I know that these are simple gestures but they just warm you and make you feel good. They did for me anyway. I have tweeted other people and I never heard anything back from them, but hey... these two moments keep inspiring me to share and keep growing as a citizen in the literary world.
The Read and Write Thing
Sunday, November 29, 2015
Excuse Me While I Twitter Fangirl
So... I am trying to better myself by being a better literary citizen. I am taking to Twitter and following, doing the re-tweet, and liking things. I just wanted to share a few things that keep me motivated to not only keep reading things, but to continue sharing them.
Book Review Over Spencer's A Haunted Love Story
I recently have completed a book review for the book that I had recently finished. I read Mark Spencer's book A Haunted Love Story: The Ghosts of the Allen House. I enjoyed the book and I enjoyed the tour that I had taken in October of the lovely Allen House in Monticello. I was enticed the buy the book and read it after the tour and after hearing about experiences the Spencer family have had while living in the Allen House. On the tour I did have a few things occur that I couldn't quite explain. I brought a new pack of batteries and they all died while I was standing outside of the church that Ladell Allen had been hospitalized in after her suicide attempt that eventually lead to her death. So, I went and purchased new batteries. I returned to the Allen House and between being in the dining room and the attic, they all died. I am guessing dud batteries? While a friend and I were in the master bedroom, the house went from like 100 degrees (not seriously, but we were sweating) because there wasn't any air circulation going on (no fans blowing, no AC unit blowing, ETC.) to like freezing cold and the curtains started moving. It wasn't like air blowing them, but it was like someone taking the edge of it and pulling it back to look out the window. I'm not sure what the explanation for that occurrence was, but I have no proof except for the audio that I have on a voice recorder where my friend and I were both kind of WTFing. I also caught a few things on my audio recorder such as laughing and the saying of "Walter", but I am still in the process of trying to debunk them and I am still revisiting the recordings.
So... I found it best fitting to do a review over this book. I have submitted this review to my Amazon account, but it is still being reviewed for it to be placed on the comments section. I found Amazon to be a fit because I never thought it would be worth while to post reviews there before, but after doing some research and reading a few articles, it seems like every review and rating helps share the things that you value in the literary world.
Anyway, with further ado here is my book review:
Spencer Sheds Light On The Question: "Why Did She Do It?"
So... I found it best fitting to do a review over this book. I have submitted this review to my Amazon account, but it is still being reviewed for it to be placed on the comments section. I found Amazon to be a fit because I never thought it would be worth while to post reviews there before, but after doing some research and reading a few articles, it seems like every review and rating helps share the things that you value in the literary world.
Anyway, with further ado here is my book review:
Spencer Sheds Light On The Question: "Why Did She Do It?"
Have you ever wondered what it was like to share
your house with ghosts? Have you even questioned if the paranormal was even a
real thing or not? In Mark Spencer’s book, A
Haunted Love Story, those questions are brought both to life and leave a
reader pondering and questioning about how they would answer those questions. Spencer
and his family moved to Monticello after he takes a job at the university.
However, Mark’s job is not the only thing that draws the Spencer family to this
area of Arkansas, but his wife finds herself fascinated and at awe with a
house--- the Allen House. They begin asking around town about the house and
everyone keeps telling them that it’s haunted and a home that they don’t want to
live in. They are also reminded that the owner will never sell it to them. Though the home is not for sale, the cards become in their favor and they find
themselves moving into a home that has not only a tragic past that everyone in
the town of Monticello knows about, but it has the original family and homeowners
still residing there.
When Mark and his family become the new owners to
the Allen House, everyone wanted to know more. Of course people in the town of
Monticello knew of word spoken by mouth and the stories of the Allen family
that had once been prominent to the town in the early and mid-1900’s, but they
wanted to see inside the home. People
would show up on their doorstep eager to look inside and eager to catch a
glimpse of the ghost of an Allen family member.
“What’s
it like to live in the Allen House?” people always asked us. They wanted to
know what we’d seen, what we’d heard, what we’d smelled, and what we’d felt.
After moving into this home not only does Mark and
his family have to adapt to the curiosity of the people in the town of
Monticello, the calls from paranormal investigators, but they had to deal with
odd encounters that begin to occur to them personally in their new home. These
encounters ranged from things simply going missing and then appearing somewhere
else, items exploding in the house, strange figures appearing, the smell of
cigars, the encounters of family member doppelgängers, and a series of other
things that simply could not be explained. Though Mark is quick to explore all
of the possibilities for explanations, he finds himself swaying between those
logical explanations and succumbing to becoming a believer that he and his
family could be sharing their home with the spirits of the original homeowners.
When the family starts to renovate the home, they
begin to unravel and piece together pieces of history and the story of the life
of the Allen family. Mark and his family begin to find old liquor bottles,
postcards, pieces of toys and old photographs. The biggest find comes from the
find that Mark finds when pulling pieces of flooring up in the attic. This is
where he begins to unravel the mystery and piece together the pieces to the
question that everyone once asked and continues to ask about the suicide of
Ladell Allen.
“Why
did she kill herself?” many people asked.
“Nobody knows,” I said
to my own tour groups. “She was divorced. Her son had died. It was the holiday season. A lot of
people get depressed around the holidays, you know. We just don’t know.” I
shrugged. I, of course, had no notion that in less than two years I would
discover one Saturday morning the answer to that question people had been
asking since 1948: “Why did Ladell do it?”
The truth is that you simply have to read this book
to find out the answer to that question. I came across this book after I had found
an interest in the Allen House. After I had learned about the architecture that
made this house so stunning to the town of Monticello, I booked a late
night tour of the home in the month of October. On this tour I learned more
about the history of the Allen family, learned about this famous love story of
Ladell Allen and “P”, viewed some of the Spencer family’s treasure finds of the
Allen House, and I also had some of my own unexplained situations on the tour.
Mark does a wonderful job of transitioning the reader from a paranormal skeptic
to questioning the possibility of paranormal existence. He also sheds light to
the mystery that revolves around the suicide of Ladell Allen and dives into
bringing to life by painting vivid scenes of
possibilities of how the events might have actually occurred in
the lifetime of Ladell and her secret lover “P”.
Tuesday, November 24, 2015
The Newspaper Blackout Chronicles: Day 7
Looks like I made the goal that I had set for myself. To say that I am going to do something for a week and actually do it... makes me proud of myself. It has been hard for me to meet some of the personal goals that I have set for myself outside of all the other mayhem that is going on with the end of my last semester and with the holidays creeping up on me. Anyway... I bring to you my last Newspaper Blackout for this personal goal that I have set for myself. However, I am not claiming that this will be the last one that I will ever do. I plan to do more, but I have a few papers that I need to write and a couple more projects that I need to finish. On that note, I don't want to break my streak for my 7 Day Newspaper Blackout Challenge.
I am not claiming to be a poet, but I am still claiming to have a passion for words. I think that my skills of the Sharpie are improving, but I still have a long way to go, so I bring to you another blackout. I call it Risky Business.
I am not claiming to be a poet, but I am still claiming to have a passion for words. I think that my skills of the Sharpie are improving, but I still have a long way to go, so I bring to you another blackout. I call it Risky Business.
RISKY
costume
from any man's closet,
don't
wear pants.
slide across
the floor
your
Business
Speaking of my relationship with the Sharpie marker... I will warn you though to be generous when it comes to using the marker for blacking your article, book, or whatever out there that you could be using. The fumes can give you a headache.
Anyway, make sure you check out Austin Kleon's project and try creating some of these yourself. I promise you that it will make you think and you will find it therapeutic. Well... at least I did anyway.
Monday, November 23, 2015
The Newspaper Blackout Chronicles: Day 6
I am getting all excited about the new Victor Frankenstein movie. I love me some Daniel Radcliffe. Anyway, I have been going a little crazy working on final projecst and I can almost see the end to all of my creations. So, you know the drill... I'm not a poet, but I love words. I am not a pro with using a Sharpie and I present to you, Can I Help, Victor?
touch it
feel it.
opening
people
a live
halfway through
and
the
two
innard
Meet
It is kind of creepy, but I like it. Anyway, make sure you try some of these yourself and check out Austin Kleon's project.
Sunday, November 22, 2015
The Newspaper Blackout Chronicles: Day 5
It has been a crazy weekend. I feel like I have lived with my computer the whole time. I bet it wishes that I would give it an hour to rest or at least do the update that it keeps reminding me about and that I keep postponing. Anyway, here is another blackout for this record that I am setting for myself. I guess you could say that this is me picking words that not only sounded clever, but reminded me of what it is going to be like when I graduate. The fear of uncertainty is already settling in. However, I don't want to adult. I'm not claiming to be a poet, but I am claiming to be a person that loves words. Since I still am not a Sharpie pro person, I present to you Peter Pan Syndrome:
Am i
growing
been at
throats as I live
to
appear.
Life isn't clear.
There aren't always
solutions.
beliefs
allow us to
collaborate
our
survival
that
struggles
us
over
decades
I like it. Tell me what you think. Also, try some of your own and even submit some to Austin Kleon's project. Until tomorrow, rest tight my fellow Newspaper Blackout creators. Sharpie on!
Saturday, November 21, 2015
The Newspaper Blackout Chronicles: Day 4
Okay... So I was catching up on Scream Queens. I love it. If you haven't tuned in at all this season, you totally need to. I love how horror is approached in such a horrific comedic way. Plus, I would be totally lying if I didn't admit that I want to be either a Red Devil or a many number of the Chanel squad. Anyway, this is the result of watching an episode of Scream Queens. I am still not claiming to be a poet, but I am finding a new passion for words. Since I am still (and probably never will be) a pro with a Sharpie and blacking out, I present You Red Devil, You:
Satan's
partner
Grab your
horns
You may not be true
but hey at least
you look good
I'm still addicted and having a blast doing these. If you haven't done one by now, add it to your list of things to do. Also, check out Austin Kleon's project.
Friday, November 20, 2015
The Newspaper Blackout Chronicles: Day 3
I got a little bit more inventive and experimental with this one. I am still not claiming to be a poet, but I am sure having some fun doing this. I am not going to lie, but I think that a lot of this came from me finally catching up on the current season of The Walking Dead. Anyone else out there going #StilllookingforGlenn ??? I totally am. Since I am not a pro yet with the Sharpie and blacking out, I present to you The Walkers, it reads as follows:
lined sidewalks
designated
for people
their seemingly
high hopes
leads
to
walkers
nearly all of the populace
eat the hands of
the populace
I find it infectious and fun. I'm having fun and I can't wait to see what happens for my next one. Anyway, get creative and go do one! If you have questions or need tips make sure to check out Austin Kleon's project.
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