Quote of the Week

"I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of any thing than of a book! -- When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library."
Jane Austen (Pride and Prejudice)

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Butterfly Paints

I've been hesitant about whether or not I really wanted to post this little piece of my story, but I decided, why not?  This story is still rather slow in coming at times because I've also decided to keep working on a previous work... maybe not the best idea, but I gotta do what I feel at the time.
This piece is a flashback to when the main character, Mina, is about 12 or 13 years old and her best friend, Luke, is about 14.  Enjoy!

Butterfly Paints
            The afternoon sun shone through the branches of the tree where Luke and I sat.  Someone told me once that it was good luck if a butterfly landed on you.  We sat cross-legged in our favorite spot.  Suddenly he sat very still and told me to do the same.
            “There’s a butterfly in your hair,” he whispered.  It scared me to know that there was a bug in my hair, even one as beautiful as a butterfly.  When I flinched Luke grabbed my hands just below the wrist and I held perfectly still.  We sat there in perfect silence not wanting the good luck to go away before it was ready.
            After a few minutes of him looking at the butterfly and my looking at him, waiting for him to tell me what to do, he brought his eyes to mine and smiled.  I smiled back.  The butterfly was moving in my hair.  Its wings dropped a gold piece of hair onto my face.  Soon after, it flew a slow circle around us and we sat as still as we could.  It landed on my fingertip and made my heart rate sped to a thrumming in my chest.
            His hands rotated slowly around my wrists so his hands were behind mine.  The butterfly walked its way down my finger and into my palm.  I was still scared that a bug was crawling on me, but I couldn’t move.  Luke was there and his gentle hands on mine calmed me… a little. 
            Wings are interesting things and I suddenly felt myself wishing that I could have them.  I wanted wings just like the green, blue and yellow ones we held in our hands.  Luke was staring at me, I could feel it, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from this beautiful creature.  No painting or photograph could capture the moment, nor did I want them to.  The sun glistened off her wing and made even the black edges shimmer.  This had to be the luckiest butterfly in the world because it was the most beautiful.
            I felt Luke’s hands slowly bring mine together to cup the butterfly.  Her wings brushed the insides of my palms like tiny feathers.  A slight giggle escaped my lips.  It almost tickled.
            He smiled and whispered, “She’s yours now.”  His lips came closer to my ear.  “You’ll have good luck forever.”  Hazel eyes twinkled back at me and fingers traced my knuckles. 
            We talked about everything we could do with my newfound luck.  Becoming rich and owning the tallest tree in the world that only we could climb.  We would catch more butterflies and have more luck than we would ever know what to do with.  That’s when I felt her wings slow in my hands.  They didn’t feel as soft as they felt at first.  It was almost like they scratched me now.  Worry grew across my face and Luke’s questioned.
            Slowly I opened my hands.  Blue, green and yellow paint was splashed across my hands smudged in a dull black.  She laid in the crevice where my hands came together, colorless and still.  I searched Luke’s eyes for an answer but they didn’t have one.

Friday, June 11, 2010

Vampires... :)

I must have been in the mood to get hooked on another TV show this week because I am now so desperately hooked on The Vampire Diaries it's ridiculous.  Last night I don't think I slept at all because I was dreaming about vampires all night.  (Not that I mind Ian Somerhalder invading my sleep. :) )  I've found that every time I read something about vampires in some way shape or form I find myself dreaming about them.  So, I guess the point of this post is simply to say that I can't get enough of this show and really can't wait until the season comes out so I can watch it from beginning to end!  Since I've only seen the four clips on hulu I'm still a wee bit confused about a couple of things.  Not gonna stop me from watching though and I'm still on the edge of a cliff because I'm all caught up except for last night's episode.  It's killing me!  Hopefully tonight.

Thursday, June 3, 2010


When I first started reading this I was a bit skeptical because it felt like the love story never evolved.  Love at first sight is exciting and all but it doesn't always go anywhere.  This book, however, was so good!  I loved it.  Yes, it's another book about werewolves, but it is so unique and wonderful.  It got to the point where I couldn't put it down.  When I finished last night I think I was grinning like an idiot.  Living vicariously through books is great.  I couldn't wait to pre-order the second book and thank heaven I only have to wait a month and a half for it.  (Unlike the Hunger Games.  I waited six months for the second and now I'm still very impatiently waiting for Mockingjay.)  If you want a good exciting love story, I recommend this one.  You can bet that I will be picking up other books by Maggie Stiefvater!

I also read Bitter is the New Black.  It's a decent (and very humorous) memoir about the author Jen Lancaster who has an insatiable urge to spend money, not on anything, but on Prada, the best spa treatments and such.  This isn't a problem until one day after 9-11 she loses her job and can't find another one.  I have to admit that it was not the best book I've ever read, but I found myself enjoying it.  It's probably the first really chick lit book I've read, and I do think that I will read more.  They're happy and entertaining.  Thanks Jernae!  (Sophie Kinsella is still on my list!)