I am a valley of bones covered in stone

Nothing more than human

Into the unknown body and soul

You’re calling me because only with You

The dead come to life, dead come to life

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“She deserved so much more than that. She deserved passionate, heart-scalding, overwhelming, consuming love. She deserved…Oh, hell.” And thus, Cam Rohan realized his attempts to leave Amelia Hathaway were for naught. For once a man spends more time convincing himself away from someone, he is already too far gone. I picked up Mine Till Midnight right at the pinnacle of a horrible reading slump. I struggled to get through the first 10% of the book— it took me over two weeks. Having been slapped with a few atrocious books I had wanted so badly to enjoy, I was giving up before I even gave myself a chance to get past the first scene. I set it down and decided that once I felt like reading again because I wanted to read and not because I was trying to keep up the number of books I had read, I would pick this one up again.After all, the awesome Stacia recommended this to me and it is not often that she steers me wrong. Normally it’s us reading the same thing at the same time that gets us in trouble. Go figure :PSo Friday night, I decided it was time to pick the book up once more and give her a go. So glad I did. I have always loved romance in books but not necessarily romance novels themselves— I am still a bit new to that field, but I am finding there are treasures where you dare not tread. All you need is to be pointed in the right direction.The story of Amelia and Cam’s love was an exceptional trip caused by convienent coincidences and a man who refused to give up on what he wanted, even though he had no idea why he wanted it he just wanted it and gosh darn it, he would end up having it even if he had to beat a dead horse to get to it. Okay, so there was no dead horse beating. But Amelia proved to be a challenge for Rohan on many levels— aside from the internal battle of gypsy life vs. gadjo life, once he made a decision, he had to get stubborn Amelia on his side as well.He did that via seduction. But in a very gentleman centered way. Okay, who am I kidding. He had her anywhere and everywhere he could whenever he could with a fierce possessiveness that was addicting. And if I were Amelia, I wouldn’t be able to deny how much I loved the man either. That stated, I felt a lot of this story was propelled by Cam’s desire and love, and Amelia’s stubbornness hindered her everywhere. She was probably the least favorite leading female character I have ever read. I liked her, but not as much as I should— probably because she is a lot like me when it comes to having to be in control of everything. The girl tells her 15, 19, and 20-something year old sisters not to get too far from her at a fair for crying out loud (granted, yes, this is a different time, but still). I loved Rohan though. His cheeky nature made for some great reading material and I found myself smiling throughout most of the novel. Will I foray with the Hathaways again? I must say, my palette has been enticed for Win and Merripen’s story, so very likely.

“She deserved so much more than that. She deserved passionate, heart-scalding, overwhelming, consuming love. She deserved…

Oh, hell.”
 


And thus, Cam Rohan realized his attempts to leave Amelia Hathaway were for naught. For once a man spends more time convincing himself away from someone, he is already too far gone. 

I picked up Mine Till Midnight right at the pinnacle of a horrible reading slump. I struggled to get through the first 10% of the book— it took me over two weeks. Having been slapped with a few atrocious books I had wanted so badly to enjoy, I was giving up before I even gave myself a chance to get past the first scene. I set it down and decided that once I felt like reading again because I wanted to read and not because I was trying to keep up the number of books I had read, I would pick this one up again.

After all, the awesome Stacia recommended this to me and it is not often that she steers me wrong. Normally it’s us reading the same thing at the same time that gets us in trouble. Go figure :P

So Friday night, I decided it was time to pick the book up once more and give her a go. So glad I did. 

I have always loved romance in books but not necessarily romance novels themselves— I am still a bit new to that field, but I am finding there are treasures where you dare not tread. All you need is to be pointed in the right direction.

The story of Amelia and Cam’s love was an exceptional trip caused by convienent coincidences and a man who refused to give up on what he wanted, even though he had no idea why he wanted it he just wanted it and gosh darn it, he would end up having it even if he had to beat a dead horse to get to it. Okay, so there was no dead horse beating. But Amelia proved to be a challenge for Rohan on many levels— aside from the internal battle of gypsy life vs. gadjo life, once he made a decision, he had to get stubborn Amelia on his side as well.

He did that via seduction. But in a very gentleman centered way. 

Okay, who am I kidding. He had her anywhere and everywhere he could whenever he could with a fierce possessiveness that was addicting. And if I were Amelia, I wouldn’t be able to deny how much I loved the man either. 

That stated, I felt a lot of this story was propelled by Cam’s desire and love, and Amelia’s stubbornness hindered her everywhere. She was probably the least favorite leading female character I have ever read. I liked her, but not as much as I should— probably because she is a lot like me when it comes to having to be in control of everything. The girl tells her 15, 19, and 20-something year old sisters not to get too far from her at a fair for crying out loud (granted, yes, this is a different time, but still). 

I loved Rohan though. His cheeky nature made for some great reading material and I found myself smiling throughout most of the novel. 

Will I foray with the Hathaways again? I must say, my palette has been enticed for Win and Merripen’s story, so very likely.

You know you got a real man when…

I love that Ben is man enough to play and sing Backstreet Boys songs with absolutely no shame.  More men need to stop worrying about how “feminine” something is and if they enjoy it, just enjoy it. It makes you more endearing and relatable.

At the same point, don’t act surprised when we tell you that we like something you find masculine, like sports. The fact that I am a huge fan of football doesn’t say anything bad about me, but it sure says a lot about you when you try to convince me I know nothing by assuming you are omnipresent.

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OH MY LORD HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Jen, remember how you wore a dress and felt pretty and WHOA BOOTY?

Today, that is me. I thought of you when I caught a glimpse of myself in this exchanged mirror LOL

Jen, remember how you wore a dress and felt pretty and WHOA BOOTY?

Today, that is me. I thought of you when I caught a glimpse of myself in this exchanged mirror LOL

I love this! Favorite.

I love this! Favorite.

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Just when I think things are finally going my way and life is opening up and moving into the next phase…. something comes in and snatches it away.

I should know better than to be hopeful. I need to remember that when I hope it all blows up in my face. I will never have the life I want.

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umm if a girl makes me breakfast you best believe I am going to surprise her from behind and show some love ok

if I make you breakfast you better show me some love you’re dammn right because I don’t even make myself breakfast

omg lol^

Being silly and missing Ben. I always feel bad when I have friends who’s significant other is so far away and they do not know when they will see them again, and here I am only waiting a week and I miss him like he’s been gone for months.

Guess that’s the thing about love. It doesn’t matter how long you are apart, if you truly love them, you’ll always miss them.

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“Dear Teresa” A commisioned interpretative portrait for Teresa Herrera. Watercolor + acrylic + colored pencils. 
She requested that her portrait be like my “You Are My Tsunami” piece, with the Hokusai painting tattooed on her back and floating fishies. I really loved working with her she’s so kind, funny, and pretty. :)

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“Dear Teresa” A commisioned interpretative portrait for Teresa Herrera. Watercolor + acrylic + colored pencils. 

She requested that her portrait be like my “You Are My Tsunami” piece, with the Hokusai painting tattooed on her back and floating fishies. I really loved working with her she’s so kind, funny, and pretty. :)

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Putting this one down. While the premise was interesting, the execution has been anything but interesting. The book is bombarded with unneeded details. How many times do I need to hear your condensed version of ordering food? You got a coke. Everyone ordered drinks. The menus were picked up, the food came quick, you ate it all and then left and we finally get into the conversation. If that is how quickly that scene needs to move to bring you to the next, then it is unimportant to the plot line and wholly unnecessary. I only made it 31% into the book and already I had 4 scenes of the main character eating in a restaurant and barely any details about her glimpses in the mirror. It was as if this part of the story was forgotten in lieu of the unseemingly childish relationship with Steve ( a college student does not blow kisses and it just seemed creepy to me— those kinds of intimacies develop with your relationship and generally become commonplace as a cheesey factor, not a swoon one). I could not get into this story and I really, really, really wanted to. :(

Putting this one down. While the premise was interesting, the execution has been anything but interesting. The book is bombarded with unneeded details. How many times do I need to hear your condensed version of ordering food? You got a coke. Everyone ordered drinks. The menus were picked up, the food came quick, you ate it all and then left and we finally get into the conversation. If that is how quickly that scene needs to move to bring you to the next, then it is unimportant to the plot line and wholly unnecessary. I only made it 31% into the book and already I had 4 scenes of the main character eating in a restaurant and barely any details about her glimpses in the mirror. It was as if this part of the story was forgotten in lieu of the unseemingly childish relationship with Steve ( a college student does not blow kisses and it just seemed creepy to me— those kinds of intimacies develop with your relationship and generally become commonplace as a cheesey factor, not a swoon one). 

I could not get into this story and I really, really, really wanted to. :(

First off— everyone, I am safe.

Next, please keep Oklahoma and the other states affected by this tornado outbreak in your thoughts and prayers, find ways to help. Briarwood Elementary was lucky— destroyed, but all the students survived. Plaza Towers was not. They are reporting now that they are no longer search and rescue efforts, but search and recover, and preliminary numbers are 24 - 30 students dead.  They are confirming 37 deaths total but they expect it to continue to rise.

Hospitals are destroyed. It’s horrible. And the storms are still building and popping up. A new storm just popped up in OKC and another is growing in Dallas. 

Anyone in the area, be careful and safe.