Infidelity, weird food court grub, fights with Logan, and anus eggs. Just a normal week in Neptune.
Duncan and V break up. She goes home and listens to the Virgin Suicides soundtrack on blast, as one does, up until the moment she is arrested as accessory to kidnapping. What the what?
Anyway, this guy either hates making money or he’s up to something, He’s up to something. No one hates making money.
Hey Bookworms! You may or may not have heard yet, but this is my last Folklore Friday column. Because I have the attention span of a toddler, now just felt like a really good time to step away and focus on writing something new. Before we commence with the folklore shenanigans this week I justContinue reading “That’s a Wrap(ped Ghost)”
Keith has dad jokes and I’m here for it.
Book Two in the Kingkiller Chronicles was just sorta meh. I flew through the first book last year, totally wrapped up in Kvothe’s tale of being a travelling performing, losing his family and troupe to a group of magical monsters no one wants to talk about, living on the streets, and finally making his way to the magical university.
Veronica is an outcast. Her only friend is the new kid she cut down from the flagpole. Yep, the local teen aged motorcycle gang taped the new kid to a flagpole because they are super original.
Nobody actually knows where Will ‘o the Wisps came from but my favorite explanation is that they are the souls of people who have been deemed too evil to enter heaven or hell, so they’re forced to spend their afterlife haunting the earth.
Lucia is fourteen. Her father is dead. Her mother in institutionalized. She lives with an elderly aunt in a garage apartment. She’s smart, pissed, and obsessed with her dad’s Zippo.
If you’re looking for a random concoction made by someone who, though not an expert, has maintained a consistent buzz for roughly seven years, try this one. It’s refreshing, delicious, easy, and does the trick.