All the Bright Places: A Book Review


Opinionated Man:

I don’t read many book reviews and only recently did one on 50 shades myself, but yours are really fun! I like the video clips you add too! Thanks for stopping by the blog and hopefully you don’t mind the reboot! -OM
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Originally posted on abOOkishOwl:

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Author: Jennifer Niven

Publisher: Knopf

Published on: January 2015

Genre: Young-Adult, Contemporary, Mental Issues

Synopsis:

Theodore Finch is fascinated by death, and he constantly thinks of ways he might kill himself. But each time, something good, no matter how small, stops him.

Violet Markey lives for the future, counting the days until graduation, when she can escape her Indiana town and her aching grief in the wake of her sister’s recent death.

When Finch and Violet meet on the ledge of the bell tower at school, it’s unclear who saves whom. And when they pair up on a project to discover the “natural wonders” of their state, both Finch and Violet make more important discoveries: It’s only with Violet that Finch can be himself—a weird, funny, live-out-loud guy who’s not such a freak after all. And it’s only with Finch that Violet can forget to count away the days…

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Why Do You Write?


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Why Do You Write?
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Originally posted on Fortune's Expensive Smile:

Imagine a row of houses built so close to one another that each living room window could open into its neighbor’s. Caged within each home is the spirit of different memories and moments from life. One contains an entire childhood. Further down the street lives the cobalt blue eyes of a true love; and how it felt when they pierced your very essence. Thirty years of moments and feelings locked within their own home on a darkened memory lane.

Now imagine simultaneously opening every window at once. Suddenly a boy, who at eight, caught the biggest blue gill his uncle had ever saw, slaps his hand to his forehead upon seeing his eight year old son and says “Didn’t see that one coming!”

Every breath you take scatters the ashes of previous years through the window-made-breezeway connecting each home. The adult you’ve become shakes hands with the adult you envisioned…

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It’s Always Been You


Opinionated Man:

You do love me. I knew it. -OM
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Originally posted on The Darkest Raven:

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Every word
Every sentence
Every paragraph and
Dotted lines
I think of you
All the time

The phrases
The rhythms and
Each syllables are made
Of our memories
I long to bury for
So many nights

Each scraps of paper
And deleted letters
Are words unuttered
Because of too much pain
That needs to be
Lost and forgotten

But each bleeds of my pen
And every curve of
My alphabet is
Still screaming
Your name
Reminding me
It’s always
Been you


Ethel Beckett © 2015.Brisbane

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Circling the Drain


Opinionated Man:

Koreans are up for anything! I suggest more Korean friends. I also regularly cycle out my imaginery friends to keep me from getting bored. It helps… except Fred never listens. -OM
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Originally posted on Cognitive Reflection:

I read a post recently about friendship and whilst impossible (at least for me) to understand the exact dynamic between these two people it forces you to think about your own friendships.

I have a very small circle of friends, probably is less than 10 people. Most of these people I’ve known for 20/30+ years and yet even after all this time when you think that you will always know these people until the day you die we have drifted apart.

Out of those 10 there is one that I suppose is a best friend if that term is still valid in your 40s. We have an uncanny connection. But even that relationship is on a downward slope. He spends most of his time at his girlfriends and she lives many miles away, he will be moving up there properly soon and I doubt I will see him very much…

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Are you scared?


Opinionated Man:

A very personal write that opens up many questions. Thanks for sending me the post and hopefully you don’t mind the share. -OM
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Originally posted on Just a Blog Rambling On:

A conversation I remember clearly, one that will always stay with me is when I asked Nanny if she was scared.

Joe and I had gone to visit her and Granddad not long after we found out there was nothing left the doctors could do, Joe and Granddad went to the pub and I stayed with Nanny. I needed some time with her. I needed to ask her something.

I needed to know if she was scared of dying, of leaving us. She said no, she wasn’t scared of dying but she is worried about Granddad. She was worrying how he would cope when she was gone. 

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