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Book Integration (Alternate Title: Am I Insane?)


This past weekend I attempted to squeeze another book onto one of my many bookshelves, only to be dismayed over the fact that it didn’t fit. The problem isn’t that I have too many books. (There’s no such thing!) The problem is lack of space and my current organizational system.

Now, I know that probably sounds crazy. If it’s my organizational system, how can it be failing me? That’s a funny story…

Almost 4 months ago I moved in with my boyfriend. Immediately upon moving on we were faced with the hurdle of combining all of our shit together. Given the insane amount of kitchen stuff we both have and our lack of storage space, this was no easy feat. We managed and, for the most part, we found a place for everything…except the books. In order to make room for all of our books Boyfriend was sweet enough to build me some extra shelves that are built into the living room wall. (It looks awesome!) Between that and the smaller bookshelves I brought with me, I managed to get all of the books unpacked.

So, at the moment there is technically space for all the books that we own, BUT I am still not happy with the current situation. You see, I am incredibly particular about the way I organize things. Especially my precious books. I organize them by genre and then arrange them alphabetically by author. I have a section for general fiction, classics, mythology/fairy tales, YA literature, children’s/middle grade literature, non-fiction, and cookbooks. (Can you tell that my years working at the library rubbed off on me a little?) I don’t care if anyone else finds it weird; this has been my system for years and I love it. On the opposite spectrum is Boyfriend’s system (or lack thereof) of organizing things. His shelves were a complete mess when I moved in. Books were just crammed on the shelves wherever they fit. The fiction was mixed with the non-fiction. Nothing was alphabetized. There were children’s picture books mixed in with the adult books.*cringes* I’m still having nightmares about it.

Even though there is less chaos on the shelves now, our books are still separate. In case I haven’t already conveyed how weird I am, I will admit that I haven’t been able to bring myself to join all of our books together. I tried, I really did. Logically, it makes more sense to combine all of our fiction, non-fiction, classics etc. together in their respective sections. But I can’t! I just can’t! For some reason I’ve always had a hard time integrating my books with someone else’s. I don’t even know how to explain it. It’s like having someone else’s books on the same shelf as mine somehow contaminates them. Or maybe it’s because they won’t feel like my books anymore? Like I’m giving up ownership of them, or something? I’ve been learning to make sacrifices in the time that I’ve moved in. I am coming to accept the fact that none of my stuff will ever be perfectly matched or “pretty” again. *sigh* I’ve mostly adapted to the fact the house will never look the way want it to. I’ve come to terms with the fact that my boyfriend’s standards of cleanliness are way lower than mine. But the book thing? No. It’s too big of a commitment!

All of this brings me back around to the beginning of this post. I have some new books I need to squeeze on the shelf somewhere, but there isn’t enough room. This means I have two potential options: a) Moving the books around again to try to find a better location for each section, or b) Integrate the books. The latter is the easier, more logical option. I know it is, but for some reason it’s stressing me out. :-\

Am I being ridiculous? Does anyone else have any weird hangups about integrating their books with their significant other’s?

Adult · Books · Fantasy · Fiction

Books I’ll Never Read Tag

I was tagged by Nikki from The Night is Dark and Full of Books to do the “Books I Will Probably Never Read” tag. Thanks for including me Nikki! (I love the name of your blog!) This one feels almost too easy for me to fill out, given that my list of books that I don’t want to read feels significantly shorter than my TBR list as of late.

  • A Really Hyped Book You’re Not Interested in Reading – Red Riding by Pierce Brown, given that this sounds exactly like 10 other books I’ve already read.


  • A Series You Won’t Be Starting/Finishing – The Wheel of Time series by Robert Jordan. I’ve heard it gets pretty bad the further  you get into the series. No thanks.


  • A Classic You’re Just Not Interested In – Moby Dick by Herman Melville. Just reading the blurb on the back makes me want to fall aslee…zzzZzzzZzzzZzzz.


  • A Genre You Never Read – Basically anything that shows up in the “Romance” section of the bookstore. I enjoy romance in other genres, but not the overly cheesy, erotica type.
  • A Book on Your Shelves You’ll Probably Never Read – The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco. I’ve had this one on my shelf for years because I was told that as a fan of historical fiction I just had to read it. I tried to start it once and just wasn’t feeling it, so it’s unlikely I’ll crack it open again.



My Nominees: 

Naty @ Naty’s Bookshelf

Grace @ Quirky and Peculiar

Katie  @ Never Not Reading

Ellie @ Blogging for Dopamine

Bentley @ Book Bastion

Adult · Books · Favorites · Fiction · Mystery

Kiersten’s Favorites: Pt 3

We had a bit of a rough night last night. After getting home from work I had to rush my dog to the emergency vet. To make a long story short, his arthritis was causing him a significant amount of pain. 😥 Thankfully, he’s doing a bit better today now that his meds have kicked in. (I, however, am a tired mess, as I got up practically every hour to check on him and make sure he was okay.)


I could use some happiness today, so I am going to do another favorites post, as it’s been a while. (Feel free to check out Part 1 and Part 2.)

  1. Rebecca by Daphne Du Maurier – I’ve been in love with Rebecca since I read it back in high school for summer reading. In a way, it reminds me of another favorite, Jane Eyre, in that it’s a filled with gothic themes of suspense, mystery, and romance. I used to have dreams about living in Manderlay.
  2. The Other Boelyn Girl by Philippa Gregory –  This book was the one that made me so obsessed with historical fiction throughout college. (Prior to that I assumed that historical fiction novels would be about as exciting as reading a history textbook.) The descriptive detail of the clothing (omg, the clothing!), the scenery, and the people of the court were enough to keep me hooked. Philippa Gregory really knows how to take history and really make it come to life.
  3. And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie – Seriously, who didn’t love this book? It’s short, but kept me interested from the very first page. It’s basically Clue in book form.
  4. The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova – Part historical fiction, part dark mystery, this book has the whole package. It’s basically an updated, exotic version of Dracula with more history thrown in.



Adult · Books · Fantasy · Fiction · Young Adult

August TBR

At the start of every month I talk about the books I want to read that month. By the end of the month I’ve typically read a completely different set of books than what I said I was going to read. I wish I could explain it, but I can’t. I just get in moods where I want (or don’t want) to read certain things, TBR list be damned.

These are 3 that I definitely want to read in August, in addition to the other 2 books that I am still currently reading. Who knows what I’ll actually end up reading. *eyeroll*


Books · Fantasy · Fiction · Sci-Fi · Uncategorized

Book Covers That Made Me Say “WTF?”

In yesterday’s post, What Makes a Good Book Cover, I talked about what types of book covers I find aesthetically pleasing and which ones I do not. For the most part, my dislikes in cover art include too much empty space, nothing but a a title, and repeating the same generic images over and over again. After I posted this yesterday I realized that I forgot to include another crucial category of “bad” cover art: those that are downright gaudy or absurd.

I don’t feel like I need to offer any explanation here; the pictures speak for themselves.


These are only a handful of the horrible book covers that are out there. (Do a Google search. I promise you won’t be sorry.) I think my favorite is Zombie Raccoons and Killer Bunnies. I hope they make a movie adaptation sometime in the future.

Adult · Books · Fantasy · Fiction · Sci-Fi · Young Adult

What Makes a Good Book Cover?

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This weekend I finally decided to crawl out from under the rock I’ve been living and joined Bloglovin‘. Given that I’ve been actively blogging for 6-7 months now it probably would have made sense for me to sign up ages ago. Derp. Feel free to follow me if you’ve also jumped on the Bloglovin’ bandwagon. On that note, feel free to follow me on Instagram also, if you want to see a billion pictures of my animals, with the occasional baking or book picture thrown in.

I’m starting to feel a little like a salesman now and it’s getting weird. (“Follow me now! No down payment necessary! All for the low price of your newborn child and a chunk of your dignity!”)

*crawls back under rock*


I’ve been doing some thinking lately about book covers. Several people recently have posted pictures of their favorite book covers from 2017 and it has made me ask what exactly makes a good book cover. I’d assume that most of us can agree that we don’t necessarily buy a book just based on the cover alone, but the overall aesthetics of a book can definitely be a contributing factor. If the outside of a book is super boring or overly gaudy, it may make you less likely to purchase it, no?

I can’t say what makes a book cover attractive to other people, as attractiveness is entirely subjective. I can, however, tell you what I do and don’t like when it comes to cover art.


Above are three examples of book covers that made me say “Ooooh, what’s that about?” the first time I saw them. I picked them up, not knowing anything about them beforehand, simply because of the interesting cover art. (Funnily enough, the ACOTAR series has become one of my absolute favorites.) I love catchy designs, bright colors, and a few subtle hints as to what the story is about. I dig the bold lines, the whimsical imagery, and all the swirling action going on with these three particular covers. It’s all very attention grabbing. This is one area that the YA genre tends to shine. Whether you’re a fan of YA literature or not, you have to admit that they have some pretty snazzy book covers.


Notice some similarities in the above book covers? On first glance, it looks like they are all part of the same series. Upon further inspection, you will see that these are three unrelated books by different authors. I feel like this book cover makes up the vast majority of books that you find in the Sci-Fi/Fantasy section at any bookstore. Plain background with a mysterious looking wizard/assassin/person on the cover. The same thing occurs in books with female protagonists. The only difference is that you can usually see the woman’s face and they have a more badass stance. Like this:

There’s nothing inherently wrong with any of these covers, but I just find it incredibly redundant. When you’re trying to sort through thousands of books on a shelf you need something to stand out and say “Pick me!” not “Hey look, we’re all the same!”

Above are a few more examples of book covers that I dislike. There’s too much negative space and not much else to look at. Just having the title and the author on the front is not really enough to make me feel all hot and bothered.


I am sure that plenty of people out there will disagree with me, as we all have our own personal tastes. I would love to hear from some of you about what you like and dislike in book covers. Leave me some comments and tell me what your favorites and least favorites are.


Dance Your Heart Out

Today is National Dance Day! Hooray! I order you all to go put on your dancing shoes and bust a move. Right now. Move!

In all seriousness, dance is something that is actually very important to me. I’ve always loved to dance and did so frequently growing up, whether at social events or just in the privacy of my own bedroom. I hate to break it to you, but if you didn’t grow up in the 90s, dancing your ass off to the Spice Girls, you never really lived.

Three years ago I was fortunate enough to discover another kind of dance and it has since changed my life for the better: Pole dancing. (Yes, an often taboo topic among those who don’t really understand or appreciate it. But hey, if you’ve ever met me you will know that I am no stranger to talking about and/or doing taboo things). Pole dancing has been an amazing experience for me. It has helped to make me stronger, both physically and mentally. It has helped me learn to appreciate my body more for what I can do with it, rather than what it looks like, and it serves as the perfect outlet for stress. My body image and anxiety improve significantly when I’m focusing on dance. On top of that it’s just plain fun. I love working on choreography and coming up with new concepts for the shows we put on. Dancing is a great way to channel my creativity and use it to make art that I can share with others.

It can have its downsides, of course. It has taken a lot of time and effort to reach the skill level I’m at now and I still have a long way to go. People sometimes judge me for it because they automatically assume that because I pole dance I’m also a stripper. (Not that I have any problem with strippers.) It can definitely be dangerous if not done correctly and even on the best of days it leaves my body sore and bruised. But you know what? I wouldn’t have it any other way.