Obsidian

I'm not going to lie, but I absolutely adored this book.  It had all my favorite kinds of spice. Romance, danger, adventure, supernatural powers, and lastly, aliens.  It's also kind of hilarious, because the main character, Katy, well her character does a little book review blog, and it's kind of embarrassing, but it's what made me do this.  Back to the book though, it made me crazy.  The book is about a a girl, Katy, who just moved to West Virginia, and well, like all the good stories go, her life turned up-side down.  Back in Florida, she had just been another book blogger, and then she moved to the dullest places on Earth.  A small town in West Virginia with nothing extraordinary about it.  Well, okay, maybe one thing extraordinary about it, her new neighbor, Daemon Black. An infuriating, arrogant teenager, who lives to make Katy go crazy. But when he makes time stop for Katy, she discovers that there's something different about him.  And when something comes to town, her life is uprooted and thrown apart before she can take a breath.  With Daemon as her protector and his sister as her bestie, she discovers that there's more than life than just her book blog.

Sorry, but I have a careless way of writing too much.  But what can I say, I love reading, I love everything about reading, and it's kind of sad, but my life revolves around reading.  Okay, not sad to say, but ecstatic about saying. So I'm going to write more.

Jennifer Armentrout wrote a stunning series that made my bones shake.  I loved her style and her descriptors, well I can tell you that it was all very vivid.  It was one of those books that was embarrassing to read, but I loved it too much to actually be embarrassed.  Something that made me laugh and smile was the humor.  It was all too hilarious.  I just wanted to drop on the ground, slam my hands down with laughter, because it was all too good. Like i've said before, this book has a little big of everything. Action, romance, humor.  This book was heart-stopping, and there are only good things to say about it.  But, okay, there was some language that was iffy, but seriously, there will always be a book with questionable language.

Don't forget that this is a series. Obsidian is just the first book, so if you loved it, then there is a second book. Onyx is the second book in the series, and there are many more to come after that.  If you're the kind of gal or guy who would love a good twist and some interesting flavors, try this new brand of book domain....I think that's the word I'm looking for.

Addison is a name, but Addy is Me.

From many angles, I am me.  When vacations come around, I see a key chain, and I see a name written on the front in glowing letters.  The name looks familiar because it is my name I see, but at the same time, it is not.  There are Addison's in the world, some near and some far.  These people are not me.  They do not see things the way I see them.  I peer through the looking glass, through a magnifying glass that catches everything.  I look through a mirror to see the other me, the me you don't see, the me that reveals the secrets.  There is only one Addison that can write like I write.  There is only one Addison that can dance like I dance.  There is only one Addison that can draw like I draw.  There is only one Addy that can be me. 

From many angles, I am me. I write because there is only one way to completely yell and scream at someone without them being offended. There is only one way to express the feelings that describe you without feeling naked out in the open, because you can hide the feelings behind complicated words and scribbles.  Writing is about being bold or timid, but either way, you are out in the open and hiding under the desk at the same time. 

From many angles, I am me.  I dance to be free.  At dance, and only one type of dance, can I be completely free. I am a tapper.  Paradiddles is what makes me me.  I paradiddle when I'm nervous, I paradiddle when I'm mad.  I paradiddle in dance, because it's what makes me me.  I'm a tapper, because when you're in tap, you can be as raucous as you desire.  In Ballet, you float on water.  In Pointe, you crack your toes on the wooden shoe you sit upon.  In Jazz, you parade around the room acting like you're all that. But in Tap, you are who you are.  You are loud, obnoxious, or you are quiet and invisible.  

From many angles, I am me.  I draw to show everybody a clue, a secret about me.  Hidden beneath the depths of paint and pencil, lies a girl who wants everybody to know what she sees. In art, whether it be ceramics or drawing, you see things in a way that is unique.  One may look at rain and see despair; or they may look at rain and see a girl dancing.  So in art, when you create something you can call your own, you paint a treasure map.  When you look at the clues, and you find the X, you may be surprised by what you see.  You see a person who has buried their feelings, and when you finally see, you still won't understand.  The reason you paint or you free draw, you put emotions onto paper, that only you will see. 

From many angles, I am me.  I have shown you but three angles of me.  In me, there is many more than just three.  By showing you three, I hope you see, that from many angles, I am me.