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My Escape…


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I was born an artist, a dancer, a believer, a singer, but most of all I was born a writer. I draw and paint and create, but it is only within my words can I truly escape. 

I bury myself in my books, dreaming of passion that can only be written, and tales that can only be dreamed of. This is my escape.

My drive is my dream, my motivations come from my readers, and my inspiration is purely within my imagination. I sleep, wake, and breathe my stories. This, is my escape. 

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Book Review of Honor Among Thieves by Elaine Cunningham


I had the opportunity last month to have a chat with and take advice from some of the best writers out there. One of the most prominent things they all told me was “Write every day, if you can’t write, read, and read often and consistently.” I’m now on my third book since this advise was given. I took this advise very seriously, since I myself dream of being a real writer and sharing my stories in paper form with the world, and I have come to the decision that I will start writing full reviews of these books. In an attempt to expand my writing skills and hopefully get back on board with what you all expect from me, and what I expect from myself.

Unfortunately, my first review was a true dumbfounding experience. I can honestly say I may have lost something of myself by finishing this book. Which is such a disappointment, Elaine Cunningham, a very successful fantasy author actually wrote this book. I even suspect that she may have really written this book when she was 15 and only just decided to share it, claiming she wrote it much later on in life. Oh Elaine, I wish you hadn’t.

ImageI didn’t enjoy much of this book. The story is confusing and a lot of the time I found myself turning back to previous chapters to re-read something, for clarification and it was still unclear.

This book felt like an unfinished manuscript. Words were duplicated, jumbled, or incorrect all together, misspellings, and incoherent verbiage made this a difficult read, at best.

Did Vishni throw the dagger into the ocean? Because I read that she did, and yet it’s with them in the end. At what point did you find out the big geared secret about Honor, because I must have missed this startling realization until Fox is explaining it to the others. It is no doubt why these books are e-read only, they’re unfinished and rushed and the plot was not fully thought through.

I can tell there were some worthy ideas in there but they were not implemented. It is almost as if she had an idea, a brilliant idea of cons, mischief, and cleverness, and then forgot it half way through.

Ernest Hemmingway once said “The first draft of anything is shit”, and I do believe he was spot-on, but maybe even the final product, unedited, is still shit.

I really desired to be proficient in writing a much more intelligent review, a more fleshed-out review, but in fact I have nothing else to say.

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Decisions


It’s come down to the point where I have to decide. I’m 26 years old and I want a lot of things for my life but in reality I have to pick something, one thing, that I want to do the most and go with it. Do I want to own a book store? Do I want to fight crime in a lab? Do I want to be a wedding coordinator? Do I want to be a Journalist? Do I want to write novels? These are the things that I’ve wanted to do with my life and for the last few years I’ve been struggling with this decision. Some people say, “Do them all!” and I just look at them like they’re crazy. One can’t fight crime and be a wedding coordinator or own a book store while fighting crime. Some of them mix and some really don’t. In all truth I want ONE thing. I’ve decided I’m going to hop back on the wagon and do my best to finish my book. I’ve been working on it for 3 years and it hasn’t gone as far as I’d like. Mostly due to the fact that I work in retail 50-70 hours a week and am exhausted when I get home. So much so that my blog has fallen into a deep pit in which I would like to start filling in and bringing it back to life.

I’ve made my choice to write. My husband is backing my decision and will be reminding me to write every day again. If not on my book then on my blog. Only I can allow myself to fail and I can only blame myself if I do. So here it goes, the choice is mine. Wish me luck.

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