“Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret.” by Judy Blume

ImageLike I said before, this is a book about 12-year-old girls who are waiting on their period.

I’ve owned this book so many years the pages have started to yellow. My momma bought this book for me a long time ago when I was that age.

It’s short, only around 150 pages and the reading level is obviously for the 12-year-old audience. It’s just interesting to see what goes on in young girls’ minds. Or at least what Judy Blume thinks goes on in young girls’ minds.

I would write more but I’m on my way out the door.

Gotta run,
Maegan

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“Prom” by Laurie Halse Anderson

ImageThis is a no judgment blog.

I said I was going to read every book I own, I own this book. I own several more of a similar genre, as I used to be an adolescent female with a thing for sappy teen romance. Sue me.

Anyway, this book was WAY different than the other Laurie Halse Anderson books I’ve read, like “Speak” or “Catalyst” or “Wintergirls” or “Twisted,” which all feature some hard-hitting emotionally wrenching situation that some poor guy/gal has to suffer through. This was about, you guessed it, prom.

I’ve owned this book for years, since well before my actual prom. I just never got around to reading it. But now I have, so accomplishment.

The one thing I liked about this book was that it didn’t require too much from its reader. You know, some books get you so emotionally invested and you just never want to put them down. This one kept me interested, but I didn’t feel guilty just picking it up for a few minutes at a time and then putting it down so I could come back later. It helps even out the load, since, with this book, I was literally reading three books at once. At the present time I have just completed “Prom,” I’ve gotten halfway through “The Fault in Our Stars” by John Green (my absolute favorite book of all time), and I am a little over halfway through “Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret” by Judy Blume. Regardless of the fact that it’s a book about 12-year-olds waiting for their periods, I own it. And a few days ago I checked out “Ender’s Game” by Orson Scott Card, so I’ve got to get on that too.

If it wasn’t for this darn LSAT coming up I would just spend all day reading and I would knock out this whole read-every-book-on-the-shelf before I go back to school in the fall.

But instead I’m taking the biggest standardized test of my entire life in 11 days and I still have to go through 1.5 entire sections in my prep book.

Wish me luck,
Maegan

“Tuesdays with Morrie” by Mitch Albom

ImageI am on a mission to read every book I own. My bookshelf is pretty much organized by author’s last name, with a few newer additions just thrown in where there’s space.

Last time I checked I own around 185 books so this could take me years with the amount of times I get distracted by new library books.

Anywho, the only reason I own this book is because my stepsister once had to read it as a summer reading assignment in high school. She’s not one to read leisurely, so eventually the book came into my possession. I’ve read it once before but it’s been a few years.

This one is less than 200 pages, and I finished it in two days. But that’s pretty easy because I’m on vacation, and the job that I finally locked down hasn’t begun yet.

The book is based on a true story, and is basically just a true book. I guess that’s the definition of non-fiction, which is usually not my type. This is one good one though.

It just basically tells about the author’s weekly meetings with his old college professor, who has contracted Lou Gehrig’s disease. He is slowly fading away but he refuses to let it get to him. Instead, he detaches himself from it and instead uses what’s left of his existence to spend time with family and friends and just appreciate life. 

There’re lots of little meaningful things that Morrie says that it seems like the whole world should hear. It seems interesting to me that this one man can see and understand what makes the world bad and he can share how to fix it, but the majority of the population cannot see the same things. If one man is able to realize all of this, why can’t everyone else?

I’m going to go ponder the meaning of life now,
Maegan

“The Mortal Instruments: City of Glass” by Cassandra Clare **SPOILER ALERT**

ImageSWEET VICTORY IS MINE.

It only took nine months and downloading the audiobook but I finished this book!

I started this series (this is book 3) over the summer (as in last summer) and I borrowed this particular one from my roommate in August (as in 2013). I got about halfway through and then I just couldn’t get into it anymore. And I am way too stubborn to just let it go.

So I started reading a few pages at a time and realized I had gone so long with not reading it that I had no idea what was going on.

So I tried harder. And by that I mean downloaded that audiobook. I finished the last 250 pages in two days. It was glorious. And the book actually started getting really good near the end. It only took 350-something pages to get there.

 

SPOILS NOW, COVER YOUR EYES.

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ALSO, I saw the “City of Bones” movie when it came out several months ago and THAT THING RUINED THE NEXT TWO BOOKS. They were all “Let’s tell Clary and Jace they’re bro and sis even though they’re really not,” when they don’t actually find out until like the last chapter of book three. WHAT IS THAT?

So I guess the real spoiler was the movie, which was not actually as good as I had hoped.

After so long this series started getting really complicated and it was hard to remember the details of what had already happened and apparently everything that happens in the first three books only took about a month, which is insane, with the amount of crazy adventures these kids have.

I’m really tired,
Maegan

“The Kill Order” by James Dashner

ImageOk, these books started getting kind of freaky. There are all these crazy people and crazy people do weird things. Not really looking forward to the movie depiction of that.

“The Maze Runner” was one of the summer reading lists for my high school (not that I am in high school, I just know these things) and after reading the whole trilogy and this prequel it kind of surprises me that my alma mater would tell the students to read this book. My school is super conservative-ish and my guess is that the higher-ups didn’t even read the thing. I’m sure they didn’t read the entire series.

Anyway, I listened to half this book on audiobook because I discovered this app called Overdrive that connects to my local library and allows you to download audiobooks and ebooks fo’ free.

I’ve never really been one for audiobooks but this has been really convenient in helping me finish the thing because I just listen as I clean or run (cause I’m trying to do that now) or brush my teeth or whatevs.

When I first started reading this one it was hard to get into because it features an entirely different cast of characters and it’s set 13 years prior to the Maze Trials.

However, when everyone started catching the disease and going crazy things got interesting.

This one pretty much focuses on how the disease spread when it wasn’t supposed to and the people who decided to spread it (who are holed up in Alaska) and this one little immune girl.

The prologue and the epilogue mention Teresa and Thomas and then just Thomas, respectively, which I think is a nice way to tie this book to the others, since it doesn’t really have anything to do with the Maze Trials and no one even says anything about WICKED and I was really hoping to find out how in the heck WICKED is good.

Last night I already started reading another book, “The Fault in Our Stars,” which is my favorite book ever, in preparation for the movie that comes out in a few weeks. I also downloaded the audiobook for that book I’ve been *reading* since August so maybe that will actually come to completion soon. Maybe.

Now I have to go find a better way to focus on LSAT stuff when I just really want to read some more.

Ciao,
Maegan

“The Scorch Trials” and “The Death Cure” by James Dashner

ImageImageSince Saturday I have been at my grandparents’ house. Since Saturday I have also finished both of these books.

Every time I go there I just get super productive. Aside from finishing the two books, I also finished a scrapbook and a half and studied conditional logical statements in an LSAT prep book.

You know what’s annoying? Hiccups.

Guess what I now have.

Anyway, I guess the productivity comes from the lack of cell service and Internet. So I just sit there and read or do crafty things while I watch movies with my grandparents.

It’s great, y’all, and I’m not even being sarcastic.

About these books. I read them so fast, within a week or so, that everything kind of ran together, so I remember what happened, but not necessarily in which book or how long ago it was supposed to happen. Hence the one post for the two books.

These books were really good and suspenseful but occasionally I had a hard time remembering who was on which side. Several times I found myself trying to remember if a character was acting or if they truly believed what they were saying. The books closely follow only one character, Thomas, so it was impossible to see into other characters’ thoughts or know where they went when they weren’t with the main character.

That’s one thing I wondered about, but I just like to know all sides of a thing.

There were still a lot of questions I had about the events leading up to where the books picked up, but I suppose most of those will be answered when I read the prequel, which is next in the queue.

I suspect my rate of reading will increase now that school is done for the semester and I’m not taking any summer classes, but I did get a summer job so everything depends. And LSAT to think about.

All this reading has been making me think about how I want to publish a book one day. The only problem is, every time I start writing a fictional piece of literature I get a little ways in and realize my writing is going nowhere. I don’t ever take chances because I think I subconsciously think that if I write something I’ll have to show it to someone one day and that’s like showing them a doorway into a most inner part and there’s a chance they won’t like it.

Maybe one day I’ll just do it. Guess we’ll see.

At least my hiccups are gone,
Maegan