Fantasy Flow Before Christmas

Mind that whatever I write here, is not planned in advance. It is just one of those evenings when I am ready to write as I think, so, if something seems incoherent and unpolished, please feel okay with it.

I  might sound harsh just because it is so bitterly dark outside, and there is not much snow. The sky is absolutely starless. Feels nearly as if everything and everybody is asleep, waiting for a miracle, which is not to come sooner than a week will have passed.

What do we all expect? Same as always – love and happiness. We wish for it every year, as if it is never given to us. It is wrong. We just have to value our loved ones. Even if we do, it is never enough. We are so greedy, so thirsty for happiness. In such a way, we will never ever be happy.

What is it that makes us unhappy? Is it important enough to make us as nasty as we are – just dreaming, and doing nothing to save what we already have? Do we really want to give the unpleasant things that much importance? They do not deserve it!

I’ve said that the darkness outside make me feel edgy. But nights should be dark. It is like this. And nights are beautiful. And somebody else somewhere is enjoying this darkness and counting the yellow spots of lighted windows; wondering what their neighbours are doing at this late hour; or just chatting with their sweetheart; or watching a nice romantic comedy? Shouldn’t I do the same, instead of yielding to melancholy.

I definitely should. So I stop writing and continue with a book I am enjoying tremendously (btw, it is beyond the TBR list I posted earlier this month, so I am going to keep it secret for a while, but sure be ready for a book review real soon!).



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Doctor Who Book Tag


Going to start a series of book tags with this strange one I saw on Bookish Queen Blog – hope it’s fun for me to write, for you to read and later pass on!

1. The Classics: A classic book that still fits into YA literature

A question to all of you: do we already consider Harry Potter to be a classic? If we still do not, we will very soon indeed.

But currently… it could be Oliver Twist, being a touching, heart-warming book.

2. The Ninth Doctor: A book you feel is very underrated

Hard to think of any, ’cause I’ve just realised that I have always read critically acclaimed books. But since this requires an answer, I think all the unpublished novels written by my friends, which I take so much pleasure in reading, require a genuine public recognition which is still not there 🙂

3. David Tennant: A book or series that was hard to say goodbye to when it ended

Definitely Hunger Games. And probably Caster Chronicles, too. I mean, the characters of these series became a family to me. I could not cope with losing the further track of their lives.

4. Matt Smith: A book that made you smile

I generally tend to read books that make me cry, haha, therefore the question requires some deep reflection… um, maybe Anne of Green Gables, one of my favourite books during the teenage years.

5. Rose and Ten: One of your ships that never sailed

If this means a book that I intended to read, even started it, but then abandoned, then it is Les Miserables. Yes. Sadly. It hasn’t worked out. This is why my TBR list is going to differ a lot from the one I make at the end of February – on the books that I’ll have actually read. I don’t know. It was just so heavy, depressing and hard to follow… probably I do not understand something. Hugo fans are sure to unsubsribe My English Paradise for sure, I am sorry to have disappointed you. But first please let me know in the comment section what you love about this book – it will help me to be more patient next time I decide to read it once more. Hopefully till the end.

6. Weeping Angel: A book that you blinked and it was over

Twilight was the book I read fastest. I just couldn’t stop. But the strange thing is – I forgot what it was all about as soon as I closed it. Maybe reading books that fast is not good at all – they vanish from your memory at once.

7. Daleks: A book you want to exterminate

Oh no, I am not going to answer this, it would resemble censorship if I did.

8. Bowties Are Cool: A bandwagon you jumped on early

Cannot think of such – I am always late, and always behind the trends…

9. Run you clever boy, and remember: A book with an awesome plot twist that you didn’t see coming

Probably Isabella’s running away with Heathcliff in Wuthering Heights was a turn I didn’t expect.

10. Raxacoricofallapatorius: A book with hard to pronounce names or titles

If I was a fan of fantasy, I would find this question easy to answer, but sadly I’m not, so I wait for your answers in the comment section – recommend a good book to me, but with hard-pronounceable title and names, please 🙂

11. The T.A.R.D.I.S: A book that took you back in time

Oh, there are too many of them, because I tend to read classics, and they are all taking me back in time – Vanity Fair, Sense and Sensibility, Gone with the Wind… (three dots hiding dozens more)

Any volunteers to complete the tag? Feel free to join the book tags marathon, so that the we spread the popularity of reading across this strongly cinema-Internet-technological world!


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Books I Want to Read This Winter

Huge thanks to Jenny in Neverland for her 25 Autumn blog post ideas – this is how I got inspired for this post, only I decided to make it a winter one! Be sure to check Jenny’s blog – maybe the topic of your most successful seasonal post hides there!


So, my TBR for December-January would probably be:


Lorna Doone by R. D. Blackmore, because a Victorian romance set in the 17th century is something I have longed so much for since God knows when.


Les Miserables by Victor Hugo, because I am ashamed of not having read it up until now.


The Forsyte Saga by John Galsworthy, because I loved the screen adaption starring Damian Lewis so much.


The Remains of the Day, because there is so much talk about Kazuo Ishiguro, and I feel a bit out of place in this world, not having read any of his works.


Dangerous Creatures series, because the Beautiful Creatures stuff captured me so much I want to prolong the fun.

But, as I am not still quite sure, I am curious to know:

Can you read Hugo without crying?

How long it took you to read The Forsyte Saga?

Have you read Dangerous Creatures and what it is like to the fans of the previous series?

Have I missed some great book you could recommend me?

Please be active in the comment section and help me modify my TBR list if you think it could be changed!


Images taken from

University of Reading Weblogs

Simon & Schuster


Amazon UK

The Caster Chronicles Wiki – Fandom

Planet Smarty Pants

Feeling Like Evanescence, or Why a Hiatus Is Definitely for the Better


I tend to go on a blogging hiatus from time to time. My last one has been pretty long… almost as long as the absence of any new Evanescence song in my life.

But I think that a hiatus is not a tragedy. Absolutely. It just means that you have run out of all the previous inspiration and are ready to move on to something new. And any trip – especially a courageous one – requires time.

I need time. I need time to understand the flawlessness of Imperfection. Time is silence, be it a verbal or a written one.



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My Name in To-Be-Read Books


I have come across this wonderful TBR book tag on Carolyne’s Bookish Queen Blog and felt sooo tempted to do it I just could not resist the fun. Well –

C – A Christmas Carol

A – Anne of Green Gables

T – The Thorn Birds

H – Hunger Games

I – If I Stay

E – Emma

(could not find any starting with an y, so went on with changing the spelling of my name to complete the task 😀 hope it was worth it haha)


P.S. If anybody else is eager to do this, join in and tag me!

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Parking Lot

“Love is not enough
For me to be with you.
Maybe you will laugh
At me – but it is true…
I love you with all
My heart and soul – so what?
That makes an evening call
Or tears in parking lot,
But nothing more than that
If you are not the one
For you… hey, what’s the mat–
My dear, what have you done?”

“Just kissed you!”

“What for?”

“To make you understand:
I love you even more
Than you could ever stand.
So, if you are not
Now too much cross at me,
Let’s drive to the parking lot –
I’ll make you see:
It’s not for letting tears
Run and pour down your face,
It’s for me to kiss you, dear,
Hold in embrace,
Whisper, sweet and low,
That I’ll meet you next day…
But never let you go and never drive away!”

My fave Lana del Rey in “Burning Desire”


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Because of Rob. Chapter 6

The party itself was of the boring kind, just like the ones rich people usually have. But this time it was for the better – nothing could distract me while playing my role.

Ben and I, we danced all the slow dances as they were an excellent basis for looking like infantile lovebirds. My every step and movement was a sudden remembrance of one romantic movie or another. I put my arms around Ben’s neck and drew his face closer to mine with that oh-dear-I-love-you-so-much expression. It was Ben’s turn to kiss me. On my lips. So that Mrs. E. was persuaded to the highest extent. But, of course, he touched only the corner of my mouth. I wouldn’t agree to have the first kiss as a fake theatre decoration. And I didn’t have the slightest inclination to kiss Ben. He definitely wasn’t my romantic hero no matter how handsome he looked.

I stared him sweetly in the eye while thinking – why the hell am I going to a math school? I am such a damn talented Hollywood actress! If they don’t give me an Oscar for this performance, I will go and steal it from the next winner (only if it’s not Keira Knightley, Kate Winslet or Reese Witherspoon, my idols).


Mrs. E. was watching us with that slightly reproachful expression adults usually do when teenagers are looking too intimate in their presence.

Mrs. Caroline was the happiest person of the party. I winked at her, putting my head on Ben’s shoulder with a smile. She could almost think I meant I really  like your boy. In a way, she would be right – it was nice and safe, being with him and even playing romance with him. It is always like this when you are not fallen head over heals, although everyone around thinks you are, and only the two of you know what all this sweetness really means – just friends. It was a mute agreement between us as it was impossible to talk in the madness of that mercilessly loud music. I could easily lose my voice if we had talked.

My knees felt like failing me after all that endless dancing on high-heeled shoes and I gladly let Ben support me. No matter he really had to put his arm around my waist to make me stable. In other circumstances, I might have objected, but not then. Moreover, it made our Oscar-winning performance deserve a double Golden Globe in addition.

The very moment I leaned against Ben’s shoulder to be more secure, Mrs. Caroline made us a sign to approach. She and Mrs. E. had been watching us all along and it seemed like they had been talking about us. I was arrogant enough to suppose that they had been discussing me in particular.


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