Beyond the Blog Interview

Hey friends! Paranormal Haven interviewed me for their Beyond the Blog series, so click on over and check out my interview. See you there!

TGIF @ GReads: A Book Blogger is Born

TGIF at GReads is a weekly meme hosted by GReads. This week’s question asks:

What made you decide to start your very own book blog?

Excellent question. I’m looking forward to seeing some of the answers people offer up for this one. For me, it was all about 2 books and a blog.

I had always been a chick-lit reader but every once in a while I would read something different (horror, mystery, romance, etc.), though I hadn’t read any young adult books since I was a young adult. One day a bunch of clicking through the “Customers who viewed this also viewed” section on Amazon led me to Perfect Chemistry by Simone Elkeles. I devoured it and loved it muchly. I thought hey, maybe there are some more amazing books out there in the ya market. So I did some googling and landed at Forever Young Adult.

The gals over at FYA were adults who read YA. That idea had never occurred to me before. Though I had just read a YA novel, I figured I was an odd bird for doing so. But if the ladies at FYA could make reading YA novels seem okay, I guess I could read them, too. I loved reading their blog, they had such snarky attitudes and I just ate it up.

From there, I read a few more YA novels, but Flat-Out Love by Jessica Park was the clincher. I loved that book so much, I wanted to tell everyone I knew about it. Unfortunately, I was the only YA reader that I knew, so I couldn’t tell many people about it in person. Then I had the bright idea of starting my own blog. I would be witty and sarcastic, just like the ladies at FYA, and the people would flock to my little corner of the internet so I could preach the gospel that is Flat-Out Love. Oh, and then I would read some other books and blog about those, too.

So there you have it. That’s why I started my blog. Turns out I am not as sarcastic and not nearly as witty as I thought I was. So I bow down to the experts at FYA.

Reviewing books and blogging turned out to be way more time-consuming and challenging than I ever could have imagined, but I have stayed true to my original goal and continue to pimp out Flat-Out love every chance I get. This blog has opened more doors for me and let me experience so many things I never could have imagined and I’m so thankful I took the plunge.

To sum up:

A Blogger is Born

Spread Love, Not Hate

K.C. Neal and her friend Katie came up with this event after Katie experienced bullying regarding the debut of her novel. This hop is an opportunity for lots of people to stand up and say that bullying is not acceptable. For my post, I’m going to share an experience I had with bullying growing up.

Girls are mean. Any woman on planet earth knows what I’m talking about. In my middle school, there were lots of little groups that didn’t like outsiders. Not one big clique but several smaller ones. For several years, I was a member of one of those groups. We were a small group of girls, and while I don’t remember being outright mean to others, I’m sure I wasn’t welcoming.

And then suddenly, one day I was an outsider. It was like I had the plague. These girls (who until very recently I had considered very good friends) wouldn’t speak to me or even look at me.  They started spreading rumors about me and telling other girls in our classes not to speak to me. I used to come home crying to my mother about how mean they were. I have always been a sensitive person and my feelings were easily hurt, so you can imagine how devastating that was for me. To make matters even worse, I had no idea what I had done to deserve it.

This went on for weeks and weeks; nobody would speak to me at school, or worse, they would say hurtful things, then I would go home and cry. Every day, my mom would say things like “They’re just jealous of you,” “You don’t need them,” and “You’re too good for them.” You know, all the things a mother is supposed to say.

Finally, I started to get pissed. I don’t know if mom’s wisdom finally started to sink in, or if I just figured it out on my own, but maybe I didn’t need them after all. I started ignoring anyone who said something mean. I held my head up and walked on by. And the craziest thing started happening: they stopped making fun of me. My wise mother had said: if you stop reacting, they’ll get bored and move on. And she was right! (Mom, if you’re reading this, I did not just say you were right.)

Eventually, there was something new to talk about so I became old news. People started speaking to me again and I gained some new friends. Still, I had to face those same mean girls every day at the bus stop. But that’s what I did – I faced them. I didn’t let them scare me anymore. Then one day, and I’ll never forget this, one of the girls walked up to me and said “I’ve decided to forgive you.” I should have been ecstatic, right? Here she was, the most popular girl in my group and she was forgiving me (I never did find out what I needed forgiving for, by the way). I wasn’t pissed anymore, I was over that. But I was also over her and over the drama. Mom was right (again, Mom, I did not just say that), I was too good for them. So I looked her right in the eyes and said “That’s good. But I don’t forgive you.”

We were never really friends again after that, my group and I. We saw each other in school over the years, shared some classes and were friendly enough, but we were never close. I never forgot how they made me feel and I was careful never to make anyone feel the same way. I didn’t want to be that kind of person.

I have a 13 year old son now and I have made it known again and again that if he sees someone being bullied, he has an obligation to not only not participate, but to stand up for the person being bullied. Whether that means literally standing up to the bullies, telling a teacher or other adult, or befriending the victim, he is expected to not stand by and let it happen.

It seems like there’s a story in the news so often now about a child taking action after having been bullied. Sometimes they fight back, sometimes they harm others with a weapon and sometimes they even end their own lives. As an adult, I feel it is my responsibility to do anything I can to prevent that from happening to anyone we know.

I included some resources I have come across while perusing the interwebs. I am not endorsing any of these sites, nor am I affiliated with them in any way, I am just listing them for your convenience.

StopBullying.org
Anti Bullying Network
Bullying.org
Kids Against Bullying
No Bully

Below is the linky for the hop, so please stop by some of the other blogs and see what they have to say about bullying. (The linky appears to go in and out, so if it’s not showing, click here to go to K.C. Neal’s post with all the info.)

25 Days of Jubilation

Welcome to my stop on the 25 Days of Jubilation Tour! Cyndi at Dog-Eared & Bookmarked, Jacinda at The Reading Housewives of Indiana and Yani at The Secret Life of an Avid Reader have put together this amazing tour where each day is a stop at a different blog and each day brings a new giveaway.

For my stop on the tour, I’m going to talk about the holiday traditions in my home, then talk about (and hold a giveaway for) THE BEST BOOK EVER!

Christmas is a special time at my house. My son, who is now 13 years old, especially loves this time of year. He starts asking if we can get out the Christmas stuff right around Halloween. Once he gets the okay (after Thanksgiving!), he hauls the boxes out of the garage and starts unpacking them on his own. He sets up the decorative figures and wraps the banisters in garland, sets the electric deer on the front lawn and strings the red beads around the tree. He starts playing our seasonal CDs and wants to light the decorative candles.

Every year, I ask my son to make a list of what he would like for Christmas. For the past several years, he says “I only want _____.” I say “1 thing, that’s it?” He says “Yep, then I’ll be sure to get it.” But each year, as Christmas approaches, he adds to his list, until suddenly there are a dozen things he wants. I tease him about it, but every year is the same.

Christmas just wouldn’t be the same without our 2 favorite holiday movies: A Christmas Story and Elf. The whole family can quote almost every line from either movie, that’s how often we watch them. Every few days throughout the season, you can count on one of those movies being played. And when TBS starts their annual 24-hours of A Christmas Story marathon, you can bet the TV will be on most of that time.

My son gets to choose 1 present to open on Christmas Eve, and he usually starts asking to do that in the morning. By the time evening rolls around, I’m like “Fine! Open it already!”

We usually spend Christmas at home, just taking our time getting up, opening presents and eating breakfast. Eventually we get moving and head to the kitchen to cook a big dinner before more family arrives. It’s a lot of work, but I enjoy it. I also enjoy sitting in the den watching TV while someone else cleans up after the big dinner.

Now, some of you may be tired of hearing me gush about Flat-Out Love by Jessica Park. And to you, I say tough noogies. To the rest of you, I love this book. I mean, seriously love it. Fan-girl squeeing and everything. Stalking Jessica Park and checking the FOL blog every day love it. This book makes me so happy and I want to share it with everyone. I can’t afford to buy it for all of you (though I wish I could), but I would love to buy it for the winner of this giveaway.

If, however, you already have the book (yay for you!) or you are a fuddy duddy and not interested in reading this one (boo), then you can choose any other book from The Book Depository under $15. Just fill out the Rafflecopter form below. Good luck! And tomorrow make sure you head to the next stops on the Jubilation train: Karis at YA Litwit & Sarah at Workaday Reads.

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Check Out My Haute Dog!

The lovely Mary from Bookhounds has done a quick interview with me for her series about bloggers and their dogs.  Check it out here and see a picture of my little 7-pound terror (don’t let her sweet face fool you!).