Greetings bookish friends! For today’s post, I will be reviewing Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs. I know, the book is older now, and the hype has died, but I feel the need to write the review anyway. I hope that you enjoy!
Title: Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children
Author: Ransom Riggs
Publisher: Quirk Books
A mysterious island.
An abandoned orphanage.
A strange collection of very peculiar photographs.
It all waits to be discovered in Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children, an unforgettable novel that mixes fiction and photography into a thrilling reading experience. As our story opens, a horrific family tragedy sets sixteen-year-old Jacob journeying to a remote island off the coast of Wales, where he discovers the crumbling ruins of Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children. As Jacob explores its abandoned bedrooms and hallways, it becomes clear that Miss Peregrine’s children were more than just peculiar. They may have been dangerous. They may have been quarantined on a deserted island for a good reason.
And somehow — impossible as it seems — they may still be alive…
I had extremely high expectations of this book. I have heard from so many people and so many blogs that this book was amazing. I also heard that the movie was good as well. *I can’t wait to watch it* It had been on my TBR list since the dawn of time and I was so happy to finally be reading it.
I enjoyed the first few chapters of the book. It went along smoothly, and the flow was so good that I felt like Jacob was telling me the story himself.
The plot and pacing were both awesome. I couldn’t put Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children down! The story was engaging and exciting, with turns and twists nestled into between each chapter. The writing style was also admirable.
Ah, the characters! *Might just be my favorite part of the book* All of them were so unique peculiar in their own way. I loved the back story around Abe and Emma, and how it circled back to Jacob.
The vintage photographs added an eerie sensation while reading the novel that couldn’t be topped. I think that the idea of putting in photographs that go along with the story is creative and different, which makes this novel stand out even more.
Of course, with all of the positive things I have to say about this book, it was a very enjoyable read.
The story started off a little bit slow at first, but then eventually speed up to a page-turning mystery that I couldn’t put down.
All in all, Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children was a wonderful first installment. (There are three more books in the series, which I haven’t read yet but is definitely on my TBR list).
I was amazing in almost every aspect of my rating system, and did not disappoint. The only thing that I would every change about this book is to have the pacing be faster in the beginning, but it would have likely been difficult because the start of the book sets the stage for all of the plot twists in the middle and end.
I strongly recommend this book, especially to those who like horror, mystery, or a unique book in general.
Story and plot: 💖💖💖💖💖
Character development: 💖💖💖💖💖
Writing quality: 💖💖💖💖💖
Thank you for reading my book review of Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children! Have you read this book before? Have you watched the movie? Tell me your thoughts in the comments.
Greetings, bookish friends! Welcome to part 2 of my back to school 2018 posts. Read my about my Back to School 2018 Supply Haul. Today I will be showing you my bullet journal spreads, specifically for back to school 2018.
Getting back into the swing of balancing tests, homework, and many hours spent procrastinating by counting the dots on the ceiling, *I’m still a good student, OK?* can be hard. But I suppose that aesthetic spreads and high quality markers make it…less hard? Hopefully? I don’t know if it works, but I’m going to try! Enjoy.
Minimalism Art A5 Dotted Journal (Any dotted journal works)
Crayola Supertips (I have the 100 count, but most people use the 50 count)
I now present to you my standard school bujo spread! Usually my spreads also include weekends, but I figured that it was better for me to have more space for the weekday spreads.
On the right side, of each day I have my to-do list. On the left side is homework that I need to complete. As much as I dislike homework, I think it’s really important not to forget it! We’ve all been there…
Here is a zoomed in picture of my upcoming tests + events section. The right side is to write down upcoming tests, and the left is for events. I also made a color coded key (in the top left) of how hard the test will be so I know how much to study for it. The pink is the easiest, then blue, and so on.
Overall, I think that this section of the spread will be very useful. It feels good to know that I’ll be prepared to whatever another year of middle school throws at me.
Thanks for reading this post! What did you think of my back to school spreads? Are you nervous or excited about going back to school? Do you bullet journal too? Let me know down in the comments section.
Greetings bookish friends! *Do you like the new introduction line?* In all seriousness, today I will be reviewing Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell, spoiler free. If you would like to skip to the final ratings, scroll down to the end of the post. I hope that you enjoy!
Author: Rainbow Rowell
Publisher: St. Martin’s Press
Cath is a Simon Snow fan. Okay, the whole world is a Simon Snow fan, but for Cath, being a fan is her life – and she’s really good at it. She and her twin sister, Wren, ensconced themselves in the Simon Snow series when they were just kids; it’s what got them through their mother leaving.
Reading. Rereading. Hanging out in Simon Snow forums, writing Simon Snow fan fiction, dressing up like the characters for every movie premiere.
Cath’s sister has mostly grown away from fandom, but Cath can’t let go. She doesn’t want to. Now that they’re going to college, Wren has told Cath she doesn’t want to be roommates. Cath is on her own, completely outside of her comfort zone. She’s got a surly roommate with a charming, always-around boyfriend, a fiction-writing professor who thinks fan fiction is the end of the civilized world, a handsome classmate who only wants to talk about words…and she can’t stop worrying about her dad, who’s loving and fragile and has never really been alone.
For Cath, the question is: Can she do this? Can she make it without Wren holding her hand? Is she ready to start living her own life? And does she want to move on even if it means leaving Simon Snow behind?
I had high expectations of this book because I had heard so many wonderful things about it. I read the synopsis and it sounded interesting as well. The first few chapters were light and fluffy, and eventually set the stage for the overall plot and Cath’s gradual character developement. Fangirl was off to a good start.
In my personal opinion, the best thing about Fangirl was the characters. They were all a quirky and unique set of people who progressed through the story beautifully. I genuinely admired each character, even those who were supposed to be bad in the beginning, like Courtney or Reagan. All of the characters seemed to have their own back story and personal story arc that added a lot of flavor and spice to the novel. In short, the character development was phenomenal.
Another admirable trait about Fangirl is how light and fluffy of a read it is. It was quick read, and very enjoyable. The romance was sweet, but not overkill where it was obnoxious to read. Not to mention that the writing was also high quality.
I think that the pacing was good overall and the book kept me hooked in, but more about that in the Dislikes section.
The climax happens 100 pages before the book actually ends. I found this kind of surprising, and at first I was expecting an ever bigger twist at the end.
I was hoping for more…
Instead, there is a bunch of extra pages of resolution that were cute and fluffy, but could have been wrapped up much quicker. I don’t have much of a problem with this, and it’s kind of being nitpicky.
All in all, Fangirl delivered. I was a light and sweet read with amazing characters. It was very enjoyable and fun to read. The romance was cute, and it was executed very well. The only critiscim I had was that the plot was a little bit mixed up in some parts, but otherwise, this book was perfect. I highly recomend this book to anyone who likes romance novels, colleage stories, or just so happens to be a fangirl themselves. *Just like me*
Story and plot: 💖💖💖
Character development: 💖💖💖💖💖
Writing quality: 💖💖💖💖💖
Thank you for reading this post! Have you read this book before? Are you a fangirl? *I can’t be the only one* Did you agree with me final ratings? Let me know your thoughts in the comments section down below.
Hello everyone. Today, August 9th is National Book Lover’s Day! As a bookworm, I am quite excited and very happy that there is a National Day for me! I will be celebrating by showing you 3 reasons why I love books. Enjoy!
Reason 1: Books Are Entertaining
There’s nothing better than sitting down on a cozy chair and diving into a wonderful book, right? I could easily spend hours skimming my bookcase, and then sitting down to read. Books tell exciting stories full of vivid detail that spark imagination. Pirates sailing on the sea. Princesses escaping towers.
When you open a book, there is a world waiting for you. Page by page, word by word, it develops into a magical universe where anything can happen. Even in books that are deemed “boring” like biographies, anything is possible. If that persons life wasn’t interesting in some way, there wouldn’t be a biography about it. The point is that books are unpredictable, fun, and very entertaining!
Or at least in Snoopy’s opinion…
Reason 2: Books Are Educational
Think about the benefits of watching TV.
Ok, fair enough.
Books are also entertaining.
Studies have shown that staying mentally stimulated can slow the progress of (or possibly even prevent) Alzheimer’s and Dementia, since keeping your brain active and engaged prevents it from losing power. Not only that, but research also suggests that reading daily can dramatically improve vocabulary, stronger analytical skills, and memory.
As you can see, reading every day, even for just a little while, has great benefits.
Reason 3: Books Have Meaning
Books tell stories. Stories of moral and meaning and truth. Stories that spread goodness. There is something indescribable about the feeling of earthy pages between your fingers. Stories teach lessons (think Mother Goose) and help shape youth. As you grow up, they are still there to remind you what really matters. Whenever I have a hard day or am faced with a challenge in my life, I often lean on books. *Not on bookshelves though…I don’t want falling furniture*
I lose myself and rediscover myself again, getting lost and found in the rolling waves of the plot and story. Books have always been there.
They are truly meaningful.
Happy National Book Lover’s Day, to all who wish to expand their knowledge in the best way possible – – through the pages of a book.
Thanks for reading this post. What have you been reading recently? Why are books meaningful to you? Do you ever get scared of furniture randomly tipping over? Let me know in the comments section down below.
Hello! Here is my Back To School 2018 Supply Haul. I always find it really exciting to go back to school shopping. It’s a lot more fun than actually going to school…
Please note that I am not trying to brag or endorse certain products. This is just for fun!
Multiple notebooks are needed for multiple classes with multiple requirements to pass. To pass those multiple classes, you need multiple pages of notes with multiple formulas and vocabulary terms to pass multiple pop quizzes and tests.
I dare you to try to say that out loud. *Harder than it looks*
I genuinely don’t know what I would do without lined paper!
Binders come in handy for storing…lined paper. (Which we use a lot, as I previously mentioned). The mint green one is 1½ inches thick and the pink is 1 inch thick. I will be using the mint green one as my main binder. The pink one is for English.
And more pencil cases! *Can’t get enough of those*
Thank you for reading this post! What school supplies have you purchased yet? What’s your favorite school supply from my list? *Takes deep breath* Do you like binders more or file-folders? (The never-ending debate).
Good morning! Here is my July Monthly Recap post, with my monthly reads, my top posts and blog stats for this month, and more! I hope that you enjoy!
m o n t h l y r e a d s + b o o k s
The finale in Suzanne Collin’s The Hunger Games proves to be excellent, just like the previous installments. Although it broke my heart, I still loved it. The pacing was perfect (I read it in just 2 days) and the ending was so satisfying. I greatly enjoyed reading this trilogy and if you haven’t already read it, put it on your tbr list right now!
Yes. This is the only book I have read this month.
Hi, everyone and welcome back to another Plan With Me post. This month I will be doing a balloon and cloud theme. I got my awesome cloud doodles from AmandaRachLee, a popular bullet journal youtuber.
Sorry that this post was a little bit late, but I hope it gives inspiration anyway. Hope you enjoy!
Minimalism Art A5 Dotted Journal (any dotted journal works)
Crayola Supertips 100 count
I love this quote! I am a total daydreamer.
In case you guys didn’t know, I am participating in the NaNoWriMo challenge! Well…kinda. I am basically writing 50K words in three months of a new novel. Then when the *real* NaNoWriMo Challenge comes around in November, I will be prepared! Check out my profile here. Then we can be writing buddies!
The “Books I read spread” is actually a mistake! I was going to have it be a header with calligraphy (using the Crayola Supertips) but I messed up! I decided to cover it up by coloring my mistake in. 😉 #bujohacks
I find it very useful to track expenses, even if it isn’t very fun!
Thanks for reading my August Plan With Me! What did you think of this month’s setup? Do you bullet journal to? Let me know in the comments.
Hello! Today I will be celebrating my little sister’s birthday. Enjoy!
1. She’s Considerate
Polly genuinely cares about the people around her and how she effects the world. She always makes an effort to make sure that she is impacting others around her in a positive way. I know because Polly has always been there for me.
2. She’s Hardworking + Really Athletic
Polly is a dancer, and she always dances “full-out”. She works hard to improve and get better to reach her goals in not just dance, but all aspects of her life. Whenever she is struggling with something, she keeps on trying, even when it’s really hard.
3. She’s Energetic
Polly always faces life with energy, passion and vigor! She is great at motivating people, especially in terms of sports.
4. She’s Fun
I have a lot of happy memories of Polly I, having lots of fun! I love to hang out with my little sister and am so lucky to have her in my life!
It’s lots of fun too…
Go on Bike Rides
Play with Slime
Watch her Dance
Read my story (Pie Land) to her
Look at old Jake Paul memes + GIFs
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5. I love her
Polly means so much to me, and I love her always. I couldn’t ask for a better sister!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY POLLY! 🎉🎁🎊
Thanks for sticking around to read this post! Please leave a comment showing some love for Polly. I love you so much Polly and Happy Birthday!
Hello squad! Here it is, the penultimate CPC post, an awesome challenge hosted by Carol @ Peeking Through a Kaleidoscope. Just like I did in another CPC entry, I incorporated some pictures I took on a vacation into my story. I’m typing this post in New York City, so I have some cool pictures of the NYC skyline.
Before you read this entry, you should check out my other CPC posts, as all of them end up connecting together.
All of these blogs are awesome so please, go check them out and give them all a big follow ❤
+1 point for submitting story/poem
+2 points for using 2 prompts
+6 points for adding 3 bonus photos
Total Points: 9
“Eliza?” Jonathan calls as he and I walk through the graffiti covered concrete.
We are walking on a hill, hidden from New York City, covered in concrete from top to bottom. There are some construction trucks parked close by, but they’re not here. We’re safe for now.
But that’s not what catches my attention. It’s the phenomenal view of the city. I feel like I can see everything. I’m on top of the world.
When I get scared of falling off, I just remind myself that I must keep on going.
I snap back to reality from my daydream and turn towards Jonathan.
“Jonathan.” I demand loudly. “You still haven’t told me what’s going on!”
“Jess, whisper! I don’t want anyone to hear. They may still be here.” he chastised quietly.
He kept on calling for Eliza, loud enough so that she could hear him if she was nearby, but quiet enough so that anyone further away couldn’t hear them.
They had been searching for hours, but they still hadn’t found Eliza. Would they ever find her?
I fidget with the drawing of the heart that Toby gave me, but remember to hold it tight. Even though I could always pick it back up, I would feel guilty dropping it, on the cold, dirty concrete floor.
And then I saw her.
She was sitting on the concrete with her head down. I couldn’t really see her face just yet, but I could tell that she was sad. I still recognize her, even after all these years.
Jonathan ran over to her.
“Eliza! Is that you!”
I know Eliza must have seen both of us because she looked up, but she didn’t acknowledge us in any way.
“Eliza, are you there?” I said, gently prodding her shoulder.
“Annie. Annie. Annie. Annie.” she whispered, her words filled with sadness.
It was like we weren’t even there. No matter what we did, the only thing Eliza would say is Annie. Who’s Annie, anyway?
“Annie…” Jonathan began. “The name sounds familiar. But I just can’t put a finger on it…” he said, his voice trailing off.
Eliza nodded her head. “Annie.” she said again.
Finally, Eliza knew we were there!
“Who…who are you?” Eliza stuttered, still sitting down. Jonathan and I took a seat next to her.
“It’s me, Jonathan. Your brother. And our cousin Jessica.” he said, pointing to me.
After a moment or so, Eliza spoke again. “I’m sorry, I’ve never met you before.” she replied blankly, her eyes gazing off into space, as if she was preoccupied by something else.
“C’mon, it’s me, Jonathan! Your best friend! What do you mean you don’t remember?”
“Annie. Take me back to Annie.” she asked.
I nudged Jonathan and dropped my voice to a whisper. “Are you sure it’s really her?” I asked. The last time I saw Eliza was when I was a little kid and she was a teenager, before Toby was born. Oh, Toby. Why did I let him go?
Eliza stood up. She took both of our hands and looked at us right in the eyes. Finally, she seemed conscious and contempt.
“We have to save Annie. I don’t know who you are, but we have to save her. It’s your job. That’s why you came here, is it not?” She said intelligently. Frankly, this took me by shock. How was Eliza so focused all of a sudden? How was she so…normal? It was like she had completely altered personality.
“Actually, we came to save you.” I said.
Eliza looked confused. “Well I certainly don’t need saving.” If anything, it’s you too.” she sat back down on the concrete, aimlessly fidgeting with her bracelet. Why was Eliza acting so weird?
“Where’s Annie, Eliza?” I ask gently.
“The top of the Chrysler building, of course.” Eliza said, not looking up. “I can take you there. It’s not far.”
This was definitely Eliza, but she didn’t seem like Eliza. There was something uncanny about her that made me uncomfortable. And why did she want to rescue this mysterious Annie so much?
“Let’s go.” Jonathan said.
So the three of us walked all the way down from the hill into busy New York City.
We had found Eliza, but now we had something even more important to do.
We were going to find Annie.
Which was the only thing that would truly bring Eliza back…
Thanks for reading! Are you in CPC too? Have you ever been to New York City? What do you think of my short story? Let me know down in the comments.
Hey everyone! It’s time for CPC Challenge 4, hosted by Carol @ Peeking Through a Kaleidoscope. Even though we are already halfway through the challenge, sign ups are still open if anyone is interested. It’s a really awesome challenge, so if you’re able to commit, please sign-up!
All of these blogs are awesome so please, go check them out and give them all a big follow ❤️
+1 point for submitting story/poem
+3 points for using all three prompts
+2 points for including one bonus picture/piece of artwork
Total Points: 6
For Toby: A Short Story
Jessica was sitting at her office, working on a memo that she would send to her coworkers tomorrow.
“Surprise! I’m back from the dead! Isn’t that exciting?”
Jessica, appalled, looked directly into the face of her dead brother. Well, used-to-be-dead-brother. Is that even a thing?
“Toby? Is that really you?” Jessica asked, standing up from the desk, close to tears. “I haven’t seen you…” Jessica stuttered. “Well, since forever.”
“Well, forever since I’ve been dead!” he chirped happily.
Jessica found this odd. Toby wasn’t supposed to be happy.
Toby was dead.
Jessica took a deep breath, closed her eyes and counted to five. When she was done, Toby wouldn’t be there anymore.
He was still there.
That was impossible.
“So,” Toby began speaking, to Jessica’s discomfort. “Have you concluded that I’m not apart of a strange hallucination you’re having.” he said, leaning against a ledge in his witty voice that Jessica knew so well. Or used to know, at the very least.
Jessica was so choked up with tears that she couldn’t speak. Her mind buzzed with failures and regrets of the past that she couldn’t fix, that time couldn’t heal.
It had been 15 years, but she still regretted what happened at the lake last night. It wasn’t supposed to play out that way.
Actually, that’s an understatement. Nothing to do with the lake should have happened. Ever.
When Jessica was 13, and Toby was 6, Toby got lost in their local shopping mall. Jessica’s mother told Jessica to go find Toby, and then come straight back to her, but that hadn’t happened. Jessica found Toby in a dark, narrow, alleyway to the side of the mall. Jessica remembered it like yesterday.
“Toby! What are you doing here?” she called as he guided gently guided him out of the darkness. “Never run off like that ever–”
And then it happened.
Someone grabbed Toby.
Jessica heard his scream.
Even after all these years, the thought still sent shivers down her back.
Of course, Jessica instinctively turned around to see what horror had just happened, but before she had the chance, she felt someone snatched her off of the ground and then she found herself with Toby, kicking and screaming as well.
That was just the beginning.
Toby and Jessica were blindfolded, handcuffed, and carelessly thrown into the backseat of a jeep and then they were sent to a secret, sinister, and definitely illegal enslavement camp with a couple other kids who seem drained of all life, happiness, and motivation.
Sadly, there were too. Months went by without Jessica hearing Toby’s sweet laugh. Months went by without Jessica ruffling Toby’s hair.
Jessica knew there had to be a way to get out: there just had to.
Jessica was a clever girl.
So on the eve of her 15th birthday, late at night, she snuck out with Toby, who was still quite young, and they ran to the lake. They only brought to things: a random rubber pool float that they managed to find, and a Lego that Toby had in his pocket the day he got lost in the mall. All they had to do was cross the lake and climb over a fence.
It was not as easy as it looked.
They had successfully made it across the majority of the lake, undetected until a the same man who had kidnapped them jumped in from a side and drowned Toby.
Jessica wasn’t brave enough.
She swam away.
She swam away, leaving her dear brother, an already defenseless six-year-old to drown.
She swam away from all of her problems, all of her demons.
Then she reached the fence.
She didn’t hesitate to climb over it, and once she was done to keep running.
The worst year of her life.
She knew all of the specific events that had happened, yet everything seemed to blur together like a tornado of terror that follow her around for the rest of her life.
She should have never left Toby.
She should have died with him.
It would have been better.
“Toby…” Jessica began, fighting back tears. “I’m so sorry.”
“It’s OK, Jessica.” Toby said, coming closer to embrace her. “Things are born–” he snapped his fingers. “And just like that…they die.” his voice suddenly dropped. This sent shivers down Jessica’s back.
“No, Toby you’re wrong. I did everything wrong.” Jessica was openly crying now. “I should have never left you.” her words filled with genuine regret.
“Jessica that’s not why I’m here.” Toby said, looking at Jessica right in the eye. “I’m here to warn you. He’s coming back.”
Who’s coming back? Did Toby mean the man who kidnapped them, after all of these years? It was impossible. The man was arrested for a life in prison.
“Goodbye, Jess.” Toby said softly, as he handed her a piece of paper that was folded multiple times. He slowly faded away into the air and eventually disappeared.
“No! Toby, stay with me!” Jessica cried, feeling around to see if he was still present.
He was gone.
Jessica opened the piece of paper.
Toby had made this for her on her 13th birthday, all by himself, just for her.
Suddenly, someone else walked into the room. She turned around to see who it was.
“Why hello there, Jessica.” said a calm voice. Sensing Jessica’s fear, he said “Relax, Jessica, I’m not going to hurt you.”
Jessica couldn’t speak. It was her cousin, Jonathan. She almost thought that he had forgotten about her.
“I need your help.”
“What is it? Why are you here?” she replied.
“I need you to help me find Eliza.”
First Toby, and now Eliza? Something was going on.
“I thought Eliza was…dead.” Jessica whispered.
“Listen to me, Jessica. I thought she was dead too. I was wrong. She’s alive and she needs our help.” Jonathan confessed. Before Jessica could respond, he interrupted her. “I can explain later, but we need to go now, or else it will be too late.”
“What? Jonathan, this is crazy!” Jessica protested.
“I’ll explain everything in the car.” he said, forcefully dragging her along. Jessica wouldn’t move an inch.
“Please, Jess.” Jonathan begged. “Just trust me.”
There was a moment of silence.
“OK. I’ll do it…for Toby.” she choked.
Jonathan nodded his head as a thank you and before she knew it, she was sitting in the backseat of Jonathan’s jet black Mercedes.
Going to find Eliza.
Thank you for reading this post. Are you signed up for CPC 2018 as well? What did you think of my interpretation of Carol’s prompts? Let me know in the comments.