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"I’m always amazed at friends who say they try to read at night in bed but always end up falling asleep. I have the opposite problem. If a book is good I can’t go to sleep, and stay up way past my bedtime, hooked on the writing. Is anything better than waking up after a late-night read and diving right back into the plot before you even get out of bed to brush your teeth?" -John Walters 

LOVE reading. Although, I didn't actually start readingreading until July of 2012 when I got my Nook, the love of my life.

Abbreviations I use in my reviews:

WTS (Wrist Twitch Syndrome) - The compulsory jerking of the wrist in an effort to pitch the nook away from the body to reduce mental anguish and self inflicted bodily harm. 

ERS (Eye Roll Syndrome)The act of rolling one’s eyes multiple times in a matter of mere minutes.

The severity of this syndrome tend to vary from benign eye rolls every now and then, depending on the situation and protagonist, to intense eye rolls, of which, cause the body to seize up for minutes at a time.

**Both symptoms tend to manifest as a result of naive, stupid, clueless, lovesick, rose-glasses wearing puddle-depth fucktard protagonists or an ag-on-izing storyline.

Currently reading

Frankenstein: Prodigal Son
Scott Brick, Kevin J. Anderson, Dean Koontz

Phoenix (Black City, #2)

Phoenix (Black City, #2) - Elizabeth  Richards

If I was asked to describe Phoenix in one thought, it would be completely and utterly fucking annoying.

It started out good then it went downhill quite fast. Ash and Natalie are doing good, they are planning the rest of their lives together; singing songs, holding hands and prancing about in fields of tall grass and all that jazz, and what I didn’t quite grasp was the fact that they thought that everything would be honky dory after the stunt that they pulled…oh you know, with Ash surviving and all? Yeah, they only lightly touch on some fear of Purian Rose's retaliation. They didn’t have that paranoid, over exaggerated sense of fear that they should have had. The type of fear that had them looking over their shoulders, twitching at very sound, wearing bullet proof vests and always walking around in groups of five or more in daylight hours only and then covering themselves up with dirt and sleeping in cardboard boxes like indigents all around the city, so their sleeping patterns were erratic and untraceable. Why you ask? Because Purian Rose is a sneaky, conniving, recreant, psychotic mother fucker that will get his way no matter the cost and that is something they should have feared at. all. times. But they didn't and then they were surprised at what happened, when it happened...and who leaves the cripples alone with no sense of protection?! Jeezus H!

Then the rebellion happens, some other shit happens and there are some new developments, of which I could not hold back the exaggerated sigh and eye rolling when these developments came to surface. Just stop it...is she really the first and only? I can’t handle it.

THEN on top of the other bullshit, these two decide it “best” to keep things from each other as to not hurt the other…What?? The world is going to end as they know it, they might fucking die the next day but they want to hold some fucking secrets? Get the hell out of here!

Overall, I didn’t hate this installment and I guess Richard’s needs a reason to write a third book…so ok whatever, I’ll read the next one but I won’t be happy about it.