is what is inside of me, that the words come up over everything, coat everything, bloom their little twilight arias into every nook and corner and alley
"we're gonna replace you". that is okay. you think that i am writing to fill a space. that someone said JOB OPENING: Writer Needed, and i wrote to answer. you think one raindrop replaces another, and i think they're both just falling. you think art has a place, that is simply arrives on walls when it is needed, that is only ever on demand, perfect, easily requested. you see "audience spending" and "marketability" and "multi-line merch opportunity"
and i see a kid drowning. i am writing to make her a boat. i am writing because what used to be a river raft has long become a fully-rigged ship. i am writing because you can fucking rip this out of my cold dead clammy hands and i will still come back as a ghost and i will still be penning poems about it.
it isn't even love. the word we use the most i think is "passion". devotion, obsession, necessity. my favorite little fact about the magic of artists - "abracadabra" means i create as i speak. we make because it sluices out of us. because we look down and our hands are somehow already busy. because it was the first thing we knew and it is our backbone and heartbreak and everything. because we have given up well-paying jobs and a "real life" and the approval of our parents. we create because - the cliche again. it's like breathing. we create because we must.
you create because you're greedy.
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hi does anyone else think about april throwing herself over leo to shield him in the shredder strikes back despite having no weapons no way to defend herself and probably assuming she was going to die. does anyone think about that all the time. every day. uncontrollably
[ID: Digital fanart of Ninja Turtles 2003 depicting a scene from The Shredder Strikes Back part 2. April kneels over an injured Leo, cradling his head and looking back over her shoulder to snarl viciously at the camera, though there is obvious fear in her eyes. Her hair has partially fallen out of her bun, the loose strands sticking to her face with sweat. She has a cut on her cheek. Only a portion of Leo’s face can be seen from behind her shoulder. He looks up at her with a sad, pained expression. He has a swollen, bloody shiner on his cheek in addition to other cuts and bruises on the rest of his body. They are on the wooden floor of a dark attic. End ID.]
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