My Top 5 Authors

You know what questions have always bugged me? I hate these questions more than anything, as a book lover, and it makes me sad to have to try to and pick solely one story as my favorite. These questions are:

  • Who’s your favorite author?
  • What’s your favorite book?

Seriously, I’m always reading and I love each and every story. How can you expect me to choose just one? But I picked my top 5 authors (at least for the moment). These are always subject to change, but for now, I know they’re my favorites and I will revel in their stories for ages to come. Links to their sites shall be provided.

Juliet Marillier – this woman is amazing. The first book I read by her was Wildwood Dancing and it was just so beautiful. It’s probably the book I’ve read the most over the past few years. The second book was Daughter of the Forest. I have yet to pick up a book by her that I didn’t like. She sets her stories in historical times of countries. For instance, Wildwood Dancing was set in Hungary, during the 1500s. Then she twists it and makes these stories that combine history and fairy tales and it’s this beautiful, well written blend that I love and wish I could recreate. For example, Wildwood Dancing not only combines the fear of vampires in that region at the time, but integrates two well-known fairy tales: The Twelve Dancing Princess and the Frog Prince. And if you know me, you know I’m a sucker for fairy tales.

Garth Nix – I made three new friends when I first read his Abhorsen Chronicles: Lirael, the Disreputable Dog, and Mogget, the snarkiest cat I have ever met. I loved reading and re-reading this series; in fact, when I first moved to Bend and started my junior year, one of the girls that I started eating lunch with noticed I was (finally) reading Sabriel (I hadn’t found a copy anywhere previously to moving) and I believe she said “I love that series!” and tah-dah, instant friend! Thanks, Mister Nix, you helped my transition between schools so much easier.

Tamora Pierce – If you are a fantasy lover and you haven’t read any of her Tortall books (Song of the Lioness, Protector of the Small, Immortals, the Trickster duo, and the Beka Cooper series), I am disappointed in you! I loved every adventure, particularly Trickster’s Choice and Trickster’s Queen. I always wanted to read more about Alianne and her adventures. I never even made the connection between her mother and the first book in the Lioness series, Alanna: the First Adventure, when I finally read Alanna. When I finally did, when I finally realized that each and every story that was set in Tortall was somehow related to the other Tortall books, I said to myself “This is … AWESOME.” Now it’s my duty to find her Circle of Magic and subsequent series and read them. That way I better understand what was happening in Will of the Empress…

J.R.R. Tolkien – The idea of someone not knowing who Tolkien or what he wrote is unfathomable. After about ten or so years of having had the Hobbit read to me by my dad (a great childhood memory of mine) and watching the Hobbit on the silver screen, I finally sat down and read it for myself. It… honestly made me realize I was missing something from my bookshelf. I am in the midst of reading the Fellowship of the Ring for the first time since I was about ten or eleven (I attempted in about 5th grade and was thoroughly confused. I have not found that to be the case now). Tolkien is just this incredibly story-teller and I can only hope that I could ever write like he did.

David Clement-Davies – I was in… middle school, maybe, when I picked up Fire Bringer by Mister Davies. I think what captured my attention most was that it was written from the perspective of a deer. That’s right, a deer. Who does that? Who writes from the perspective of an animal? Mister Davies! (and the person who wrote Watership Down) In English class, 8th grade, I used the cover of Fire Bringer to do an assignment — it was probably one of the few things I got an A on in that class. The Sight is another of his books and I loved it, probably because it featured wolves. When not spouting everything I knew about Pembroke Welsh Corgis at people, I’d doodle wolves everywhere. They’re majestic creatures, you know.

What all of these authors have in common (other than proving I have no diversity in my reading) is that they make me want to come back. They make me want to reread everything, whether it’s after the book I’m currently reading or in a few hours or a few years. When you find an author like that, you know you’ve found a favorite.

And here’s a few more authors I absolutely adore, just because why the hell not!


Today is Valentine’s Day and I Am Like Godzilla in Tokyo

I won’t lie, I hate this holiday. It’s all mushy and romantic and pink and I’ve never had a date which makes me sad. Any potential Valentines’ I’ve had in the past have ended before the month of February. So yeah, I’m a little bitter.

This year, I just kinda gave up. All I have is a crush, whereas last year, I held out that the guy I’d been flirting with for months before he dropped off my radar would magically appear, beg my forgiveness for being a douchebag, and ask me to be his Valentine. The year previously, I think I got hugs from all my friends. And in 2010? I sent my two best friends boxes of Valentine’s Day crap, I was so excited. I didn’t even get a hug from my mother today. She just said “Oh, happy Valentine’s Day, Karyn” like she just remembered.

If I could, I would totally ban this holiday. I’m sorry, lovers, but you get not only anniversaries (who remembers the girls from high school who celebrated week and then monthly anniversaries? Cause I do!) but you’re also getting a full on, romance filled card holiday. Where’s the singles’ holiday? Our only, current, anniversary is the day we were born. I love love, I do, but I don’t want to see it celebrated with clichéd flowers (red roses), candy that should be reserved for sad occasions only (chocolate)*, and someone tell me what the hell is with the stuffed animals. Do you really think anyone above the age of ten wants a stuffed animal?**

Why do we need a special, certain day to profess our love for everyone? Riddle me that, lovers! Tell me why you can only be romantic on today of all days!

Maybe next year I won’t be so grumpy. It’d probably help if  I would eat during the day to control my temper. But I still don’t want to give into this crap. I was even proud of myself that I hadn’t worn any pink or red today until I remembered my underwear is pink.

*Chocolate can be eaten any time, even if you’re just a little bit sad because the sun is cloudy. For some reason, it just tastes better when you’re sad.

**I still have several stuffed animals.

Stayin’ Alive

As you may have noticed, it’s been two or three weeks since my last post.

I have not died. I swear.

Instead, it’s been more like… Okay, maybe I did die, but in an emotional, creative way, and this death has been the metaphorical manifestation of  the culmination of not only dark, dreary weather, but evil thoughts, a concentration on my screenwriting class which has drowned any and all other creativity, and the panic that I may or may not be failing my computer class because I really suck at doing homework, especially when it’s in excel.

Basically, read that as I have had intense writer’s block when it comes to any posts, since I’ve been focusing all my energy on A) trying not to give into certain horrible thoughts, B) trying to not sound like a complete retard while writing in a form I’m not used to, and C) mentally stabbing my teacher murdering whoever created excel rocking myself in a corner because I’m pretty sure my CIS teacher hates my guts.

P.S. Three people have used the Herpes Toilet. One girl I almost turned around from washing my hands to say “DON’T USE IT, IT’S GOT HERPES.”

P.P.S. My play sucked. Just because it’s my first one; so does my television show. Guess what’s getting framed at the end of this class?