Refer to my last post to understand the following -
The Summoning turned out to be lame-o. I got to page 50-something and nearly threw the book out the window. Jeez. The first chapter or so made it seem so good! But then when the main character got put in the mental home for teens, it was so bad. The dialogue is so trite, childish. The characters are unrealistic in their actions, and so stereotypical. There's a stereotypical "mean girl", a stereotypical "boy who everyone crushes on"...ugh. I was expecting a lush, mysterious story about the supernatural, as the plot summary and first chapter led me to believe. But really...? Well, there's another book I'm going to need to return.
Maybe my problem is that I'm expecting a more mature reading level than what I'm reading. I looked in the young adult section. Maybe I should just move on to plain-cut fiction. I'm just sick of reading these lame young adult books that all have the same type of situations and unrealistic dialogue.
The lack of good young adult fiction (Twilight is the only series that has satisfied me recently, and that's saying a lot, as Twilight ain't exactly canonical) is pushing me to continue writing my own books. As Toni Morrison once said, "I wrote my first novel because I wanted to read it." Obviously, I'm not the only one who has struggled to find a good book.
ANYWAY, enough ranting about books.
I don't think I like Bubbles anymore. Sad. I don't get that same spark-in-my-heart feeling when he talks to me or jokes with me anymore. Sad. Sad, sad, sad. Kind of. I like having someone to like. It makes me feel less lonely, even if we aren't going out. Maybe it gives me some sort of purpose? Eeeh, I don't like saying that, but it's kind of true.
I went through my old CDs yesterday and found two of my Backstreet Boys CDs, and just sat there listening to their slow jamz. I remember when I was 7 or 8, I would cry over the song "All I Have to Give", thinking they actually meant what they were singing. But when I was listening to the CD yesterday, all I could think was, "Okay, someone wrote this song for them to sing. Not one of them came up with this, none of them intended it for anyone." And it's kind of funny. Makes me so appreciate singers who write their own music. Like...I heard that the song 1,2,3,4 by the Plain White T's was written specifically for their girlfriends...and the music video stars their own girlfriends. As opposed to the Backstreet Boys who hired "hot models" to pose as their lovers in their videos.
The Summoning turned out to be lame-o. I got to page 50-something and nearly threw the book out the window. Jeez. The first chapter or so made it seem so good! But then when the main character got put in the mental home for teens, it was so bad. The dialogue is so trite, childish. The characters are unrealistic in their actions, and so stereotypical. There's a stereotypical "mean girl", a stereotypical "boy who everyone crushes on"...ugh. I was expecting a lush, mysterious story about the supernatural, as the plot summary and first chapter led me to believe. But really...? Well, there's another book I'm going to need to return.
Maybe my problem is that I'm expecting a more mature reading level than what I'm reading. I looked in the young adult section. Maybe I should just move on to plain-cut fiction. I'm just sick of reading these lame young adult books that all have the same type of situations and unrealistic dialogue.
The lack of good young adult fiction (Twilight is the only series that has satisfied me recently, and that's saying a lot, as Twilight ain't exactly canonical) is pushing me to continue writing my own books. As Toni Morrison once said, "I wrote my first novel because I wanted to read it." Obviously, I'm not the only one who has struggled to find a good book.
ANYWAY, enough ranting about books.
I don't think I like Bubbles anymore. Sad. I don't get that same spark-in-my-heart feeling when he talks to me or jokes with me anymore. Sad. Sad, sad, sad. Kind of. I like having someone to like. It makes me feel less lonely, even if we aren't going out. Maybe it gives me some sort of purpose? Eeeh, I don't like saying that, but it's kind of true.
I went through my old CDs yesterday and found two of my Backstreet Boys CDs, and just sat there listening to their slow jamz. I remember when I was 7 or 8, I would cry over the song "All I Have to Give", thinking they actually meant what they were singing. But when I was listening to the CD yesterday, all I could think was, "Okay, someone wrote this song for them to sing. Not one of them came up with this, none of them intended it for anyone." And it's kind of funny. Makes me so appreciate singers who write their own music. Like...I heard that the song 1,2,3,4 by the Plain White T's was written specifically for their girlfriends...and the music video stars their own girlfriends. As opposed to the Backstreet Boys who hired "hot models" to pose as their lovers in their videos.
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