{PS: This amazing pciture comes from none other than Stephanie Pui-Mun Law from Shadowscapes}

I took two days of off air time and when I come back I get over swamped with information. It seems that for the two days I have been missing too many updated their blogs. My blog tour only finished with all the blogs on Blogger, which leaves my LJ people for tomorrow. I never knew life could be so hectic and I am so stopping adding people on my blog roll. I love new acquaintances, but I am getting a bit overwhelmed with the data. Anyways if someone thinks I am not showing enough on their blog, simply know that I am reading, but can’t afford to comment.

So let’s move to my life. Thursday got me drained with the German graduation party since we all passed the special German exam and now carry the piece of paper stating we can speak almost as good as a German would. The day put me in panic mode since I had no formal clothing and had to mix a strange combo with weird clothes. This reminds me that with the money from my summer job I will update my closet. Of course Thursday and Friday had me in another aspect since I went to a beautician about the dark spots on my face and I died, since she squeezed them and shocked them with electricity. Ouch!

Friday I saw my friend photographer/artist/sword fighter Svetla and drank wine in the Sea Garden among nature. We chatted about projects and how she was going to play into a replay of an old swordfight over my home city Varna in the medieval ages and I am so going to watch. We decided to start a web comic together and possibly create the perfect idea for anime and then sell it to a Japanese company and see our baby developed. But those are just wild dreams like my grand computer game scheme.

Friday brought many new books as well. Almost full list with cover art on “Temple Library Reviews”:
~ “Black Magic Woman” by Justin Gustainis
~ “The Summoner” by Gail Z. Martin
~ “The Blood King” by Gail Z. Martin
~ “Spirit Gate” by Kate Elliot
~ “Witchember” by John Lawson
~ “Brida” by Paulo Coehlo

I made a new decision. I will write my novel on a journal and then during rewrites revert to the PC. I found writing by hand to be more fast, efficient and gripping. The same amount of words, 1K to be exact, written on hand takes faster and I barely notice pass. My thoughts have time to fully form and my hand keeps up with my brain and vice versa. The PC makes my eyes hurt and I get distracted easily by Google. Bad Google!! So I am on the hunt for new journals and made my friend Alex, that amazing gal, to bring me some from her dad’s firm as they have too many, but I am not sure, because they have salamis on their covers. Considering her dad works in the meat product business is the bad side.

I decided to enroll in two new reading challenges, which will make me die! I know, but I would love to read all those books! One is the Jane Austin challenge, which I can win easily since it involves at least two novels and the other is the Classics challenge, where I have to read six novels. And on a side note I am a member of the Geek Week. I am a nut when it comes to books so I wanna socialize with people with the same interests.

Oh, Wednesday was kind. Thank you, goddess of Wednesday, for being so nice to me today. Creativity wise that is. I somehow dodged through my bad writing time and scribbled the same scene in school. The dialogue is still a bit strange sounding, but from then on I managed to get inside Samantha and write the scene with the fear and anxiety. There is something in the old fashioned way of writing with pen and paper that lets your thoughts flow and develop in a steady pace, following your hands and while you are writing the sentences, other form fluidly without being rushed. I also was at school and had nothing better to do in literature class. We were discussing the biography of another author and he gave tasks for homework, which will give us final grades instead of a test. I am singing Hallelujah right now.

So I covered my mark of 1K, even though it’s in my notebook, still eligible and very interesting how my scene ended with the 1K mark. I always good at flash fiction, but this is ridiculous. Anyways I started reading a new book: “Dark maiden”, which is a paranormal including Japanese elements like fox demons.

I also posted a review on a very funny short story called “Unique Chicken goes Reverse”. So if you are interested, be sure to visit Temple Library Reviews.

Before I forget I did my first themed post on mythology on my “Garden of Art” blog. I really like these themed posts on cool topics that I like to ramble about. I barely have the opportunity here since it’s my writing and personal blog aka whining also. So different the feeling and yet exciting.

Leisa, darling! My gut sensed a tragedy. It rained today, massive torrent, while I was waiting for the bus and there was even hail. Thank god daddy was there and drove me to school. Yeah, dad!

It was a very unproductive Tuesday by creativity standards. So I went out to study, yes? I did and even helped my sister with her homework and I think something must have snapped in my mind frame, since I could barely get into my writing mood. I produced 500 words, which sounded hollow, if the first draft is the skeleton of a novel than these 500 words had no marrow inside. I think that it has to do something with thinking analytically because of the Literature prep for the test and then getting into poetry mood to write some haikus. Must have short circuited my brain on that one. Funny really. It’s strange, because I also got an anxiety attack at the same time. I have this gut feeling that something bad is going to happen, pretty much like animals get restless before an earthquake. Now it’s beeping again and I am super not focused. Gee, must be fire and brimstone coming soon.

Good thing is that I found out how to write chapter nine. The standard linear way wasn’t going to help me since the chapter carries a very neurotic and scattered spirit, since Samantha is suffering. So I am glad that I happened to have read “Amberlight” since there Sylvia uses a method of telling the story is short fragments and this particular technique will help me spare words and get the story working. However I have trouble getting inside her head and making it more dramatic. My natural preferences go towards the witty, sarcastic characters that snort and retort. My project however involves timid, scared, desperate and schizophrenic. So I see this as a potential problem at several spots, the more emotionally loaded ones that need internals and show characterization. The plan is to write those spots the way they come and mark them on word with comments and try to get into Samantha’s skin during the edits, when the story is ready and only layering is needed.

So on side notes I managed to watch the end of season 1 of “Blood Ties” and even got the nice review with it to post on my review blog. I also posted to my newest blog “Garden of Art”. And that is about it really.

Monday has proven itself to be a very neurotic day as I tried to study and well did so until I used my half an hour brake to start my new blog. Well it turned to four hours of starting the blog of trying to find the right template with three columns, which didn’t happen. I read about how to add some background images, that third column. The first didn’t work so I stuck with the green, while the second also didn’t work. I downloaded the perfect after another long search, but the header option didn’t want to work, so I deleted the whole, cursing a lot and reverted to standard blog template. So here we go now. “Garden of Art” is officially up and running, although it still needs tweaking with the widgets. I posted for the first time there and hope it has success. I have to say that Lady Blue, Bellezza, Tanabata and Carl V have been a major inspiration to start it.

Anyways I wrote to several publishers in hopes to start a professional relationship as a review blogger for them. Hopefully they will say yes, so that I can die happy, knowing that I am going to be reading books for a long time. I managed to read “Amberlight” and posted my review at “Temple Library Reviews”. In the mean time I am waiting for Sylvia Kelso’s reply to my interview invitation. Hopefully he says yes as well. In the mean time I have two boiling hot interviews in the making and one even hotter on the horizon.

So now let’s get back on the writing part. Today I finally wrote down some interesting facts about my character and she formed quite fully in my mind with all her flaws although I don’t know how to work some of those in the story. However she has some interesting strength and that is just super cool. The story is evolving with some very unexpected results so today was a don’t write day, until you outline the next chapters so that they work with the story. Really, really exciting, development.

{PS: The wonderful and amazing art comes from Vitaly Alexius aka alexiuss. The one above is called Feral Nova.}

{PS: I am posting my fave pics from one of the cycles in America's Next Top Model, which I so love.}

Such a long time since my last blog post, mainly because my house was a mess on Friday, although I hate myself, because I forgot to post on LJ on Thursday. Anyways Friday was a major pain in the butt since my dad was at work and we with mom had to paint the ceiling and put the wallpapers on. This all went on from 10 am to 9 pm with the additional pauses. I am not going to give out details on that day, because it was tiring and monotonous. Seriously my muscles ached after that. Damn those blasted unevenly shaped walls.

Saturday was way better since dad was at home and he helped mom finish the job and I snuck in my bed and spent the day half sleeping, half reading, making up for lost pages. Good day all in all for my lazy persona. In the end all the wallpapers are put, ceilings are painted, the floor is painted as well. Now today we cleaned out the dust, washed the windows, gave the flowers a bath and put the house back together until now. My grandparents returned with my sister from our village residence, where they were for the holidays and with them came many, many yummy treats.

Right now I am halfway through my blog jumping and in the beginning of “Indiana Jones” on TV. It’s been a productive weekend since I managed to write a rough 2K these two days on my novella “Clandestine Hearts”. I am working on several different projects every weekend to stir the writing juices. It’s a thing I should have done a long time ago, but I am lazy. Don’t mind me. On my to-do-list stands the search for a new journal. My fave black fake leather one is on Dec 04 and I am just on chapter 3 of “Clandestine Hearts” on it. I also have to arrange my pictures on my PC. So many, so chaotic.

I also plan the start of a new blog on Blogger. I have been inspired by all the people posting poetry, pictures, thoughts and all those tiny bits of something that provoke deep thoughts and me being a person, who likes these details and beautiful small things in life, I want to delve into that as well. My camera will finally be fixed, so I can go around and take pictures.

Anyways I posted a review on my newest top favorite movie “Stranger than Fiction”, which has a lot to do with books, so anyone interested can click on Temple Library Reviews.

New Words: 1, 463
Total Words: 29, 232

Deadline/Target: July
Reason for stopping: I couldn’t strain myself anymore, because the scene really demanded a lot of attention to detail.
Sample: Here she was running from starved shadow demon hounds, twice for the same week, and listened to a seductive male voice in her head, who urged her to step into puddles of blood that increased her speed. Quite frankly, she had no idea what was worse. Why does this happen to me? Persistent death attempts are reserved for the heroes.
Good things: I think I got a good action scene going on with introduction to the Nightmare dimension, although Samantha doesn’t quite know it. The vision is original in my opinion.
Bad things: This scene may be a bit too big for me to take at the first draft or at all, which is a pity. I have problem with my focus, getting deeper in her head and placing the internals at the right time. I am relaxed though, cause eventually I will get it.
Real life: The weather is really strange today, since it rains and the sun is shining at the same time. It’s cold as well and my hands and feet feel like dead meat. I hate my slow blood circulation. Anyways I posted a review about my favorite anime “D.Gray Man” over at Temple Library Reviews.

Today I am going to sacrifice my hair in order to appease my parents. Disturbing, really. I want it a bit longer so that my damn cheeks won’t look like balloon fish, but whatever. It will grow back, it always does and hopefully will until I am 80.

I also estimated that I am waiting for ten marvelous books to arrive and sadly that calculation reminded me that I am going to fry at my Math test on the 13^th. Dear God how I hate unreal equations and trigonometry. I so hope for a C. That way I will get a B for this half of the year and combined with my A the first half I will have A for the year. Go me!

Of course I will fry in literature, because the same I have to write an essay as a test for my final grade and the authors suck. We have a communist poet with, about which we are forbidden to hint at communism (don’t ask, it’s complicated). Then comes an abstract poet, who writes about doors, windows, balconies, cars and wheels. Basically you read and shout “Say What???”. The third is not better as he is thought to be Bulgaria’s greatest story teller and in his short stories, absolutely nothing happens and yet my teacher manages to dip tons of symbolism lying underneath a coat for instance. I see doom looming over me. I see studying.

PS: I also have to help put the wallpapers back! Eek!

"Forged in Blood" ~ Adult Urban Fantasy

New Words: 2,004
Total Words: 27, 769
Deadline/Target: July
Reason for stopping: Had to write a review for my review blog

Sample: I hope there are some libraries here at least, she thought and stood to her feet. If everything seemed possible and loads of crap dumped on her head, she would better get a good book as a consolation prize. Her hair was tied in a large knot behind her head and she was ready to move. She trusted the paved streets to at least get her somewhere. The feel of uneven, but stone like material was her only beacon in the darkness apart from the burning tree leaves around the well and another flickering shine. The light was ivory white and ghastly. It blinked from time to time, giving her some sense of what her surroundings were.

Good things: I am writing again and this time I did twice as much as I usually do.
Bad things: I think that around 90% of what I wrote is written like crap and can be done better, thus more edits later. Ugh.
Real life: I wrote a new review at Temple Library Reviews about “Taste of Night” by Vicki Pettersson, watched a zombie movie and won a copy of “Rogue” from a giveaway. Not a bad day.

Even in Spring break Mondays are bad days. First off it rains and it’s so cold in the house, since we did the smartest thing ever, aka remove the coal burning stove we used for the winter, thus getting a bath I impossible unless your cold tolerance is extreme. Bad part is that we need it since, today we spent around 7 hours taking down the old wallpapers from the walls. Mission “Spring Cleaning” was supposed to be easy enough. Unfortunately it was not and now my back hurts like every other part of my body.

I am pretty pissed at my dad, since the lazy man spent these 7 hours in the other part of the house and did absolutely nothing! Yes, he did absolutely nothing. I repeat nothing apart from resting himself, because he was oh-so-tired to the brink of exhaustion, since he prepared lunch. I proposed to my mom to give him as a late birthday gift an apron saying “The woman in the House” since my mom wears pants way more often anyways. Every day I ask myself the question “Will I become like this, when I get old?”. Quite frankly it’s worse than the scariest zombie horror movie.

Anyways in between rooms we managed to organize all the books we owned, my mother and me, and due to all the new books and other items we have collected recently we had to say bye to a great part of those books. My mother has over 300 titles in her personal library, most of them in Russian, so with a heavy heart she has to donate a lot, near 100 of those to the city library. My books ran up to nearly 70, which are not as much as I would like to have, but I have read more than 70 I assure you! So because of the whole review blogging I am saying bye to exactly the half. It’s painful! So painful! The good part is that they are going to a friend of mine, who enjoys fantasy, so the thought that they will be loves is soothing.

Good news for today is that I contacted Solaris and received an e-mail today regarding my request to review for them. The answer is affirmative, so soon I will have books to read. Yum! Thanks to Dolce Bellezza I will be receiving a very early birthday present in the form of “Inkheart” and I am pleased to know that John Joseph Adams will send me his anthology “Wastelands”. On a side note I will be guest blogging at The Book Swede so Chris will be sending me more books. All in all, I won’t be bored soon.

Today I hosted my interview with Kristopher Reisz over at Temple Library Reviews and for my LJ people, always wanting to know more, the treat is in the usual places HERE and THERE. Sadly though, I failed to write my review of “Taste of Night” by Vicki Pettersson. Well there is always tomorrow for that as well.

{PS: Amazing art is provided from the deviant art gallery of Jessica Oyhenart aka tattereddreams}

{The wonderful portrait of Belatrix is courtesy of Jessica OyhenHeart aka tattereddreams. The art itself has no meaning to the post, but it's green and it deserves to be shown.}

Saturday proved to be disastrous as I was battling a virus. It struck me hard on the head on Friday night with a pounding headache and then by 1 am it turned to 101 degree fever. By that time all my senses blended in a symphony of pain. My nose was stuffed and I had the sensation I had concrete inside. Water tasted like bitter toxic and my head contained the explosions of several nuclear war heads, which then decided to implode. So I was able to recover right now, Sunday, which by the way is Easter by the Orthodox Christian church. So Happy Easter Day from me, finally. The news said that there hasn’t been such great of a distance between the Orthodox and Catholic churches on when Easter is.

Anyways today proved to be very productive on several notes. First I changed my template on my Blogger account. I like green, but well I wanted something darker and more individual. So after I spent an hour searching for the new look and another two applying it and fixing my columns since they were lost in the process, I squealed in delight and targeted the next blog aka Temple Library Reviews, which by the way has a more ancient look. The template is basically a design of a parchment with cool ornamentation and it’s golden and amber and somewhere in between.

I am not planning on writing fiction, procrastination feels too good right now, but I did write some poetry to ease back the transition of not writing to writing. Here is my newest and hopefully well written.

Been cleaning the shelves lately and trying to find small crevices left here and there to fit all my books. My house is small and sadly inhabited by six other human beings, who have their stuff and greedily want to take all the space for their stuff. Of course I spend around 80 bucks on books this year, because of my unhealthy attraction to the bookstore hunk and all I get is trouble. Sadly, I might consider donating books to libraries or giving them to friends, but seeing how all I have is fantasy I doubt anyone would want them anyways. I would give them away too of course on my blog, but unless you are a Bulgarian I highly doubt that you will cope with the language. Sigh.

Anyways I found some cool titles, while cleaning. I never realized I have read George R R Martin before until I found his “Windhaven” lurking around. I was thirteen, when I read it and being bad with the memory I totally forgot, who the author was.

However these are the new books in the collection:
1. Stephen King with “Salem’s Lot” (Mihai did recommended, I did want to read it and then pop the universe presents me with a new reprint in Bulgarian with cool slick covers)
2. “Perfume: The Story of a Murder” by Patrick Süskind
3. “Gifts” & “Voices” in one book by Ursula LeGuin.
4. “The Children of Hurin” by Tolkien
5. “Equal Rites” by Terry Pratchett

I so have to update my Shelfari.

Anyways since it’s Friday and I am thinking of doing a Friday Fifteen of the novels included on my To Be Read list. Those five above are included simultaneously.
1. “Savor Me Slowly” by Gena Showalter (100 pages in the story)
2. “Amberlight” by Sylvia Kelso
3. “Dark Maiden” by Norma Lehr
4. “Truancy” by Isamu Fukui
5. “Left Hand of Darkness” by Ursula LeGuin
6. “Jane Ayre” by Charlotte Bronte for the Herding Cats challenge
7. “Persuasion” by Jane Austin for the same challenge
8. “Inkheart” by Cornelia Funke, yet again for the challenge
9. “Awaken me Darkly” by Gena Showalter
10. “Mistborn: The Final Empire” by Brandon Sanderson

Add to these the first five and the list concluded, but I so have to read the Walker Papers, I have the first three novels and the novella Banshee Cries or at least I think it’s a novella. I am too lazy right now to check, you can decapitate me later if I made a mistake. *yawn* Then come of course the Rachel Morgan series, whole first five books I have, but dear oh dear, haven’t been able to read. Time management skills suck.

Side Notes:
~ I will attempt to write something on my current WIP “FiB”, but that will happen after my cup of coffee and the report will most probably will be documented tomorrow.
~ I posted my review of “Carrie” by Stephen King on Temple Library Reviews, but since the novel is old and interest is more likely to be small and me being lazy to post all over the Internet, I will limit it to there only. Sorry LJ people.

{PS: The wonderful “Tree of Books” is done by Vlad Gerasimov, while the cute “Garden of Books” is done by Treeman}

Karma is interesting thing that humans have thought of and well it’s just so strange to find some many positive things that are stuck neck deep into the puddle of crap. For starts I just want to announce that my interview with Jeaniene Frost is ready and posted on “Temple Library Reviews” and on the usual spots on LJ (Here and There). I love the feeling that I can achieve something in this field and establish a name like Fantasy Book Critic and Dear Author have already done. Kudos to them!

On the other hand right now I lose a lot of time jumping from blog to blog and add links and what not. It gives me migraines, quite frankly, but I love it so no negativity, just tired eyes.

Now onto more pressing issue regarding my skin condition. Due to the infamous pimple predisposition of my skin towards I visited a specialist, a really good specialist on dermatology. So everything is fine, she gives me all the medical supplies, which I obediently apply to my skin and five days later I look in the mirror and scream. When she meant ‘you are gonna feel some irritating drought of your skin’ she certainly hadn’t in mind, my skin turning the color of a basketball and pulling like a tight leather mask over my flesh. It burns, feels petrified and makes me wanna scratch it and my long beard added doesn’t make my day any more comfortable.

So today we visit her and she keeps apologizing 10 times, because it seems that I have been the only one of all her patients prescribed with these medicaments to have reacted this way. Oh, well I took this with a sense of humor, cause well I am fond to be the first at everything new and out of the tradition. As long as it’s fixable that woman has a chance to see the end of the following month. If not, I am finding my favorite cleaver and off to the doctor’s office we go.

Homicidal intents apart, it’s funny. My sister claims that I would be a much scarier Freddy Krueger with my face like this and I on the other hand know how my face will look after 50 years, when it’s really wrinkled. We even have interesting conversations about like:

ME: My skin is dying.

SISTER: No it’s not.

ME: It’s shriveling, crumbling and looks like dead.

SISTER: Your skin is changing its skin, silly and please stop singing.

Downer is also that I can’t open my mouth much, because stretching the skin around it hurts and I have to behave like a robot with no mimicking. Now I know also how women with lifting and botox injections gone wrong feel like. Poor things.

PS: I read “Taste of night”! Will review it soon

It has been one hell of a day to tell you the truth. Apart from the awful skin condition problem I have been experiencing, about which I am going to post tomorrow after another appointment with the dermatologist, things have been busy.

Much of the time today was invested into my new pet project “Temple Library Reviews”, which is as you guess it a reviewing blog. I am reading this year, way more than I have before and I love commenting and review blog sounded most natural to me to start. I also have my first review posted as a starting post. I also featured it at Urban Fantasy Writer’s group and Urban Fantasy Fan’s. The novel is “Unleashed” by Kristopher Reisz.

Today I also finished two interviews: one with Kristopher Reisz and the other with Jason Pinter. Of course soon I will post my interview with Jeaniene Frost as well and see who my next interrogation target will be.

In other news I scored almost maximum points on the geography exam and that gets me a full A anyways, so all is good. I think that means I don’t have to go to the actual and I get free time from geography.

Today I also happened to talk about a job opportunity at a jeep safari, but seeing how low and insecure the pay was and that I had to drive the jeep on hills and tough terrains as well as speak to the guests in German and English, I said may be and if you need me as a guide, no driver. Then he went on about how that means even lower pay and even more insecurity and how the business is new. At this point I was polite to say, to call me later, but there is no way I am saying yes to that. Young, not stupid, duh.

Quite frankly all of this, plus the skin condition, where my face is almost brown and feels like a sewn tight leather mask worries me even more. I am a bit fruitless on the writing front. Words struggle, so I let go and well I just type down from my journals to my PC.

I am so hyper excited today, because good things keep happening and I am so excited to be alive this week. I think Karma finally decided to give me the week of good things happening. First my literature teacher is sick, which means no final grade deciding test on Wednesday! Now Dolce Belezza, this amazing woman with one of the best blogs out there, gave me this:

I am so honored to have this Gold Card Award and be considered as a great friend by this amazing person, whom I’ve known for not enough time. As the rules go I am going to grant this card to five other bloggers, who have been extra ordinary friends to me and have great blogs, even though I want to give it to ten people. Bellezza know that you deserve this one too, but I don't think I can send it to you again, since you already have one.

1. Marcia Collete: She is this doll with big brains and sweet talk. Cross the literary wisdom of a literature professor with the bubbly personality of an innocent cheerleader and there you have it. What I love most about her is not only the topics she chooses to blog about, but the time she takes to comment back every single comment on her post.

2. Tyhitia Green: What I like about Tyhitia is her love for the horror and her wickedness to post all these macabre pictures on pink font. Major creepiness for me. she has been super duper friends with me and commented, when I doubted anyone read my Blogger. Of course her appreciation posts for different months like Black History Month and Women’s History Month honor big names in both the literature world and the normal one.

3. Karen Mahoney: My LJ author in the making, who is going to make it. Her blog is full of all literature tads and bits related. She is this Wonder Woman counterpart with just the best sense of humor is willing to embrace you open heartedly and make you her friend. You go girl!

4. Meredith Wood aka Shea: Another LJ author in the making with one heck of an attitude. What I like best about her is that she thinks my crappy jokes are funny and that she let me read her manuscript as a beta reader. I am going to mention that in my memoirs you know. She is right now something as my critique partner and her comments are awesome!

5. Fandoria aka Leisa: Like all my friends this one is yet again in the literature department and is a cooky person that I wanna hug. Apart from her blog, which I totally love, she just was there when things were crazy and showed me that my life is not going to crash and burn. Thank you for that darling.

And I am finally going to participate in a reader’s challenge called 342,752 Ways to Herd Cats. The challenge runs from May 1st through November 30th. You list 10 of your favorite books and submit the list to her. Then you go and look at other peoples’ lists and pick 3 books from their lists and commit to read them. Bottle of Shine is the host for this challenge and there you can find other people’s lists. So here are my 10 for the scheme:

1. “Dracula” by Bram Stocker
2. “The DaVinchi Code” by Dan Brown
3. “Dark is the Moon” by Ian Irvain ~ Actually I love all the four books in the series, so if you like start from the first one and read everything.
4. “Wyrd Sisters” by Terri Prattchet
5. “The Picture of Dorian Gray” by Oscar Wilde
6. “Lolita” by Vladimir Nabokov
7. “Pride and Prejudice” by Jane Austin
8. “Alchemist” by Paulo Coehlo
9. “Stray” by Rachel Vincent
10. “Scent of Shadows” by Vicki Pettersson

And these are my three official books that I will read:
1. “Left hand of Darkness” by Ursula LeGuin
2. ”Jane Ayre” by Charlotte Bronte
3. “Persuasion” by Jane Austin

Quite frankly from all the books in the library in Bulgaria I know I can find the classics and well I have the Ursula novel, but never started it. I am so pissed, because I wanted to read many other books, but well American authors are not translated enougha nd stacked into libraries in Bulgaria. Such a shame.
Extra books: “Inkheart, “Frankenstein”, “Notebook”, “The Stand”, if I manage to find them.

People suddenly I realized that my blog has turned into some kind of a review avenue not that this is bad, but well I think I need more personal posts and here is the perfect timing to post one of those. For a introvert with the tendency to make out in virtual reality with my PC being my best pimp and ho I am actually attending too much parties.

Thursday my best friend in the whole wide world and poetry muse Pavlina stepped into adulthood and well she wanted to celebrate the occasion with style. Thursday being a weekday seemed inappropriate for the celebration, but that didn’t stop me from giving her my present, which was the luxury edition of Shakespeare’s sonnets with leather bound covers, gilded pages ornamented with flower patters and original version and translation of the sonnets. I also added a quite fridge magnet with a saying about true friends and wrote an acrostic poem, which read Happy Birthday, but in Bulgarian.

She loved it of course. Now to the good part. Saturday was the day the party was planned. The destination led us to a bunch of bungalows near the sea and well we had a barbeque. Living in the sea capital and major tourist center in Bulgaria has its perks and those are the beach, although the water is a bit polluted and the scenic hills that are just too steep to be built with hotels. Alcohol was present, but I minded my glass since I had an exam on Sunday aka today. To say I had a blast is to say that the Pacific is a puddle. I finally grabbed the mike (aka an empty vodka bottle) and sang Celine Dion, the Titanic theme song. I am male and have no singing voice. Imagine the pain in the audience’s ears, but they clapped in the end, so who cares. I rocked! Then followed the limbo game, a dirty duet dancing on “I love Rock ’n Roll” (I was so naughty and my partner aka Pavlina was even more), of course then came the sausages and after the trip to the beach, which was illuminated by the huge silvery full moon, came the cake. OH MY GOD! It was frigging delicious, every molecule made out of chocolate. My stomach had an orgasm.

The following day aka today I woke up at 9 am went home, showered, drank several cups of coffee and went to the geography exam. Boy it was harder getting into the building than doing the test. It took less time. It was easy breezy and since they let us keep the questions I checked them at home and well guys I had only one mistake out of 60 questions, which is quite cool, even though I wanted it to be brilliant. Now I am all weirded out since I am scared to death whether they are gonna accept me with my low math grades. But that is some months away, so I am gonna relax and concentrate on literature and see what happens next.

Best part is that with this out of my hair I can focus on my writing, since it suffered a bit because of the stress, but now I feel better and more able to finish what I started.

I finally got blessed with the pleasure to play along in these wonderful community games. Yes my darlings, I've been tagged by none other but latteya herself in the nearest book Meme.

Now for everybody to have extraordinary fun I am giving out the rules.

1. Pick up the nearest book.
2. Open to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the next three sentences.
5. Tag five people and post a comment tolatteya's blog (your tagees will post to mine, etc.) once you've posted your three sentences.

So the first book that is in closest perimeter to my hands and knowing is actually my sister's book "Brothers Lionheart" by Astrid Lindgren.  One of the first books that actually peaked my interest towards literature and it had those pretty illustrations. This is a direct translation from Bulgarian to English so it sounds little unstable. Translation is not my field.

"The inaccesible fortress of Tengil rose high, high in the Mountain of Ancient Mountains. There he lived. And very rarely did he go down the river to Briar Valley, but he did it to scare the people, to remind them who he was and to hack every seed of a dream for freedom, Jonathan had told me."

Now let's tag people. I pick:
1. kazdreamer
2. goth_huntress
3. cocoskeeper
4. astres
5. music_lover3

I meant to do this review way earlier, but when procrastination with an upcoming exam in geography hits you can never say no. You may notice that the book, which is going under the magnifying glass of my brilliant deductions is in fact not fantasy. I think it’s one of those black sheep that somehow managed to take a place in my herd of sheep.

“The Guilty” by Jason Pinter is a welcome break from the paranormal world and really broadened my horizons, when it comes to literature, since I rarely read outside of what I feel comfortable and the whole blurb of the book left me a bit skeptic:

No matter how much the Hollywood clichés from thrillers and cop movies persisted in my mind, the experience of reading the novel was pleasant. “The Guilty” starts with a scene of a young fictional star, Athena Paradis, from the caliber of Paris Hilton as she comes to a night club and in those first pages I felt like I was transported into a red carpet premiere. It was so rich in description and the whole atmosphere swelled with glamour. That was a really neat hook, even though the book changed the style and the pace and that was that to the pretty description.

In its essential the whole book revolves around the cat and mouse game Henry Parker and the Boy are into and an additional scavenger hunt around the persona of this serial killer psychopath. Following Henry Parker through this whole media mayhem and piecing clues together is exciting. This coupled with his job as a reporter creates great interest and for some reason I always imagine him like Peter Parker aka Spriderman because of the name. Speaking of reporters I felt some awesome fifties vibe to this story, since I think that was the time reporters were praised by society and they were the hotshots. Visualizing of how these events occurred I imagined a black and white fifties world, even though characters mention YouTube and cell phon