Liraele

Paper Towns - John Green

Anansi Boys - Neil Gaiman

The Graveyard Book - Neil Gaiman

Not nearly as good as the other Langdon novels, but I still found it an engaging read. Thought-provoking, at the least.

Inferno - Dan Brown Almost done.

Glenn Beck's Common Sense - Glenn Beck Maximum Ride: The Angel Experiment - James Patterson Life of Pi - Yann Martel

Common Sense and The Rights of Man - Thomas Paine 50 Shades of Grey - Darker - EL James

Common Sense & The Rights of Man - Thomas Paine 50 Shades of Grey - EL James

A friend is supposed to loan me hers (digital edition... I think I'd be afraid to touch someone else's paperback or hard-copy)... but this is what I'm wondering. I have a feeling I'll read the book and roll my eyes almost the entire time. Guess we'll see!

Loved the Hunger Games trilogy. It is one of those that you'll sit there at the end thinking... "Well, now what?!" One of those that you know has to end, but you really don't want it to.

Anathema - Megg Jensen Self-pubbed e-book... I pick them up for free on Amazon regularly in the hopes of discovering new favorites... it happens sometimes. Good story, needs some editing. Just finished Under the Dome by Stephen King. That thing is a monster. (But was pretty good.)

It is definitely interesting...and makes me wish I had the space to grow all of my own food. O.o

Under The Dome - Stephen King Twinkie, Deconstructed - Steve Ettlinger

It's been nearly a year since the breakup... and I haven't been here since the last communication took place. Somehow, the place that saw me through also started to break my heart a little bit, and I had to get away. I gave up. (And yes, that totally deserves a smile!) I haven't contacted you. I can't say I've never been tempted, because that wouldn't be honest. But I haven't actually done it. It has gotten easier. I haven't forgotten, but it's easier than it was. The main piece of hurt that lingers is this: You refused to listen, to hear me out, and to see the thought and effort that went behind my multitude of attempts at leaving things peaceably - something I didn't have to do - nee, shouldn't have. Each attempt was met with cruelty. Not just coldness. Cruelty. That is the source of the hurt I still feel, the sadness, and what I remember. The boy I remember - is cruel. It's not how I want to remember you, but it's what you left me with, and it is that more than anything else that I cannot shake. You were a lot of things, but I didn't really think cruel was one of them. Maybe I just didn't want to believe it - there were so many other things I wanted to (and did) overlook, maybe this is just another of those. But, it's getting better. Life is pretty good. I'M pretty good. The only thing I really have left to say after all this time is that, should you ever have something to say, I will extend you the courtesy that I wasn't given: I'll listen with compassion. I will be kind. Regardless of how else I feel, I will not be cruel to you and I will not treat you the way you treated me. I will not ignore you, belittle you, or try to hurt you. I will not be snide, or off-hand, nor will I throw down the gauntlet or give you ultimatums as to what constitutes "loving" behavior, or what you "should" do if you really cared. People express their feelings in different ways - just because it isn't your way or the way you'd prefer doesn't make those feelings less valid or the communication less sincere. I wouldn't try to hurt you because you weren't doing things "my" way. I would let you have your say, your peace, your closure. You have my word. --A

/sigh Ok. Never, ever again, so help me... whatever. I keep getting sucked in again and again, and I don't know why. It's stupid. It's pathetic. And yet still... I took time to explain myself. I tried to make sense... yet again. I'm done! I have to be. This is messing with my head and it's just straight up unfair. If it were anything other than a game, you'd call. Simple concept, really. So I need to get it through my head.

You know... you were always pretty flaky where I was concerned. Just donate them to goodwill or something, though that would be selfless rather than selfish. Are you capable?

A song, actually. [video=youtube_share;oR6okRuOLc8] ] (Always loved it... actually did it as a solo in high school. ) Enjoy!

It has been 6 weeks since I've spoken to you... not even "spoken" but written would be more appropriate. I remember a time when we couldn't even let 24 hours go by without speaking, and now it's been 6 weeks! It's hard to believe, sometimes...but then, since the last words that were said by you were so cold, so typically "you," I suppose I shouldn't be surprised, should I? I'm not even sure why I'm writing to you now, of all times. I've been doing well. I erased everything from "us" - I don't even have the emails, and I'm sad about one that is missing, not because it has anything to do with you, but it has a bunch of messages from my old guild begging me to come "home" when I left them for your horrible people... and that got deleted when I closed that email account. Maybe that's why I'm sad... I liked having that little memento from all those years spent in that game, something to remember the good things and not be left with all the drama that you caused everywhere you went. Someone reminded me of that the other day... the friendships that you so handily wrecked for me because for someone who "hated" drama, you sure caused a lot of it, and I let myself get caught up in your ego. Anyway. I still love you. I haven't told you that for a long time now. I don't know how, or why. Sometimes that "love" feels a lot more like hate than anything, but I guess that makes sense. It's just another form of love, not the opposite of it. It's a strong, compelling emotion, and it would be easy to get sucked into, but I don't have that much energy for the emotion itself, or where they concern you. I just let them be. The opposite of love is actually apathy, and I'm not there. There are days where I don't feel much regarding you, but mostly because I don't think of you. But apathy isn't there, and I've come to the conclusion that it may never be. I'm ok with that. I don't want you back. I'm not going to beg, or cry, or lose sleep over the loss of us. I'm moving on, I'm doing what I can. I know that your place in my story, at least for now, is done. I do think, however, that if you ever came around and said hello, if you wanted to talk - I'd be able to listen. I'd be able to show compassion, strength, and dignity that I didn't have during the 18 months we spent together, the girl that I lost when I became your girlfriend instead of just your friend. I wonder if you'll ever feel that way - if you'd ever just be able to listen, instead of digging for something to be angry at... and just listen to the words, see the actions. If you'll ever look back and wonder. There's no sentiment attached to that thought anymore, and maybe that's why I'm here.... I'm afraid to let go completely....I'm afraid of completely forgetting, for the fear that I'll allow myself to be "lost" again, and I don't ever want to be set adrift quite so badly as I was by you. I want to stay aware, while still being able to give my heart, and I'm having a hard time finding that balance. My tired brain... never did invent that off switch.

Do I hate you? No. I don't like who you are, and you are definitely not who you claimed to be. But do I hate you? No. Hating you would require energy you don't deserve from me, and that is all. You'll not get the answer you're looking for. Or any answer, for that matter. This is the closest you will come, should you ever look for it.

Ah, I was just thinking of saying something similar... but I honestly just don't have the energy for him anymore. Eventually you'll just shrug off the drama.

Could always go out on your own and people-watch!

It's like we never were. How weird, looking back through things and there is... nothing. No reminders. Not even a twinge from my heart. Weird.

Sometimes, it makes me sad that the breakup taught me more than the relationship. But... I'm grateful for it. Funny to be grateful to someone who was a jerk, but hey. I'll take it over missing you any day!

A Lion Among Men - Gregory Maguire (having a difficult time getting into it. Loved Wicked.) Upside-Down Zen by Susan Murphy The Buddha is Still Teaching: Contemporary Buddhist Wisdom by Jack Kornfield