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Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban—First Read

For the first time since starting the Harry Potter series, it happened—I couldn’t put the book down. Because I had to know what would happen next.

I’m not saying I’ve been converted to a full-on Harry Potter fanatic. But, yeah, The Prisoner of Azkaban was good.

In fact, it made me regret not reading the books as they came out.

(Too bad I can’t pull a Hermione and go back in time.)

Some of my thoughts:

CHAPTER ONE: OWL POST

Whoa. Harry successfully received mail. That’s a first.  

Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets—First Read

Stage two of my Harry Potter journey is complete.

And it was different than stage one. Reading the first book was such a… discovery, I guess. FINALLY getting introduced to a world everyone else has been talking about for ages.

Reading Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets was less of a novelty.

I didn’t have any moments as absurd as when I confused Hagrid and Dumbledore. But I’ll still share the thoughts I had while reading:

CHAPTER ONE: THE WORST BIRTHDAY

Seven Magic Mountains

After the craziness of BEA, I needed to relax. Which, for me, means having an adventure. A non-writing-related adventure, I suppose—because BEA was certainly an adventure in its own way.

Since no abandoned/haunted houses have recently popped up in Vegas (at least, none that I know of—and if someone reading this has heard of one, please send me a message) I settled for a desert exploration adventure.

And it was good timing, because we have some new weirdness in the Mojave.

Seven Magic Mountains.

Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone—First Read

No, you didn’t misread the title.

It says first read.

As in, I’d never read a Harry Potter book before. Not a single one. I’ve never watched any of the movies. My life, up until recently, has been entirely Harry Potter-less.

Go ahead. Take a moment to gasp or scream. I understand. It’s the way I react when someone tells me they’ve never read or watched The Lord of the Rings.

How can this even happen, you’re wondering? How, when the entire world was going crazy about Harry Potter, did I not pick up a book to see what all the fuss was about?

BEA 2016 Recap

A couple weeks ago I was lucky enough to attend BookExpo America. Not only attend, but do my very first signing for THE HUNDRED LIES OF LIZZIE LOVETT.

Basically, it was simultaneously one of the most thrilling and terrifying things I’ve ever experienced.

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10 Things I Loved About FROSTBLOOD by Elly Blake

frostbloodSeventeen-year-old Ruby is a fireblood who must hide her powers of heat and flame from the cruel frostblood ruling class that wants to destroy all that are left of her kind. So when her mother is killed for protecting her and rebel frostbloods demand her help to kill their rampaging king, she agrees.

Corn Creek Adventure

I guess winter is over. Despite it being February, we’re having 80 degree days.

I’m really not ready to pack up my winter clothes. I hardly even got a chance to wear boots this year! But if we’re going to have gorgeous spring weather, I might as well take advantage of it. (Especially considering that a month from now, it’ll probably be too hot to leave the house. Sigh.)

So, the first hike of the season. Corn Creek (Desert National Wildlife Range):

10 Things I Loved About THE ONLY THING WORSE THAN ME IS YOU by Lily Anderson

The Only Thing Worse Than You Is MeTrixie Watson has two very important goals for senior year: to finally save enough to buy the set of Doctor Who figurines at the local comic books store, and to place third in her class and knock Ben West--and his horrendous new mustache that he spent all summer growing--down to number four.

Home Means Nevada

When people ask me what it’s like to live in Las Vegas I roll my eyes and say, Ugh. Tourists. I say, Neon lights everywhere. I say, Summer days hot enough to break thermometers.

I tell people that Las Vegas lacks culture, but then I mention The Smith Center with its marble and polished wood and Broadway shows.

I make jokes about the casinos, but then say I live out in the suburbs, surrounded by old ranches and mountain ridges.

I don’t gamble and I’ve never set foot in a night club, but I’m quick to gush about the beauty of Red Rock and Mt. Charleston.

What I’m saying is, I complain about Las Vegas, but I love it too.

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