I was bored, so I went to the YA section at my library and picked up a bunch of books. The only one that really held my attention was The Glittering Court. I'm ashamed to say I've never read anything by Richelle Mead (although the Vampire Academy movie that everybody bashed was pretty entertaining).
-There were a lot of dresses-
-But not very much action-
-Until the end-
-And then it went all Lonesome Dove-
-And had kilt wearing natives-
-And I just -
Wasn't into it. I could tell I would probably like some of her other stuff, I just didn't like being Little House on the Prairie-ed when I was looking for more of a Selection type reading experience. I felt bait and switched. I really don't like westerns-and this felt a little frontier with a little ballroom. There really wasn't anything special with the romance either, and I'm not sure why. It was just super...dull. I debated not even doing a review. There's really nothing else to say-wait, yes there is: I HATED the "Just wait, one day you'll know my secrets" all of the friends did with one another. Gag me with a spoon. She didn't even give us Tamlin's secret after she told Adelaide. SERIOUSLY? It's not going to make me read the next book. Ugh. But I'll give a synopsis- it's supposed to be a book review right?
The Countess of Rothford comes up with an elaborate plan of escape from a dreaded marriage after meeting a handsome representative of the Glittering Court. Transforming into her ladies maid, Adelaide, she goes through etiquette school to transform into what she already is, a lady of good standing and impeccable manners. Once graduated from the Glittering Court, the girls ship off into the wilderness across the sea, looking for a handsome, rich husband and maybe just a little bit of adventure. But The Countess may have had what she was looking for all along in the Glittering Court owner's son, Cedric Thorn, who holds the secret of who she really is close to his chest. Through blue blooded ballrooms to mining in the new wilderness, Adelaide has a lot of adjusting to do if she's to survive the new frontier.
-this was me watching the last of GOT last night-
Hodor is essentially the Dobby of GOT. That character that's partly annoying, mostly helpful, but ALWAYS there. He's your giant shoulder to cry on...or get carried on. The situation last night was so tragic. It blew my mind that Bran didn't fully comprehend what was going on until it was almost over with. Also, that he could still keep doing what he was doing, fully knowing Hodor wasn't going to make it out alive. He sacrificed him with no qualms about it. This is a guy he grew up with for god's sake.
He's supposed to be safe Dammit.
When it comes down to it, it's spotless, powerful, long game storytelling that couldn't be any better. Hodor could possibly be the most tragic character in the series now. Not only was he never able to forget the string of words that were apart of his death, but he's forced to repeat them for the rest of his life. People might say he lived to die. That's not true either. The way he died shadowed his whole life, it didn't mean that that's all he was there for.
This situation was caused by someone else, internally, and effected him from childhood all the way to adulthood. Tell me that's not tragic and i'll start in on Summer's death too. We can go on all night about this.
The Three Eyed Raven continued to bring Bran to that spot because he knew that it had to happen, he knew he was about to die. The ironic thing is, if Bran had left when he was told to, they might have all made it out. Did the ultimate sacrifice come because the Three Eyed Raven didn't want to die alone?
I did cry. I can count on my hands how many times I've cried during a tv show or movie. I cursed Martin's name while still being amazed that this kind of planning and storytelling existed. It was a little bit of an emotional night.
You're all dicks for naming the episode The Door. You all knew we would see it and breeze into the show not knowing what we were walking into. You knew how we would feel when we saw the name once it was over. You knew you bastards. You knew.
I was wandering around Imgur and came across a short that was supposed to be produced by Disney and Dali by Mid-last century. It was beautiful but I think the actual cartoon would have been gorgeous.
Anyways, I went down the rabbit hole and found when Dali appeared on What's My Line.
It's so funny how their demeanors change after they realize who it is.
Totally worth a watch.
I've been having a lull in reading lately. Nothing I've read for pure me entertainment has been super satisfying, except for a couple of one-offs here and there. Then I got ACOMAF for Mother's Day. I actually had it sit on my dresser for a couple of days before starting it. We can all admit Maas's books start a little-
-And then go a lot-
Let me preface all of this by saying this book was one looooong happy sigh for me. I LOVED IT. You can't take it away from me now-it's already in my brain.
I reviewed A Court of Thorns and Roses a couple of months ago. You can find that here: