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Mystery Week Lives On with ‘If You’re Out There’

Curious. The whole time I was reading this, I was nothing but curious. Intensely curious? Can you even say that? Well, if you can, that’s what I was.

I slept last night after finishing half of the book and at some point during my sleep, I think I had dreamt of this. More like I dreamt of myself reading this. I guess I’m the sort of person who dreams about the books she’s read…or reading. I never was but things are bound to change; it’s inevitable.

Never Never… Seriously

I haven’t finished—started, actually—a mystery novel after Verity but since that book reminded me of the disaster that is this series, I’m gonna talk about this instead.

I read the books waaaay back in 2016, though, but it feels like it was just yesterday (now that it was unearthed from the depths of my memory).

‘Verity’ Haunted My Dreams

Last night, after an entire day of basically scrolling through this book on my phone (I honestly do not miss physical books, don’t hate me), I finally finished it. And the whirlwind of emotions that came after were just as intense as the ones I felt while I was reading it. Imagine, I actually dreamt about this book!

Now, I can’t get it out of my head and I still feel a little bit disturbed. Although it’s not actually a horror book, it’s still giving me the creeps and the chills.

Two Can Keep A Secret… If One is Dead

Last week, I found out that Mx Karen wrote a sequel to One of Us is Lying, a Young Adult Mystery novel that I loved and read back in 2018.

Needless to say, I was excited. But after having read the book, all I felt was extreme disappointment. It wasn’t at all what I was expecting. And for the most part, it was really just corny and boring.

I Blame this Facebook Group

Last weekend, I woke up to an invite to this Facebook group called Tumblr Online Rambulan.

If I haven’t mentioned it before (which I doubt), I used to blog—more like write shitty life updates—on Tumblr. And it was fun… until it wasn’t.

The Politics is Overwhelming

I’ve always been vocal about my political stance. My social media connections (“friends”) know it, my actual friends know it, my relatives know it, even most of my blog readers know it (except if you’re new then hello, I’m vocal).

The thing is, I’m only 28 years old. Statistically, I still have a whole life ahead of me. I’m not some 60 or 70 or 80++ year old who can easily say that I’ve lived my life already so I don’t really care about what’s currently happening or what might happen in the next 5 or 10 years.

March 2020 Book Roundup

Reading truly is a funny thing. One minute I’m so into it, then the next I’m just tired of it all even though I’ve loved reading since elementary (I remember going through my cousin’s Nancy Drew books collection).

Or maybe reading isn’t the funny one and it’s actually me, the person whose attention span is similar to that of a toddler. And true to a kid’s nature, I easily change my mind about certain things. Today I like this and I can probably do it for hours and hours then tomorrow, I just don’t want to anymore.