Sunday, June 23, 2019

Book Review: Fawkes

“But a man can be both soft and strong, maintaining a hope for the world.” 

This book is full of so many cinnamon rolls! I mean that in the best sense. Emma is such a strong female character who will kick in a guy’s face if he messes with her but would rather be painting instead. And Thomas is such a tender-hearted and overly dramatic man. I love them both!

Genre: Young Adult Fantasy, Historical Fiction
My rating: 5/5 stars
One-word description: Stunning

I just so happened to request an audiobook version from my local library and was first on the waiting list. And wow, was the narrator amazing! A narrator can either make or break an audiobook, and Oliver J. Hembrough did a stunning job. His British accent fit the book perfectly, and he managed to voice the characters so each one sounded distinguishable.

Not only was the narrator excellent, but the writing style was so captivating. My sister joined me about a fifth of the way through the book and was hooked after about twenty minutes. Listening to the story became something we’d do together after school and work.

Another aspect I liked about the book was the way it took the gunpowder plot, which I know a bit about from my time living in England, and combined it with fantasy. The magic system is simple yet elegant, and—at least the way I see it—representative of the Christian denominations at tensions with each other of the day. Instead of Catholics and Protestants, the story has Keepers and Ignitors, who have differing beliefs on how magic should be used.

The differing magic factions, of course, played into the themes of the book, particularly that of fully exploring and understanding a belief system before condemning it. While the themes had some recognizable elements that allowed me to predict some plot points, I greatly admire the way the Ignitors and the Keepers were presented—in such a way that wasn’t preachy or dull.

As for the characters, I already mentioned how I liked Thomas and Emma. Guy Fawkes himself was a fairly interesting character, but I felt for most of the book that he didn’t deserve Thomas as a son. Last and certainly not least, comes White, whose voice is so wonderfully sassy. I only wish the color had more of a part in the narrative as a whole.

Overall, I gave Fawkes 5/5 stars for an excellent narrative, well-developed characters, and a great mashup of historical fiction and fantasy. I’d recommend the book to those who enjoy both genres and look forward to reading more books by Brandes in the near future.

Interested in Fawkes? Have you read it yet? You might also enjoy these books: The Bird and the Blade by Megan Bannen (see book review), Jonathan Strange &Mr Norrell by Susanna Clarke (see book review), and Code Name Verity by Elizabeth Wein.

Let’s chat! Has Fawkes made it to your to-be-read list yet? Have you read it yet? Have any historical fiction and/or fantasy recommendations?


Sunday, June 16, 2019

Writing about Travel

Growing up in a military community has forever given me a case of wanderlust. Even if one day I “settle down” and buy my own house, I think I’ll just buy a cabin in the complete opposite side of the continent so I can get away. Or maybe I’ll just take trips where I willingly live out of a suitcase.

After living in one place for a year, I get the itch to go. If I know I’m going to be there for at least another year, I’ll rearrange my room and plan a trip. If I know I’m moving soon, I’ll wait it out or plan a pre-move trip in the local area.

Whether you’re looking to write a nonfiction travel piece or an epic fantasy quest, here are some of points to consider.

Sometimes you need to tell, not show.

Mind BLOWN! But seriously, if you write every single nitty gritty boring detail of travel, your readers’ minds might explode. Or worse yet, they’ll put your story down.

You can, if you’d prefer, show a little bit of the character’s boredom, but don’t bore your readers to death. Perhaps one of the best examples of this is from Spiderman: Homecoming, when Peter gets trapped in a warehouse and spends what looks like hours running through a training program to relieve his boredom, but in reality, it’s only been 37 minutes. Later, the sunrise tells the audience that he’s been trapped all night.

To sum up, show some of the characters’ boredom and tell the boring transitions. For a complete list of telling vs. showing, check out one of my favorite posts: “5 Instances When You Need to Tell (And Not Show)” by Amanda Patterson.

Know your character(s).

This point may seem really obvious. But don’t forget to ask yourself (and your characters if you’re one for interviews) the right questions. Here are just a few.

How experienced are your characters with travel? More experienced characters may roll their clothes instead of folding them and may even tune out or be able to recite the safety speech flight attendants give before takeoff. Less experienced characters, on the other hand, may not know about weight limits for checked baggage. But even experienced travelers can encounter different restrictions in different places (i.e. from country to country).

How often do they travel? Maybe your character travels for work and pleasure and is used to back-to-back trips. Maybe they prefer to travel once a month, or maybe they make it a goal to get out of the house and visit a local site once a week.

How do the characters handle stress? Something inevitably will go wrong. Especially if you’re focusing on the travel aspect of your story. Maybe your character withdraws into themselves becoming quieter and quieter. Maybe they have explosively verbal anger. Maybe they become super witty or sarcastic, which is more common but enjoyable to read all the same.

Are they a planner or a panster or both? Maybe your character puts a lot of effort into the destinations but forgets to account for bathroom breaks on road trips. Maybe they like to pack the night before, the week before, or even twenty minutes before leaving. Maybe they like being in charge of the plan but aren’t super good at communicating said plan with their companions. Or maybe they just point to a map and go.

Is your character an adventurer or a homebody or both? I’m a little bit of both. I like the comfort of my own room and my own books, but at the same time, I like to get out there and get lost in a place I’ve never been before, pushing the boundaries of what I know and what I don’t. But I still have a limit to how much traveling I enjoy at once, which makes coming home just as enjoyable. Some people like to travel more than others, so when developing your characters, be sure to determine the degree of how much they lean toward adventurer or homebody.

Know your settings.

Yet another seemingly obvious point. But I’m a huge fan of settings, and I automatically give well-developed ones an extra star.

Where are they going? And where are they coming from? Maybe your character is coming from a tropical paradise filled with bugs and rain and sunshine to a desert filled with dust and cactuses and even more sunshine. Maybe your character is used to harsh winters and travels to a place where they didn’t consider bringing better sunscreen (e.g. 5 versus 50 SPF). Maybe they’re used to a lower altitude and a hike in a higher one leaves them winded.

Do time zones come into play? And if they do, how inconvenient is it? Having lived in Europe with friends back in the States, I got really good at knowing what time it was back in the States. But it got kinda old when I wanted to talk with a friend but knew they wouldn’t be awake for another three hours. Though time zones may not be necessary for most fantasy, I’d like to see them come into play in sci-fi, especially when characters travel off planet.

You can make travel plans and still encounter unexpected events. Maybe your character remembers to get off at the right stop but accidentally leaves their book on the train.

Some of the best written travel arcs/scenes include, but are not limited to, the following books:

  • The Hobbit, especially how Bilbo is part let’s-go-on-an-adventure-Took and part leave-me-in-peace-Baggins.
  • The Horse and His Boy, particularly the chapter where they’re crossing the desert.
  • Stardust by Neil Gaiman, especially the contrast between Wall in our world and the market in Faerie.
  • The Someday Birds by Sally J. Pla, particularly the road trip aspects. Best I’ve ever read.
  • Where the Woods Grow Wild by Nate Philbrick, especially with its excellent world building.

So there you have it! Of course, you don’t have to include every element listed above. They’re more of guidelines than actual rules.

Let’s chat! What are some of your tips for writing about travel? Any that I missed? What are some of your favorite books with great travel arcs/scenes?


Sunday, June 9, 2019

Where Fiction Meets Art

I’m an artist at heart. I like visiting art museums and staring at wall-sized tapestries and miniscule paintings. When it comes to paintings, my favorite medium is impressionism. My gaze is drawn to bold colors, thick globs of paint, and a touch of imagination to figure out what on earth is going on.

Though I’ve tried my hand at painting and drawing, I’m not particularly good at it. And I’m okay with that. Art, like writing, takes practice. I simply haven’t dedicated the time necessary to a certain medium. Not yet, anyway.

All the same, I like to claim that the written word is an art form, and, therefore, my art is essentially my craft of writing. This post, however, will focus primarily on visual art and how it ties in with the wonderful medium called fiction.

Visual Art as Fiction

Like poetry, various types of visual art can blur the lines between fiction and reality. While some art reflects reality, others tell stories and others express emotions. Some pieces do them all at once. I particularly enjoy visiting castles and listening to the tour guide point to the paintings on the walls that tell of the legends of the castles, like the story of Saint Michael (similar to Saint George and the dragon).

Book Covers

Let’s just take a moment to appreciate the beauty in the following books!

Graphic Novels

I don’t seem to understand how people can appreciate art and novels, but novels featuring art and a storyline are somehow neglected. As if, for some reason, as soon as teenagers enter high school, they must put down their graphic novels and delve into “real books.” Or once students enter college or “the real world”, they must enjoy classics and not YA fiction. Like, excuse me? Double graduate student here. I still enjoy art. The Louvre has art. Give me pictures!

Some of my all-time favorite kids books include The Missing Piece and Harold and the Purple Crayon. Some of my favorite graphic novels include but are not limited to Maus (vols. I and II), M.F.K.: Book One, and The Best We Could Do. There are still plenty of graphic novels on my TBR list.


Like graphic novels, you don’t see this one talked about a lot. But I still like to look at it, hence my Art of Fiction Board on Pinterest where I like to “collect” pieces from my favorite fandoms, from How to Train Your Dragon to The Greatest Showman. There’s also fanart on Instagram, and I like to find artists on Twitter, but I prefer Pinterest because I’m not very good at photography and I can keep all the pictures in one place.


Recently, I added a Bookmark of the Month tab in the right-hand column because I have so many bookmarks that I thought I’d share them with you. I like to collect bookmarks from my travels. Aside from paintings and sketches, they are perhaps my favorite type of souvenir.

Recent bookmarks include the following:

Traditional Korean hanbok
my parents brought from a conference in Poland.
Tuscany, Italy. Watercolor.
Acquired from a trip to Siena with my sister
Sainte Chapelle, Paris.
Bookmark my mom bought from her latest visit to Paris.
El Camino de Santiago.
Acquired from our 260 km pilgrimage.

Let’s chat! Are you an artist? What’s your favorite medium to create? To look at? Where do you like to share your art and find other’s?


Film references: How to Train Your Dragon and The Greatest Showman

Literary references: Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes and Other Stories, Lewis Carrol’s Alice in Wonderland, Anthony Doerr’s All the Light We Cannot See, Alison Croggon’s The Bone Queen, Hans Christian Anderson’s Classic Fairy Tales, Olivia A. Cole’s A Conspiracy of Stars, Azelyn Klein’s Last of the Memory Keepers, Lisa T. Bergren’s Remnants: Season of Wonder, Maggie Stiefvater’s The Scorpio Races, C. G. Drew’s A Thousand Perfect Notes, Shel Silverstein’s The Missing Piece, Harold and the Purple Crayon, Art Speigelmann’s Maus (vols. I and II), Nihal Magrunder’s M.F.K.: Book One, and Thi Bui’s The Best We Could Do

Sunday, June 2, 2019

Poem: At my own Pace (Video)

Hey, guys!

I’m back from my hiatus! More specifically, I’m back from a thirteen-day pilgrimage across Spain, seventeen days if you count all the traveling it took to get to and from our starting and finishing points. My mom, dad, and walked el Camino de Santiago, aka the Way of Saint James.

Everybody has their reasons for walking the Camino. I’ll delve more into the trip itself in a later post. For now, I’ll just say that for me, it was a spiritual and philosophical journey. After reading The Philosophy of Walking last year, I was curious. I’ve always enjoyed nature and hiking, and I’d been camping before, but I’d never gone on a trip longer than a week let alone a pilgrimage.

So I went.

Here’s a brief poem that had been forming in my head throughout the trip.

At My Own Pace

What does it mean to walk at my own pace?
To set one foot in front of the other
rather than slowing down—joining a race?
To find my own heartbeat not my brother.

The woods spread out a canopy of leaves
while sweat adorns my face at my bidding.
Set me loose in some field swarming with bees
as the click of my staff saves me from skidding.

Another pilgrim says, “Buen Camino
as they pass. I’ll see you in an hour
when you—or I—stop for a coffee break
or maybe some fresh zumo de naranja.

Walking westward, I set a new horizon
with each day. Yesterday I climbed the mountain.
Today I descend, and tomorrow will find me
passing windmills again.

I can breathe freely in the crisp, sunrise air
my nose catching the scents of spruce and
cow manure, gravel and eucalyptus
like the first time.

I stretch my legs when we stop,
doing lunges when we start.
I don’t want it to end—but I do.

Here is what it means to walk at my own pace,
to carry my own pack—
to finally feel



Let’s chat! What did you think of the poem? What are your thoughts on walking? Have you ever been on a long hike or pilgrimage before?

Friday, April 19, 2019

Book Blitz and Giveaway: Why I Pre-Ordered The Boy Who Steals Houses

I don’t get to pre-order books very often simply because I move so much. This year, I was rather disheartened because C. G. Drews’ latest book, The Boy Who Steals Houses, was coming out and I knew I wouldn’t be able to preorder it. Stupid travel. Until I was talking with a fellow fan of Drews’ work who offered to hold onto the book for me. (Thanks, Sarah!) I think she just wants to read my hard copy, but hey, I offered to let her do so.

What’s so exciting about TBWSH, you may be asking?

Here’s a quick breakdown of a few things I’m looking forward to.

A Thousand Perfect Notes was Amazing

I’ve had a lot of fun reading Drews’ blog, Paper Fury, but I had even more fun reading her debut, A Thousand Perfect Notes (see book review). Not only is the cover gorgeous, but my copy also smelled like fruit. Suffice to say, I’m excited about her latest story and want to support her as a book blogger.

Synopsis—from the Book Itself!

Can two broken boys find their perfect home?

Sam is only fifteen but he and his autistic older brother, Avery, have been abandoned by every relative he’s ever known. Now Sam’s trying to build a new life for them. He survives by breaking into empty houses when their owners are away, until one day he’s caught out when a family returns home. To his amazement this large, chaotic family takes him under their wing - each teenager assuming Sam is a friend of another sibling. Sam finds himself inextricably caught up in their life, and falling for the beautiful Moxie.

But Sam has a secret, and his past is about to catch up with him.

(Ooooh, the drama!)

About the Author

C.G. Drews lives in Australia with her dog, a piano, and the goal of reading every book in existence. Consequently, her brain has overflowed with words and she spends her days writing novel after novel. She blogs at Paper Fury, never sleeps and believes in cake for breakfast.

You can buy a copy of The Boy Who Steals Houses on AmazonWaterstonesThe Book Depository, and Wordery. I use Book Depository, even though their shipping is slow as Entish. Seriously. I pre-ordered a copy of A Thousand Perfect Notes, which was released last June. Then in September, I ordered three more books from Barnes & Noble and they still came first! That’s what you get when shipping is free.

So there you have it!

I haven’t actually read my copy yet, because it’s still in the snail mail, but I plan on posting a review on Goodreads once I’ve read it. Thanks to Aussie YA Bloggers for the promo material. Before you go, don’t forget to enter the lovely giveaway for a chance to win your own signed copy!

Now I’m off on a blogging hiatus. Happy Easter, everybody. See you in May!

Let’s chat! Have you read any of Drews’ work yet? Do you like pre-ordering books? Who are some authors whose work you will always read?


Sunday, April 14, 2019

Guest Post: A Tour through First Hill and Downtown Seattle by Faith René Boggus

So I’ve got some good news, and I’ve got some bad news. As is tradition, I shall deliver the bad first. My mom and I have been planning to walk el Camino for several months now, and we aimed to start our pilgrimage next week actually. Unfortunately, she tore her meniscus, and the doctor prescribed a month of rest and physical therapy—aka PT, which my mom fondly refers to as physical torture.

Long story short, our journey has been delayed. Or not delayed. It’s morphed into something not quite a month-long physical journey across countries. I have yet to see where it takes us and what it will fully become.

As for the good news, the first of my guest posts is here! Last month, I announced the theme travel, so a dear friend and fellow blogger agreed to write a post for me. After several proposed ideas and drafts, she wrote a lovely little piece on Seattle. Having lived in Washington State for a large portion of my childhood, I look back fondly on my visits to the city, though my experience is quite different from hers.

Without further ado, please welcome Faith René Boggus, tea enthusiast and book blogger at A Boggus Life.

Ah! There’s no place like home, with the former-coat-closet kitchen, wonderful view of a parking garage, ambulance sirens, car alarms, radio noise, and horrible water pressure. Now let’s get our shoes on and head out for a tour of the city.

Wonderful Seattle air! Breathe it in, but not too deeply, or you might get a lungful of the dog—or human—feces over there in the corner by the planter. Now if you walk with me this way, I’ll show you where to buy double-yolk eggs for $3.50. 98% guarantee. You’ll have to use cash though, as this little corner shop only takes cards at $5 or higher. Any takers? No?

Photo Credit: Faith Boggus

Okay then! After we cross this bridge, we’ll enter part of what’s called Freeway Park. It has loads of concrete, a tiny amount of trees, and lots of trash. It’s really pretty when it snows though. We’ll be taking the Union stairs to downtown, past the Convention Center. Yes, it’s huge. No, we can’t go inside. Oof, I need a breather after all those stairs. Anyways, now you just see tons of buildings and tons of construction. This is city life. Well, that and hoping you can find a parking spot with your crappy parking permit.

This is where we buy our dry goods, dairy products, and eggs. We also buy many non-food essentials here. The lovely Pike Place Target. Its top floor has baby supplies, kids’ clothes, house stuff, electronics, shoes, and super sketchy bathrooms. The second has cleaning supplies, adult’s clothing, the pharmacy, and a rarely used checkout area. The bottom level has food and the main checkout lines, even though the checkout lanes make less sense.

We buy our produce in a place that most of you will have never heard of before: Pike Place Market. It’s this little place that runs along 1st Ave. with various vendors. Nothing too crazy. We go to Corner Produce, the first produce vendor you walk by when entering, catty corner to the fish-throwing booth. Aaron is the best and always make sure we get what we need. He’ll also tell you fun stories about other customers, trips he’s been on, and what meals his drunk self cooked most recently. His alter ego apparently makes amazing pasta salad. The prices are some of the best in town, and they have a discount section where you usually get 65% off. It’s great! They also have a local discount. It saves us tons of money every week. After glancing around a little bit, we’ll make our way down these stairs. Or we can take the elevator, if you want.

So World Spice Market is a bit of a gem that isn’t unknown, but for some reason isn’t as popular as you might expect. It looks a bit cramped and small when you first go in, and it kind of is. But there’s two levels and so many spices to explore! They even have tea!! You just grab a clipboard and take notes on how much you want of the various spices, blends, teas, and herbs you desire, and they package it up for you. Their bulgogi blend and Osaka seasoned salt are mind-blowingly delicious.

Now that we’ve stocked up on sesame seeds, curry, and chile, let’s take a walk down to the waterfront. So here there’s a giant Ferris wheel that I’ve not been on yet, the Seattle Aquarium that I’m going to next week, and a bunch of weird restaurants and a couple little arcadey areas. The bakery always smells good, the water of the Puget Sound is nice and relaxing, the mountains are off in the distance, and the air is a bit more breathable. It’s a nice spot. The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles game is quirky. Donatello can’t go right, which makes it impossible to play as him, but definitely funny. And there’s giant Invaders and PacMan games too. Now we’re going to go back up this giant staircase to downtown. I need to mail something, and I might as well do it while we’re in the area. There’s a post office in the building across from the library, and we’re heading there next anyway. It’s up on 4th and Spring.

Is everyone okay after those steep hills? Alrighty we just need to go another block this way, it isn’t too steep of a hill. Oh, come on! I never get this right… It’s at the bottom of the building. What? Yeah, down the absurdly steep hill. Ugh. Well, we won’t have to walk it. We can go inside.

I love revolving doors. And their energy efficient too! Oh, no, don’t go that way. The elevators are more confusing. Here are the skinniest escalators in the world. We’re using them. It’s a few stories down. Okay. Down this weird hallway, past the gym, where it doesn’t look like we’re allowed. And now America’s smallest post office.

Sorry about the long wait. You didn’t sign up for that. But it’s time to go back up the escalators and across the street. This is the Seattle Library Central Branch. The coolest building I’ve ever seen. Sustainably built, eight stories, cool angles and lighting, unique interior design. This place has got it all. Floor 4 is completely red. You don’t believe me? Just take the weirdest feeling elevator in the world and you’ll see. 

Hahaha! Told you. There’s a strange art installation on the escalator from Floor 3 to Floor 5 too. This is a beautifully bizarre place. I lost my favourite water bottle here too. Bummer.

Alright. I’m starving. Kanpai has some decent sushi, the best calamari ever, and scrummy teriyaki tofu. Plus it’s cute and only a few minutes from home.

Oh, you’re full now? To St. James!

it’s best to always be quiet here. this church has some of the oldest architecture in this part of the city, which is kind of weird to think about. i love the way the outside is lit after dark. it’s absolutely gorgeous. but my favourite part is the stars in the ceiling of one of the shrines on the side. the light shines through so prettily and makes me want to just sits and stare for hours. oh, you’re finished looking? that’s alright. we can go across the street now.

Talking normally is so nice! So this building across the street is where I work. The Frye Art Museum. This is the only free museum in the greater Seattle area and has really cool shows. The Frye Salon is a crowd favourite. Paintings covering the walls from floor to ceiling. It’s overwhelming. The other exhibits rotate every three or four months and are usually contemporary. They’re always really interesting. Take some time to roam around, and we’ll meet back up in the front in a couple hours.

Dinnertime! Plum Bistro is in a cool location, where most of the nightlife in Seattle takes place. Capitol Hill. The food is vegan and sooooo goooooooood. Choose what you want and enjoy. We’ll stay and talk for an hour before heading home to sleep.

Well, that was a very full and lovely day. I’m exhausted. Goodnight!

Faith Boggus is the writer of A Boggus Life blog and is working on her first book, a contemporary magical realism novel. She started her writing career at Evangel University, where she received her bachelor’s degree in English. In her spare time, she bakes, drinks tea, and creates her own recipes and tea blends based on her travels and reading.


Let’s chat! Be sure to give a warm welcome to Faith! What did you think of the tour? What are some of the treasures and quirks of the place you live?

Next up in Theme: Travel!
To be determined...

Sunday, April 7, 2019

Poem: Ode to Winter (Video)

I know winter is technically over, but I’m not much of one for following “rules” such as “you must write about a season only when you’re in it.” (Is that technically a rule? *shrugs*) Have you gone outside on spring-like days in the middle of January and gotten sunburned? Or heard about the way it snowed on Easter?

Besides, last month, I went on a trip and took a brief blogging break. This month, I thought I’d tell you about it! My siblings and I went to the Ice Hotel in Jukkasjärvi, Sweden. There, we got to see the Northern Lights;* we got to go dog sledding and reindeer driving; and we got to groom, tack, and ride Icelandic horses!

The trip had been a dream of mine for well over a year, and now I can cross the Northern Lights off my bucket list. Next on the (ant)arctic subsection of my list: see the Southern Lights and wild penguins!

*Not featured, sorry! I managed one semi-decent photo that won’t be making National Geographic anytime soon.

Ode to Winter

How my fingers froze when we first shook hands,
a gasp escaped my lips from frigid air
as I left the plane, finding foreign lands.

We hurt each other in attempts to embrace—
I scarred your skin once fair, leaving indents—
how my lips froze when I kissed your pale face.

Forty-eight paws across the river’s spans,
and frost formed on my own fur, my own face
‘till I left the sled, escaping foreign hands.

Twenty hooves bore us after dark, this start,
over hills and under skeleton boughs
how my body froze when I touched your heart.

A green ribbon sliced through the Milky Way,
joining stars and folding up horizons.
How my fingers froze when we last shook hands
as I boarded the plane, leaving known lands.


Let’s chat! What did you think of my latest travel poem? Want to see more like it in the future? What’s on your bucket list?