When I'm not performing my duties as a mother, wife, trainer, taxi-driver, tutor, or chef, I read. I have a foul mouth (which I try to filter--but most of the time, fail), and I love to write.
Okay, for me it's late. I am overwhelmed by all the different avenues there are in which to pimp authors, bloggers, books, etc. I used to play on FB with a personal page but honestly, anyone who really talks to me about non-book related things, I know in real life...(shhh! My book friends are so much better anyway). I just joined twitter (@crumbvwwb), I am super active (probably more than I have time for) with the blog I co-review for. Make sure you check it out--www.whirlwindbooksandreviews.com, Goodreads (which I love), and now this! Sheesh, my husband will never see me! Lol. I have a feeling something will have to give...I'm just afraid it might be something in reality instead of this lovely fantasy world of never-ending books to be read! Alright, off to check the email one.more.time. then to bed...5:30 comes really fast! XOXO
From one of my all-time favorite series: Eyes Wide Open (#3 in the Blackstone Trilogy) by Raine Miller. *sigh*
Hi! I'm Vanessa & I am addicted to books...I should be reading now, but instead I am playing on this site and I'm kind of excited! So...here is a little picture until I can come back and fully experience all that booklikes has to offer! *winks and waves*
“How did I know all this at the tender age of twenty-five? I won’t go into it now, but trust me, I know women. I’ve been intimate with the female species—because they are a ‘species’ unto their own…Because I started young, but the time I was college age, I really was au fait with the physical and physiological machinations of the female sex. Not that I went to college. Not for long, anyway. I was too busy plotting to take over the world, shut in my man cave. Coding. Being a nerd. Designing HookedUp. But as most people know, nerds get their revenge…I was right…by the time I was the grand old age of twenty, I’d played the field so much that all I wanted was a safe, stable relationship with a normal girl…and that somebody was Pearl Robinson.”
“My mind fractured, literally unthreaded, splitting into two entities. The girl I was; my hopes and dreams, aspirations and love for Brax all blazed bright and true. My insecurities and need for love saddened me. I saw my own fragility. But that didn’t matter, because the other part—the new part—was fierce. This girl had no brokenness or issues. She was warrior, who’d seen blood, stared monsters in the face, and knew without a doubt her life would be hers again.”
“Our eyes locked, and something tingled across my flesh. Fear? Terror? Something inside knew he was dangerous. His lips twitched as I sucked in a breath. He removed hands from pockets and placed them on the banister, his fingers long and strong, even from this distance. The way he stared became too much. I felt undone, stripped to my soul. I stepped back, bumping against the guard behind. He bent his head, whispering in my ear, ‘Say hello to your new master.’”
“What are the chances that the only two girls in my life I’ve ever loved…I’ve lost? It’s killing me piece by piece every single day. I know I should probably find a way to try to get over it…to let go of the blame. But to be honest, I don’t want to get over it. I don’t want to forget that my inability to protect either of you is why I’m the only one of us left…Yeah, I definitely need a reminder. Maybe I should get a tattoo.”