On a warm spring evening, I trot along the invisible barrier between reality and dreams. A darkling fox with green glowing eyes sniffs the air, then whips right, away from me and deeper into the nightmare realm. Though I’ve cloaked myself in shadow, the creatures still sense my presence.
As I near a creek, the chorus of frogs grows silent. I dip my head for a drink and watch them balance upon the dancing reeds. Their tiny black eyes look but do not see.
With my belly sated with fluids, I whinny loudly, delighting in the splashes that follow.
Mine is a solitary existence. It has been this way for centuries and must remain so, so I make time to find joy in the little things.
The frogs resume their chorus long after I’m gone.
I don’t know why I come here every night to pace the border. If I were somehow to be seen by human eyes, my life would be forfeit. Not only would the humans try to dissect me, but my own kind would hunt me down and trample me to death me for exposing us.
But I am restless.
Tending the dreams of the living makes me feel dead inside. We were meant for more than this—though no one will tell me what it is we used to do. It must have been important for us to have so much magic. Though apparently, it was not so important we’d risk our extinction. But centuries of repressed instinct have done nothing to curb my need to find something… more. Continue reading →
So, I don’t know about you, but I have a bad habit. I buy books. A lot of books. My To-Be-Read (TBR) pile is already enormous, but I just can’t stop myself. I see a book I want and most of the time I grab it. Everyday is a day to treat yourself to a book. While I may never be able to manage this book buying addiction, I thought I could at least share all the books I’ve bought so far this year and we could commiserate with each other over having way too many books and so little time to read them all. While I did manage to only buy 10 books so far this year, I have tried really hard to actually read some of the books I bought instead of just adding them to my Mt. Everest of TBR. So, without further ado, here is my quarterly YA books haul featuring some mini reviews! Continue reading →
Parks and Recreation was a beloved sitcom on NBC from 2009-2015. Starring a fantastic ensemble cast led by Amy Poehler of SNL fame, the show became a cultural phenomenon and a ratings powerhouse for 7 seasons. While that was going on, I ignored the series completely. I knew about it and even caught tiny snippets of it here and there, but took little time to sit and watch. I lumped it in with the cringe humor of The Office and decided it wasn’t for me. Recently, my friend and sister geek Taylor and my husband both convinced me that I might actually like the show if I gave it a chance. It turns out they were right. It took me 3 weeks to binge my way through all 7 seasons. And now here we are. Depending on how you look at it, I’m either 3 years or nearly a decade late with this list. OR… Maybe it’s never too late to love great television?
Either way, here’s my list of 10 reasons (not the only 10 reasons, not even the top 10 reasons, just 10 of the reasons) I love Parks and Recreation.
I’m a little late to the Parks and Recreation fan train. But I’ve found that with fandoms, it’s never really too late to be a fan if you’re willing to fully embrace it. In the spirit of fully embracing this fandom, I’ve found some perfect accessories to ladies’ night with my favorite girls. So let’s raise a glass to powerful ladies, beautiful land mermaids, best friends and Galentine’s Days.