Hello, Mes Petits Choux

14669CD5-9600-4AEA-8B46-361D66A22B67Welcome to my blog! I hope you enjoy your time here.

Allow me to start by introducing myself. I’m Hayden. I am proud to say I have bibliophilia (according to the world wide web, bibliophilia or bibliophilism is the love of books, and a bibliophile or bookworm is someone who loves and frequently reads books) and I’m a writer. Technically an aspiring writer, but apparently placing the term “aspiring” is ludicrous. You are either a writer or not, and I actively write, making me a writer. So there we have it, I suppose. I’ve had nothing published, aside from this blog post in a few minutes (ha), and I’m okay with that for now. My ultimate goal is to write a novel and have it published, and then to write another, and another, and so on and so forth until, rather than drowning in all the books I’ve purchased from B&N and Amazon and little book shops I come across, I can drown in copies of my own creation and imagination.

For now I settle for drowning in others’ work. And I thoroughly enjoy it, I really do. I believe the best way to become a better writer is to be an even better reader, which is similar to what Stephen King says in his book on writing, so there must be some truth to it.

I live in the United States, please don’t hold that against me. I know this country is a wreck. I don’t plan on getting political on this blog, like, ever, but I will tell you that I definitely did not have a hand in any of this. I placed my vote elsewhere, my friend. That’s all you need to know.

I think it’s necessary that I mention I’m a feminist. I don’t know why I think it’s necessary, aside from the fact that I think everyone should be one. I also think most people are feminists, they either just don’t want to admit it or have the wrong idea of what feminism is so they don’t know it.

As you can see from the sidebar, I recently joined the bookstagram/bookgram community. And by “recently” I mean I joined today, just this morning. It’s pretty obvious. Then I decided to take it one step further and create a blog. Reading is a passion of mine, but it’s one of two passions, and admittedly it’s the lesser of the two. You would never know this by observing me, because I spend all of my free time reading and a very small amount of time writing. There’s a reason for this, and the reason is writer’s block. I’ve got it bad, unless I’m given a writing assignment for a class. I used to be able to write whenever I wanted, inspiration was flowing through me like Dilaudid. But then high school happened, and then college happened, and it’s still happening, and that inspiration has drained from my system. I’m dried up.

So I read. I read all genres, my attempt at soaking in as much knowledge and technique as I can while entertaining myself. Productive entertainment is the best entertainment, in my annoyingly strong opinion. This way, once that inspiration comes back, I’ll be ready to roll. Which is also why I’ve added even more books to my list, such as On Writing by Stephen King and The Art of Memoir by Mary Karr. I haven’t started Karr’s book yet, but I’m over halfway done with King’s and it’s already been helpful. A professor of mine recommended Karr’s book, she said she uses it to teach her memoir course. (P.S. neither of those links benefit me, I just wanted to provide any readers with easy access to these books. They just lead to Amazon.)

Subjects we’ve covered: I’m a girl, I live in the US, I’m obsessed with books and writing, and I recommended 2 great books. I have an Instagram, and I’m a feminist. I’m also obviously in college. Which leads me to what this blog is all about.

You’ll notice the different pages: TBR Pile, Book vs. Movie, and Life. These are the pages I’m starting with, I may change them with time or add to them as I learn how to do more on here.

“My ultimate goal is to write a novel and have it published, and then to write another, and another, and so on and so forth until, rather than drowning in all the books I’ve purchased from B&N and Amazon and little book shops I come across, I can drown in copies of my own creation and imagination.”

TBR Pile

This page is for the books I buy impulsively and sit around for ungodly amounts of time before I can read them. They’ll probably be in this pile for a while. What I’m envisioning is, a nice picture of each book with the title, author, synopsis, all that good stuff. I may include where I purchased it from with a link. I also may include why I purchased it, especially since there’s a good chance I may not get around to reading it for a while (but I’m going to try!). Of course, you are welcome to leave a comment saying whether or not you’ve read it yet, whether or not you’re going to read it, what you thought of it, if you’re excited for it, all that jazz. I’m kind of a book hoarder to some extent, so I don’t see myself running out of content for this page anytime soon.

Quick story time. A couple of weeks ago I had to use my Amazon Prime account to order a book for my mom’s book club. Of course I went ahead and ordered myself four books as well because, well, why not? So I placed my order and all was well and good. The next day I got the email saying my order of six books was shipping. *screeching brakes* WAIT a minute, SIX books? Do the math here. One book for my mom, four for myself . . . Where did this sixth book come from? So I looked at my order and, sure enough, one of the books I had been debating whether or not to get was in my order. I told my boyfriend I had ordered some books and he jokingly replied with, “You’re not an alcoholic, you’re a bookaholic. You black out from books,” to which I seriously replied with, “Actually there is a book in here I don’t remember ordering, so I think I actually did.” He couldn’t stop laughing. I got the same reaction from my mom and my sister that night. Sigh.

Book vs. Movie

I heehawed over whether I wanted to do this or book reviews. I’ve seen some book reviews on blogs of other bookstagrammers I follow, and they’re pretty intricate. I worry that I may not do the reviews correctly, and so many people do them already. Maybe I’m just living under a rock (which I am, but maybe it’s larger than I thought), but I haven’t seen anyone compare the book with the movie before. Am I wrong? Probably.

I’m so tired of reading a book and being disappointed with the movie adaptation. Seriously. It bothers me more than it should, to be completely honest. Whenever I can help it, I try to watch the movie before I read the book now. Years of suffering through inaccurate movie adaptations has done this to me. I will intentionally put off reading a book if I know there’s going to be a movie over it, or if I even have an inkling that it’s a possibility. It drives me bonkers. Absolutely. Bonkers.

My new solution? Start comparing them. I’m tired of putting off reading books just so I can watch the so-so movie in peace, and then later be amazed by how great the book is in comparison. If I read the book first, it almost never fails, the movie will suck. Maybe that’s a bit harsh. The movie will pale in comparison, and then I’m stuck turning off the TV with a sense of loss. I’m left with wondering what could have been. They leave out necessary information, sometimes add unnecessary plot (I’m looking at you, Peter Jackson) WHILE leaving out necessary plot. I just . . . I can’t.

But I will. Why? For the blog.

I’m willing to put my emotions aside (temporarily) to read the book and then watch the movie. I’m willing to take notes on the differences and how much they irritated me. I’m willing to take note of what they did right and wrong. And then I’m willing to write a blog post on it and slap it up here for the world to see. Not that the world will see it, but a small portion is all I need.

Life

Life is defined as both an existence and a condition, did you know that? We all have a condition called life. This page is here to fill you in on my particular condition.

Honestly, this page is all-encompassing, which is to say it has no rules. I may post an apartment tour, I may post advice, I may post updates on my personal health or my classes or what it’s like to transfer colleges your senior year. Anything I feel like ranting, complaining, or just chatting about will go here. My actual goal was to create sub-categories for this thing called Life, but I’m not sure how to do that yet. I’m fully aware of my incompetency when it comes to WordPress. Give me time, love dumplings, and I will avenge myself.

Again, I’m going to try to avoid politics. Things just get dicey, people get offended, people get angry, people can’t take a joke (I’ve been guilty of all of these things on multiple occasions). I don’t want to bring negativity to this creative space. This is a positive environment, I intend to keep it that way.

Also, I take requests for posts under this Life page. I’m also not going to have a set posting schedule yet. For the time being, I’m just going to post as much as I possibly can handle mentally and physically (maybe even emotionally).

I think this post has been long enough, yes? My eyes are appropriately worn out and I see those damn bright splotches when I look away from the screen. I believe I’ve covered everything. In summary, I’m Dream, I’m a reader and a writer, and I hope you are too (at least one of the two). I think we’ll get along great if that’s the case. Even if you’re neither, maybe you’ll see something about my condition called Life that sparks your fancy.

Thanks for joining me!

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21-year-old college student, lover of books and proud owner of Dreaming in Paperbacks blog, dreaming.in.paperbacks bookstagram, and DPaperbacks Twitter. Looking for more book, college, and lifestyle blogs to follow!

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