Book Review ~ Intangible

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Title: Intangible
Author: J. Meyers
Published: January 29, 2012
Pages: 349 (Kindle edition)
Genre: YA, Paranormal
Average Rating: 4.25
My Rating:  4 out of 5 stars
Read from March 12 to 31, 2012

Goodreads summary: Twins Sera and Luke Raine have a well-kept secret—she heals with a touch of her hand, he sees the future. All their lives they’ve helped those in need on the sly. They’ve always thought of their abilities as being a gift.

Then Luke has a vision that Sera is killed. That gift they’ve always cherished begins to feel an awful lot like a curse. Because the thing about Luke’s ability? He’s always right. And he can’t do anything about it.

My Review:

I entered to win a copy of this book in the Goodreads giveaway. Sadly, I didn't win, but soon after the giveaway ended, the author graciously gave me a copy for my Kindle to honestly review. I was very ecstatic and grateful! :) Below is my review.

There were a lot of things I loved about this book. First of all, I enjoyed the fact that the two main characters are twins, each with a different gift. Luke can see the future, and his sister Sera can heal with a touch. I loved the connection they have and how they use their gifts for good. There were so many twists and turns I never saw coming! It's refreshing to read a book when I'm unable to predict what's going to happen next.

There's also romance, but it isn't your stereotypical girl-meets-guy and are instantly together. I won't give away the ending or any other details; however, if you are worried this book is the end...don't worry!! :)

If you didn't read my review of the story "Intuition" that goes along with this book, I highly recommend you check out the author's blog. Here's the link to J. Meyers's blog: http://www.jmeyersbooks.com/ . She's very interesting, approachable, and friendly, and I definitely look forward to reading her next book!           

 

Exciting news! There is currently another giveaway for this book on Goodreads! Click on the following link to enter the giveaway, which ends on May 7th: Intangible giveaway . Make sure you enter by May 7th for this awesome book! :)

fighting monsters with lightsabers

If you read my last post, I promised to look for the link to the article I had read about conquering your child's fear of monsters. I couldn't find the exact article--it might have helped if I could remember when and where I saw the article. :P My memory just isn't what it used to be! However, I did find plenty of other articles with the same theme of creative ideas. Below are just a couple that were interesting to me.
Fighting Monsters with Force Fields and White Lies
Helping Children with Monster Fears

The first link takes you to an article written for one of my favorite magazines, Psychology Today. The author mentions some of his colleagues expressed concern that the fear of monsters may be reinforced if a parent chooses a method other than telling the child they don't exist in the first place. I can see where they're coming from--perhaps this would happen in some cases, but I honestly think the number would be very low.

Children, especially the very young such as toddlers, don't think the same way adults do. My parents told me monsters don't exist, and I sure as heck didn't believe them! Eventually, I just grew out of that fear but suffered many sleepless and anxious nights until I did. I want to prevent that for my kids. I believe a more effective and possibly quicker fix to this dilemma calls for some creativity. :D

I'm want to know what all of you think! Whether you aren't a parent, are a parent, or will be a parent, please tell me your opinion and any experiences you'd like to share. If you are unable to comment directly on this post, then you can contact me in one of the following ways:

Twitter @pearlofagirl30
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Do you think "fighting" monsters with your child (or another similar idea) would be helpful to him/her, or do you feel that it would be feeding into your child's fears, thus reinforcing them instead of dispelling them?

Let me know your opinions, and I'll post them on here to share with others! :D

when did the word "scary" become scary?

There comes a time in every parent's life when you can no longer say the word "scary" without your two-year-old son climbing into your lap, telling you he's scared.

Nah, I'm just kidding! I don't know what I'm talking about. :D While I doubt this happens to every parent, what I don't doubt is that my son becomes slightly afraid when I say something like, "I'm afraid I'll forget to turn in our library books," or "I'm scared I'll forget to do...". Just fill in the blanks with whatever the average person might forget. And since my examples both involve forgetfulness, you can bet I'm a very forgetful person!

My son just recently began saying he's scared or afraid when these two words are used in any context, and he doesn't do this with just me. He does this with all of our family and friends. If someone laughs loudly and suddenly, he claims to be startled by saying, "That scared me." I'm hoping this is a phase he'll grow out of since I don't want him to be afraid of everything, especially the word itself!

He is also now "killing the monsters" that purportedly live in his room. He grabs whatever "weapon" is available, whether it's his lightsaber, sword, various toy guns, etc., and proceeds to attack them--very noisily I might add. I read somewhere that if your child is afraid of monsters, rather than trying to convince your child there are no such things as monsters and that there's nothing to be afraid of, you should ask your child to describe what the monsters look like and then "attack" them with your child. I believe the author advised this strategy to conquer the fear instead of "discounting" it. If your child has this fear or any fear, rationalizing with them probably won't work. Fears aren't usually all that rational. Many times fearful thoughts are worse than what's actually coming up ahead.

I'll try to find the article and post a link for anyone who's interested!

It's interesting my son is already doing this himself. I must admit, I did tell him there are no monsters at first because it was my instinct to do so. We've talked about them many times, and I ask him questions to see if he will describe what they look like to him or not. Or I'll describe them myself and pretend I'm having a conversation with one, assuring my son they're friendly. This seems to be working, since he is now attacking them to keep himself and mommy safe! :D

hello, my name is jennifer, and i'm a soap addict

If my grandma were still with us today, she would be absolutely devastated with the precarious state of soaps these days. I can't help but think of her every time I watch them. If losing two of the soaps she had watched for decades weren't enough--Guiding Light ended in '09 and As the World Turns in '10--then the demise of All My Children and One Life to Live would have sealed the deal, causing worry and speculation the remaining FOUR (yep, I said four) would be next on the chopping block.

She watched all four of the CBS soaps (back when there were more than four soaps total) for, well, I don't even know exactly how long. Forever practically. The love was passed down to my mom, who passed it down to me. I was watching Young and the Restless from the womb!! I remember when I was three or four, drinking water daintily from a Dixie cup, pretending I was the very rich, very elegant Katherine Chancellor.

For anyone who doesn't understand a soap fan's love for the genre, there are a few things to know that might help clear up the confusion. First of all, watching them is usually passed down from generation to generation and is something that as an adult you can fondly remember from your childhood. Such is the case for me. I can remember the times I watched them at my grandma's house while on summer break from school, or the times my mom and I watched the episodes she taped for when she came home from work. It's something tangible you can hang onto and use to feel close to your parents and grandparents if they've passed on.

The characters and dialogue can be superb. Those are my favorite moments, when I have to rewind and watch a scene a second time because it was written and acted so well. I need that second time to absorb the moment. If you know the characters and their histories really well, then certain dialogue between characters is so witty and simply entertaining to watch--for instance, when snarky characters are being especially snarky with some snappy comebacks.

Soaps are an escape from the "real world." Are there crazy storylines that could never happen in real life? Absolutely! But we soap fans watch anyway to be entertained, suspending our disbelief in order to escape for an hour or two from the daily grind.

When you think about what it takes to produce a soap, there are a lot of constraints that must be dealt with--for instance, there can only be so many actors and consequently, only so many love interests, etc. for characters to interact with. They put out five shows every week. There are pages and pages of dialogue for the actors to memorize in a very short time. Writers have to remember history when writing new scenes and storylines--sometimes decades and decades of history. And these are just a few examples!

So yes, I am a soap fan. And I am so not ashamed of it! :D

Upcoming Posts:

• SOS (Saving Our Soaps)
• i'm with the band ~ part iii
• nice guys finish last
• book reviews

spring vacay!

Since winter break, I counted down the days until spring break. It's funny, too, because a lot of people I know are like, "Ack! The kids are gonna be home for a week?!?" In my case, having my nine-year-old daughter home is not only very helpful to me, but I also love hanging out with her! She's one cool chick, and all of our friends and family have always been impressed with her maturity. She looks younger than nine, but she definitely talks and behaves like she's a little adult.

My husband took off work last week, and we had booked a room at the Bavarian Inn in Frankenmuth, Michigan--our favorite family vacation spot. This was the fourth year we have gone with our daughter, and it was the second year our two-year-old son went. After the first time we went, when our daughter was three, we never really planned to keep coming back; however, we had so much fun, and it isn't too far away (it's about a five hour drive from here, including rest stops) that we keep going back.

I must admit, I was a bit nervous about how our son would do on the drive up there after what happened last year when he cried for the last two hours straight before we arrived at our destination. As soon as we pulled into the parking lot, we all jumped out of the car with our nerves completely fried. He just wanted out of the car, and there was no comforting him.

This year, however, he did just fine. He slept about half of the way, and then we stopped for lunch and let the kids stretch their legs before resuming our trip. His sister entertained him the rest of the way. It was really cool hearing them getting along and laughing together--that doesn't happen too terribly often.

We left on Sunday and came home on Thursday--three days before Easter. We shopped, swam, went out to eat, played games (think Chuck-E-Cheese), and tried to just relax. I say tried because with a two-year-old little boy, that's a challenge in and of itself! What's really nice about Frankenmuth and the Bavarian Inn in particular is that everything is within close range. The Bavarian Inn has swimming pools, a game area where you can win tickets for prizes, restaurants, gift shops, and a putt putt course, and all of this is indoors, which is great in case it rains.

Frankenmuth is a small town with plenty of restaurants and gift shops along its main strip. Everything is German-themed (it's known as Michigan's Little Bavaria), and it's famous for fudge, cheese, taffy, and several course meals that you need to be wheeled out of the restaurant afterwards. There's definitely a lot to do within a nice little area, and it's very family-friendly.

The trip definitely went way too fast, and before we knew it, we were home. It's always a bit sad to come home and get back to the regular routine. Four days after we came home, my daughter was back in school, and my spring break was over as well. I wonder where we'll go next year! ;)

I'm with the Band ~ Part II

Wow, I've been pretty much slacking here with my writing lately! With the lovely weather, animals, kids, laundry, and a multitude of other responsibilities, I don't get left with a lot of time to breathe! But here I go, back on the ball again!

Though so many positives came from band, there was also a downside to my time as a cornet player--I totally sucked. Really and truly. I didn't think that practicing would help, and so I didn't. Hardly ever. Now, however, I realize how wrong I was and had I practiced a lot more than what I did, I could have become a better player. Maybe even great.

Now my sister on the other hand oozed with natural talent. Her flute was like an appendage. She just knew how to use it and use it gracefully and beautifully. She had crazy talent. Still does, though I haven't heard her play in forever and don't even know if she still plays or not. She didn't even have to work at it, and I don't remember her practicing much. When she did, though, it wasn't really practice. It was more like honing her skill.

I was crazy jealous! I remember when I was ten years old, and it was Christmas. My aunt and uncle were at our house, and I played a song for them--I don't remember whose idea it was for me to play. I had just begun band. I messed up one or two notes and tried my best to hold back my tears. It didn't work, and I needed to be alone. Off to my bedroom I went and cried for a while. I always have been much too sensitive.

The problem is that even now I have a bad tendency to avoid doing things I'm not good at even if the objective is to become better. I am impatient and want to be perfect right off the bat, but how often does that happen to us with anything we want to do? Anything worth doing takes work. Even if you have natural talent for something, you still work hard to keep improving more and more.

I just have to remind myself what I want won't just fall into my lap. I have to put myself out there, even in what feels like a vulnerable spot. I have to remember I do have a natural talent to hone--it just wasn't the cornet for me!

Part III coming soon!

lovely blog award

                                                   

In February, I received the Lovely Blog Award by Mel from Journey with Words   Thanks for your support Mel! :D

The rules are:
1. Link back to the person that bestowed the award upon you.
2. Follow the person that bestowed the award upon you.
3. Pass along to 15 Lovely Bloggers!

My 15 winners are... (In no particular order):
Jami from Okinawa Paranormal
Sarah from Bookish Sarah
Amy Lignor from The Angel Chronicles
Cassandra from Cassandra's Reviews
Katie from Call Me Crazy
Sarah from YA Paranormal and Bookworm Mom
Mia from The Muses' Circle
Jennifer from Some Like it Paranormal
Mariska from mariska's books and reviews
Nikki from Fiction Freak
angel6171 from Books and Movies  
Kindlemom from My Guilty Obsession 
ClaireLouise from Claire Reads
Lisa Shafer from A Writer's Blog
Lea from **LC's Adventures in Libraryland**

Congratulations everyone! I love your work...keep it up! :D

i'm with the band--part 1

I just recently sold my cornet to my good friend's brother. My twenty-year-old cornet! How did it get to be so old? I remember getting it when I was ten and in the fifth grade. I have such a sentimental attachment to that instrument, and what's really hysterical is that I asked if I could still "visit" it once in a while. Not to play it, but just see it and remember the many years of my life spent in the band. Wow, I'm the very epitome of "band nerd!"

The other day, I happened to find a picture my dad had taken of me marching in the Homecoming parade one year, and that memory tugged at my heartstrings a bit! So many awesome benefits came about for me once I joined the band. It's where I cemented my friendships that had begun in elementary school and junior high. Many of my wild and funny memories came from being in band (some sharing of these may come later!). It served as a haven for those of us who didn't feel like we fit in anywhere else in high school. We belonged there and could feel comfortable being our genuine selves. I was and will always be proud to be a band nerd!

I must say I still have nightmares, however, where I forget my band locker combination, or I'm supposed to be in the halftime show but my instrument is broken or missing. Then there are the nightmares where I'm marching in the halftime show and have my instrument, but I forget where to go next. It feels so real sometimes that it'll take me a minute upon waking to remember I'm not in high school anymore and haven't been for over ten years! It's funny how these kinds of dreams still plague me after all this time. I guess you can take the girl out of the band, but you can't take the band out of the girl.

Book Review: Never Smile at Strangers

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Title: Never Smile at Strangers

Author: Jennifer Minar-Jaynes

Published: November 15, 2011

Pages: 328 (Paperback)

Genre: Mystery, Suspense

Average Rating:  4.36

My Rating:  5.00

Read from February 12 to 19, 2012

Goodreads Summary: WHEN TEENAGE GIRLS VANISH in what was once considered a safe, Louisiana bayou town, the lives of four desperate young locals take unexpected turns, begging the crucial question: Do you every truly know those closest to you?

Link: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/13075070-never-smile-at-strangers

My Review:

I won my copy of this book from the one of the giveaways here on Goodreads. I'm definitely happy I entered to win--I was rewarded with a well written, captivating story!

Both engaging and chilling, this novel pulled me in right away and never let go. I couldn't put it down, but if I absolutely had to, I wanted to get back to it right away! I absolutely had to find out what would happen next, and there were many times where the end of certain chapters had mini cliff-hangers. These uncertainties about what exactly would happen next added to the suspense building throughout the novel. Sometimes, I found myself starting to read a few pages ahead but stopped myself before I actually gave in to that temptation.

I vacillated between feeling empathy for the antagonist since she/he had obviously been abused as a child and feeling anger and disgust for what she/he had done to others. To me, that is the sign of an excellent mystery/suspense novel--when the reader is torn between contradictory emotions for the "bad guy/girl." There are just so many shades of gray when it comes to the decisions and actions people make and why they make them. People are not necessarily all "good" or all "bad" but rather exist on a continuum between the two and have the capacity for both good deeds and evil actions.

This novel will make you think about human behavior and entertain you at the same time. For someone like me who is interested in and studied psychology, what more could I have asked for?         

For more information, don't forget the link above! 

autumn or winter?

The winter blues have got me down. Yeah, I know it hasn't really been much of a winter so far here in Ohio. It's more like autumn has run all the way into February, except it isn't very pretty outside like the true autumn season. At least in fall there are beautiful leaves changing colors, bright orange pumpkins, and the pleasant scent of wood stoves fired up to keep houses warm. Even the sunshine is gorgeus.

Yesterday was actually a beautiful day. The sun was out and shining, and you could see a lot of blue sky. Days like that are hard to come by this time of year in this area, and when I actually wake up to one, I realize more than ever how much the weather affects my mood. I need the sun!

Since it hasn't been snowing, the days are mostly drab--the trees are bare, the sky is overcast, and it's been raining quite a bit with mud everywhere. I'd rather see some snow! I'm pretty sure I'm in the minority around here, and don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining just to be complaining. Honestly! I don't mean I want ten feet of snow or anything, but a dusting would be great, without any ice of course! I absolutely love sitting with my kids and watching the snow gently falling outside, knowing we're warm and dry inside our house. I feel extremely peaceful and at ease.

I just hope the winter doesn't show up in March with the intention of settingup camp until May. If that happens, I'm going to seriously regret asking for any snow period!