“He says people live their lives out of the left half of their brains. It’s only when someone is in extreme pain, or upset or sick, that their subconscious can slip into their conscious. When someone’s injured or sick or mourning or depressed, the right brain can take over for a flash, just an instant, and give them access to divine inspiration. A flash or inspiration. A moment of insight. /…/ according to Plato, we don’t learn anything. Our soul has lived so many lives that we know everything. Teachers and education can only remind us of what we already know. Our misery. This suppression of our rational mind is the source of inspiration. The muse. Our guardian angel. Suffering takes us out of our rational self-control and let’s the divine channel through us.”

Diary, Chuck Palahniuk

“The infinite future makes that kind of mattering impossible.”

Even if it’s a dumb story, telling it changes other people just the slightest little bit, just as living the story changes me. An infinitesimal change. And that infinitesimal change ripples outward – ever smaller but everlasting. I will get forgotten, but the stories will last. And so we all matter – maybe less than a lot, but always more than none.

Colin Singleton, An Abundance of Katherines


I beseech thee, O Lord, by Thy great mercy take us home, by the hand of Colonel Regan, take us home, in all Thy glory, take us home, ad astra, ad astra, ad astra…

– Isabel Finch, Chains

I’m currently reading Chains, by Laurie Halse Anderson, and it’s truly one of a kind. I like it because it describes how the life of a slave was, in a realistic and relatable way. When you hear about the history  of the slaves in America, it often comes off in a cold manner, the sole intent often being educational. But this book makes it all real. I feel like this teenage girl is real, and like I truly get to follow her on her journey, her struggle for freedom. It’s a beautiful story. Actually, it’s a beautiful book as well. It has a pretty cover, and the pages are lavender. Reading this book is a true joy for many reasons, and I highly recommend it.


Speak is one of those books that pop up here and there. It’s about this girl, called Melinda Sordino. She’s a freshman in high-school, and an outcast. But it wasn’t always like that. Something happened that changed everything. Melinda becomes a recluse, and has no friends. The story is about Melinda’s journey to finding her voice.

Kind of a book you should have read if you’re into YA fiction. So, when I was in the library, borrowing some other books, I decided to take that one as well. I read it. And it was a bit of a disappointment. It definitely wasn’t a bad book, but I thought it was going to be so much more. I just wasn’t moved by it. And I haven’t been moved by a book in so long. I guess I had too high expectations.

But then I decided to see the movie. I figured, what the heck, might as well compare the two. I just saw it, and I have to say – I was moved. The story translated so much better on the screen. You could actually put yourself in Melinda’s shoes, and imagine how it would be. Kristen Stewart portrayed the character of Melinda Sordino beautifully, I believed it.  A great film. Seriously.

“And the sweetest, spellbound feeling spilling from her heart.”

“But paradise is locked and bolted…
We must make a journey around the world
to see if a door has perhaps been left open.”

– Heinrich von Kleist, “On the Puppet Theater

Nicely put, von Kleist. I’m currently reading Fallen, by Lauren Kate, and I’m finding it very enjoyable. It’s a unique story, and it’s one of those “unputdownable” books. I can’t tell you what it’s about, because I wouldn’t do the book justice, but trust me – it’s a good read. And it has a stunning cover, as you can see above, which doesn’t hurt. It’s a series, and fortunately, I have the second part, Torment, right next to me, so I can continue where I leave off right away. Unfortunately, the third part, Passion, isn’t due to come out until june, and then the fourth, I think final, one, Rapture, is set to be released sometime in spring 2010. It’ll be a long wait ’til we find out what happens in the end. Probably worth it though. Yep. Definitely worth it.

Corsets and magic


I’m currently reading one of the best series I’ve ever encountered, and felt like I had to mention it here, for the sake of humanity. What is the name of this, seemingly brilliant, series, you ask? Answer: The Gemma Doyle Trilogy. This might not tell you much about the story, but let me tell you – it’s of epic proportions. The book is about Gemma Doyle, a redheaded english girl who lives in India, that is forced to move to England and attend Spence Academy, a boarding school for girls, when she witnesses her mother face a horrible, yet mysterious, death. Although Gemma is devastated over her dear mother’s death, moving to England is what she has always wanted. At Spence, Gemma meets a couple of very interesting girls, Penelope, Ann and Felicity, who she later comes to form strong friendships with. This would be the life Gemma always dreamt of, if it weren’t for the strange things that are in the way. After her mother’s death, Gemma starts having visions, these suggest that the incident wasn’t of the conventional kind. Together with her friends, Gemma eventually finds out that her mother was a part of the Order, a group of women who preformed magic and manage the Realm, a secret world full of creatures that you’d normally only encounter in fairy-tales and possibilities you wouldn’t imagine. They also find out that Circe, a member of the order who’s gone bad, is trying to take over the world. and it’s the girls’ job to stop her. As if this wasn’t enough, Gemma finds out that it’s actually she who holds the power to the magic. The fate of mankind is essentially in the hands of her.

The books are called A Great and Terrible Beauty, Rebel Angels, and The Sweet Far Thing, and are written by Libba Bray. I absolutely adore them, partly because they’re beautifully written, but mainly because they contain all of the themes I treasure in fiction: Secret societies, unrequited love,  fantasy, magic, friendship, drama, adventure, alternate worlds and many more things…oh and one more thing, it takes place during the late nineteenth century. Yep, you heard right, it’s fantasy mixed with corsets and courting. This could easily turn into a mess, but if executed in the right way, it could be genius…which is exactly what these books are. Genius. I love it.

Love & emeralds

No et moi

“I don’t care if there are several worlds in the same world and that you should stay in your world. I don’t want my world to be a subset A that completely lacks connection to other worlds (B, C or D), that my world should be a closed circle on the blackboard, an empty subset. I would rather be somewhere else, follow a straight line that leads to a place where the worlds communicate with each other and overlap each other, where the lines can be exceeded, where life is linear, without interruption, where things don’t suddenly stop without a reason, where the most important moments are delivered with a manual (risk level, functions with net or battery, predictable life length) and required equipment (airbag, GPS, emergency brake assistance).”

A (roughly) translated excerpt from the book I’m currently reading. The original title is No et moi, and it’s written by Delphine de Vigan. This book is freaking awesome, thoroughly entertaining and quite touching. The protagonist is adorable, she reminds me of a young, petite, wise yet innocent pixie à la Alice Cullen. I’ve only read about half and I’ve already felt skittish, sorrowed, angered, bemused, terrified, disgusted, hopeful and joyous. It’s safe to say, it’s a memorable book.

This reminds me of Lou Bertignac quite a bit…the sense of innocence. It was done by the very talented Deviant nancy0039. <– Visit her page, she deserves all the attention she can get.

Wanders in the moonlight, she’s crying to herself…

“A woman under the ice… the ghost woman, face up, in a blur, her hair a dark stream, and her dress a white, watery billow. The woman flowed… her eyes opened – blank holes which reflected the violet in the sky.”

Century, by Sarah Singleton, is one of the most beautiful novels I have ever read. It’s a wonderfully written gothic story about a girl called Mercy who lives in a mansion called Century. For some reason, every day she lives is the same, until she finds a snowdrop on her pillow. Several strange things follow and eventually Mercy finds herself wondering what happened to her mother, who apparently died (although she does not recall attending the funeral), and trying to solve a great mystery in order to break her family out of the gloomy pattern that is all she can remember.

I love not only the actual plot, but the settings. Everything seems so magical and you can easily imagine how everything would look in your head, even though it is quite a surreal sight. And now that I think of it, this story would fit excellently as a Tim Burton movie. What’s not to love, right?

Fits the subject of this post to a tee, naturally. It’s sung by the wife of Jack White, which makes them the perfect couple. She reminds me of a fairy, or maybe a siren, with her lovely voice. This is a beautiful song, with magical words. Yes, it is the Tune of the Day:

Karen Elson – The Ghost Who Walks

Farewell, for now…