by Allie Burke
I haven’t much thought about Maggie Stiefvater being my favorite author as much as I have considered her to be my favorite person. When I’m asked for my favorites, I tend to gravitate to the works of John Green and Sarah Addison Allen because it was their words that got me to write. But if you ask me what my favorite first line of a book is (I’m a nerd for stuff that gets people to keep reading), I will always quote The Scorpio Races:
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It is inherently difficult for books to make me cry. It is a fairly often occurrence for me to shed a tear during a sad film, but the last time I remember crying to a novel was from We Were Liars, which I read ages ago. I made it through most of this one with my solidified exterior, but let’s just say I’m glad I read the ending at home, because I was a blubbering idiot about ten pages from the end.
The thing about To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before is that it is written so beautifully, you want to cry simply because you wish you could write half as well as Jenny Han. She has a sheer gift to bring the life of a teenage girl alive on the page, and I fell in love with Lara Jean from her first words.
Continue reading REVIEW: To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before by Jenny Han
like everyone else, I’ve seen the memes and typography going around facebook that provide hope to those that are going through some really tough shit in their lives, like we all do. they boast the fact that the universe is testing us, because without darkness, we would not know light, and I genuinely want to know what people actually think about it. these elements of hope are very popular in the interwebs, especially for authors, and I play around with the very same themes in my latest book, so you would think that the general belief is that yes, it is absolutely true, we would not know what pure happiness feels like if we hadn’t before experienced the crushing pain that is its enemy.
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I’m a huge fan of Book Riot, and when this article came up in my facebook feed – though I’ve seen a hundred of them like it since the very controversial Huffington Post article came to light – I paid attention.
admittedly, because of the link line that was so much like my Twilight rant years ago.
and it’s so true that I now live in a world that I am ashamed to tell people that I loved Twilight so much when it came out that I read the series more than once and yeah, I did cry when Edward left Bella in New Moon, and yeah, that kind of makes me sad because: Twilight got me writing. the very people who are writing these articles saying that nobody has the right to tell you to read would probably cringe while vomiting to hear me say that because Harry Potter is oh so much more valid than Twilight in a literature sense.
which it is, maybe, but that’s not the point.
but I shouldn’t be afraid or ashamed to admit that, because it got me writing. the first piece of fiction I ever wrote was inspired by the Twilight series, and it’s a bestseller, and it gave me the tools to write the most difficult piece of literature I have ever written or ever will write, and it led me to my boyfriend, and no, fuck no, I shouldn’t be ashamed to say any of that out loud. I shouldn’t be because I am a well read individual and I know that because I have read the classics, and I have read the products of the beat generation, and I know satire, and my opinion is valid when I say that HST is a fucking genius. just because I also love vampires and John Green doesn’t make me any less intelligent or well read.
Continue reading we have Kurt Vonnegut and John Green right next to each other on our shelf, and that’s totally okay