How To Get Through The Changing Weather And Still Enjoy Your Nightly Reading:

Anyone else feelin’ this way tonight? (Talking to my Northern Hemisphere peeps here~) Or, like, the last week or so? Day OR night? XD I’ve been freezing pretty much every day and walking around my house bundled up with hoodie, hat, socks, and all. Tea and coffee have also been my constant companions because nothing else is helping. D8

This is too cool: Vials with miniature books (I WANT ONE… or several million xD)

Miniature Books In A Bottle

Ever wanted to carry a book with you WHEREVER you go? Have it stuffed into a pocket or strung around your neck? (For the effect as well as the pride, of course.) Well look no further!

Tiny books in a bottle anyone? XD What books would you want miniaturized?


10 Ways to Tell if Your Story Should be a Memoir or a Novel [reblog]

10 Ways to Tell if Your Story Should be a Memoir or a Novel
By: | January 23, 2012

You want to write about something that happened to you. You operated an air charter service in the scorched red Australian outback, or your whole family drank excessively, or you were on an ordinary walk with your husband when he was killed midsentence by a runaway van that drove a parking meter into his head. Should you write about your experience strictly as a memoir, or use the story as the basis for a novel? Perhaps you’ve been puzzling over this question.


Just wanted to share this incredible article with anyone writing a memoir or fictional memoir in this year’s NANOWRIMO.

Remember, Remember The Fifth of November… (It’s That Time of Year Again)


Typically I celebrate this day with a long overdue showing of V For Vendetta, followed (or preceded) by the reading of said graphic novel of the same name… And dancing. Lots and lots of dancing. But this year, I think a little poetry is also in order, don’t you agree?

DISCLAIMER: I’m implying no hatred for the current Pope (since he’s proving to be a pretty awesome guy) by posting this. People were just really angry back then. Still are. But can you blame them?


The Fifth of November (1870)

Remember, remember!
The fifth of November,
The Gunpowder treason and plot;
I know of no reason
Why the Gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot!
Guy Fawkes and his companions
Did the scheme contrive,
To blow the King and Parliament
All up alive.
Threescore barrels, laid below,
To prove England’s ovethrow.
But, by God’s providence, him they catch,
With a dark lantern, lighting a match!
A stick and a stake
For King James’s sake!
If you won’t give me one,
I’ll take two,
The better for me,
And the worse for you.
A rope, a rope, to hang the Pope,
A penn’orth of cheese to choke him,
A pint of beer to wash it down,
And a jolly good fire to burn him.
Holloa, boys! holloa, boys! make the bells ring!
Holloa, boys! holloa, boys! God save the King!
Hip, hip, hooor-r-r-ray!

English Folk Verse, c.1870

How will you spend your Guy Fawkes Night? Fireworks? Celebration? Bonfire? Dancing? Movie and a Book? Will this be just another day for you, or will it be remembered… as the lyric goes:

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