All The Things You May Say To A Book Lover

Lately I have stumbled upon a number of posts on blogs that listed phrases you should never ever under any circumstances say to a book lover. I’d say I’m a pretty huge fan of books, and have been since I was a child. But every single one of those posts just annoyed me a great deal. It’s a snobby attitude to pretend that reading is a better hobby than, say, doing ballet or watching football. So, as a book lover, I decided to list all the things you may say to me (yes, even WHILE I’m reading!)…

 «But you have got so many books already!»
I knooow, right? And aren’t they pretty! Thank you so much for noticing!

 «Wow, you’ve read that book in a single day?»
Thank you, I appreciate the admiring tone!

 «I liked the movie better.»
That’s okay. Maybe it was a hell of a movie then!

 «I’m not going to read the book – I’ve already seen the movie!»
Seriously, the only time I will judge you for this is when it comes to Harry Potter. But, hey, sometimes we’re just not in the mood to like something!

 «You read a lot. What’s the name of the author who wrote that book about those things?»
Aw, I probably don’t know. But thank you for believing that I might!

«I’ve read this brilliant book…!»
Tell me more, tell me more!

«I hate to interrupt you while you’re reading, but…»
The last time I was told that, someone wanted to discuss dinner plans with me. Books are food for thought, but they’re not pasta.

«How many books do you have?»
I don’t know. But I don’t mind telling you about my shelves anyway (since you showed a spark of interest.)

«Wanna go to the bookstore?»
Yes please! Let’s talk about books, baby! Let’s talk about you and me…!

«I don’t have time to read.»
And I don’t have time for football or Grey’s Anatomy. We only make time for the things we actually enjoy, and why shouldn’t we?

«You must have been such a nerd in school!»
O.M.G. YES! But I once was thrown out of the library for inapropriate behaviour (= holding hands with a boy). So, you see, I was also a rebel.

«Haven’t you already read that book?»
And it was so amazing I’m reading it again! Maybe you would enjoy it, too?

«What’s that book about?»
Your mistake if you ask me that question, because I will now not shut up until I finish telling you the ENTIRE FRIGGIN’ PLOT!

I realise that every society has this group of people who think reading is rubbish. But same goes for every hobby. Not everyone can enjoy the same things, and some people find this harder to accept than others. But we readers like to believe that we’re super smart (which we TOTALLY are!), and shaming others for asking a silly question just isn’t a very smart thing to do. Really, there is only one sentence that every book lover will truly hate from the bottom of their hearts, and that is

«The sequel will be out in 2047!»

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Wishing you all a wonderful autmn-y week and a happy Booktober!

xxx

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Oh You Pretty Chitty Bang Bang

Last sunday I went to Sheffield to see Chitty Chitty Bang Bang live on stage. It’s a show I’ve wanted to see ever since I went through a hardcore Dick van Dyke phase – hello! He’s the Harrison Ford of children’s movies! He’s not in the show, of course, but he starred in the 1968-movie, and that was reason enough for me to get into it.

The story is about the inventor Caractacus Potts and his two young children, Jeremy and Jemima, whose super-fast car, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang (because that’s the sound it makes!), is the object of desire of Vulgaria’s Baron Bomburst. When the Baron kidnaps Granpa Potts the Potts family comes to his rescue, along with the beautiful Truly Srumptious – but arriving in Vulgaria they find out that the Baron and his wife detest children and that Jeremy and Jemima are in great danger of being abducted by the hideous Child Catcher.

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I am really not a cars kind of person, but the story just had me. It’s bit like Grease for children. And I’ll admit the first time they started the car and it made this awful sound, my mind went straight into thinking, THAT’S AIR POLLUTION! SAVE THE ENVIRONMENT! But then how could I resist a car that only runs when you say «PLeeeeaaaase!»

Only how you convince a child after seeing the show that the Child Catcher is not real, I shall never know. He seemed pretty convincing to me, and whenever his track comes up on my iPod i press skip. Eergh, everytime I hear him go «Childreeeeen!» I physically shudder.

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To say I enjoyed the show is a slight understatement. I absolutely loved it! It’s weird and loud and bright, and oh my, the costumes! Unlike the film, the show is set in a post-World-War-I era, so everything’s a bit more colourful and funky. What I was most impressed with, though, were the child actors. Lucy and Henry, who played the roles of Jemima and Jeremy Potts, were in every way a delight to look at! They played their parts so well and with so much heart. I simply cannot imagine the effort the producers of the show had to put into training these kids – how do you get them to stay concentrated, and how do you prevent them from forgetting their lines in stage fright? They have to act and sing and dance, sometimes everything at once, and yet they didn’t screw up once.

Everytime I watch a live musical I am freshly impressed by the actors. They’re all professionals, so as well I should be of course – but they never cease to amaze me. Lee Mead and Carrie Hope Fletcher make such a wonderful pair with their curly hair and quirkie costumes, and they make it incredibly hard to imagine any other actor taking over the role. Actually, Carrie Fletcher could just change her name to Truly Scrumptious and pull it off. You look at her and think, Hang on – she’s not the candy maker’s daughter?!

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This show makes me consider getting my driver’s licence just so I’d be legally allowed to steer a flying car! If you have the chance to see the show, please go watch it! What a happy time you’ll spend! It’s beautifully done, it’s laugh-out-loud funny, and it’s romantic – it’s everthing I need in a stage production; blast it, it’s everything I need in life!

All the pictures featured in this post I downloaded from the musical’s website!

Last But Not Least: Day Twenty

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All the people that we watched from the inside today;
Where were they headed? Where do they live? What did they think of the weather, ever changing, ever so unreliable?

All the people that walked past us this afternoon;
Do they think happy thoughts? Have they ever read a story by Dr. Seuss? Have they laughed today?

All those people that we saw and that will never know they were seen;
Maybe a friend walked past, one which I haven’t yet met. Maybe the tired-looking woman with the groceries knows the secret of life; but now she’ll never tell. Maybe the school children would have listened to my stories; now they won’t care.

And it makes me think of all those chances that we miss
By not talking to the people that pass us by.

(Quote: Mike Rosenberg)

Last But Not Least: Day Nineteen

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It’s the Highlands. They make you think there might just be a monster lurking somewhere. They make you think all sorts of things beyond reason. The names of the towns we pass sound like magic spells. It’s wonderful.

Last But Not Least: Day Seventeen

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There once was a boy named Harry destined for greatness.

There once was a girl named Inga trying to see the light.

There once was a girl named Noemí desperate to find the magic.

There once were oh so many spells and books and forests filled with magic and wonder, and there once were castles full of stories, and there once were fortresses full of mysteries.

There once were. There are. All the children loving fairie tales and yearning for the pixie dust to take them.

There once was a boy named Harry and he spread light and he promised magic, and it was that which made him not a hero, but a friend who would always be waiting.

(Quote: J.K. Rowling)

Sexy Books: The Raven King by Maggie Stiefvater (Part 1)

Currently (not) reading (and slowly dying while doing so): The Raven King by Maggie Stiefvater

This is the first in a series of posts, so I apologise in advance for any future rambling/fangirling/drooling/word vomit on the matter. But we need to talk about this. Well, I do. Fine, as a matter of fact, I don’t because I’m sitting in a lecture at university right now, but «Slavia Latina» just doesn’t sound nearly as intriguing as THE RAVEN KING!

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I’m not lying, for the past five months I have been thinking about this book EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. I did, I’m that bonkers. So naturally, it wasn’t until two weeks after it had been published that my bookshop sent it to me (I’d have complained but it’s my fave^^) – AAaaAarGHh, the AGONY!

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I’m halfway through, and it’s captured my mind and soul and haunts my dreams, and it’s been keeping me from getting, like, super important homework done. Last night I hid it in my wardrobe with the chocolate. That has been working pretty well in the sense that at least physically I’m not holding on to it. I just pretend it’s in Narnia. It’s fine. I’m fine. It’s only thirty more hours and I can finish ruining my life. Only thirty hours. That’s not much, right? *sobs hysterically into pillow*

The Raven King is, so far, my favourite in the series (but I’ve only read half the book). It’s beautiful and magical and FRIGGIN’ HEART SHATTERING! – to the person sitting behind me, are you bloody READING THIS?! … he just nodded. And grinned. Geez. IT’S NOT FUNNY, OKAY? STOP SMILING! – Anyway, okay, you know how the story is about Blue, and Blue has this curse that if she is to kiss her true love he will die, and then she meets Gansey, who is a total babe, and it’s all super sexy because they can’t make out, so it’s all teasing and cute!

I thought they were the definition of AWESOME! And now, after three books and two hundred and forty three pages, I’ve realised that ADAM AND RONAN ARE GAY AND IN LOVE!

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Adam and Ronan. Ronan and Adam. This is it. I’m done. Can’t handle it any longer. This is perfect. OH, THE FEELS!

I’m so slow – for the past year or so everytime I encountered Ronan/Adam fanfiction or drawings or any sort of implication that they might be more than just friends I blindly assumed this was a new trend people followed. Like Johnlock. To be fair, I was also surprised to find out that Clary and Jace had the hots for each other. Detecting romance might just not be my strong side.

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Okay, that’s it. Super Important Homework is waiting. Actually, now that I’ve just wasted an hour barfing my brain’s contents on my blog, it’s Super Duper Important Homework.

Bye.

Why You Shouldn’t Follow Me On Instagram

Hello there, folks from the Internet! You see that button down here? If you press that button it’ll take you straight to my Instagram account. But before you go there, it would be wise for you to have a look at all the reasons why you shouldn’t do just that!

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I’ve had Instagram for just over two years, and so far I’ve uploaded pictures without much thinking – until yesterday a porn account started following me! Eew! EEEEWW!

I blocked them, it’s all fine, they can go about their disgusting business elsewhere; but it did make me question all the pictures that I have uploaded, and so I went through them again last night. And, geez! – Okay, there is DEFINITELY NO PORN MATERIAL on my account! No skanky bikini pics, no videos of me taking a shower. – But, geez, WHY DO PEOPLE FOLLOW ME AT ALL? Who wants to see all that crap? If you were thinking of following my account, think again…

First of all, my name on Istagram (and Twitter at that) is _mimion_. When I created my account, a boy I liked always called me Mimi because of my double name Noemi Mirjam, and I felt super creative – which I obviously wasn’t because I had to use underlines in order to make that name work at all!

But the pictures… oh my! No really, OH MY!

The plushy animals selfies

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Apparently, for quite a while I was really into wearing hats and posing with my stuffed toys. I even braided my hair, so I would look more like Anna!

My legs

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I’m not Cinderella, this is the bathroom floor (the lighting was so much better there), and I was not in love. I had just bought new tights, and thought they were fabulous.

Me eating dessert

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There is a disturbing amount of photographs that show me enjoying a cake or a waffle or a chocolate bread roll. THE WORLD NEEDED TO SEE THAT!

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Everytime I start reading a new book I instantly post a picture of it on Instagram; as if a photo taken on my phone in the light of my bedside lamp is better in quality than anything you could find on the publisher’s site! As if you were really curious as to how my socks looked! You can’t read a single word on that picture! It’s so useless!

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Oh, and here I didn’t really want to show anyone the book, I just needed a reason to post that I was in Paris. Thanks, Carrie!

My dog

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I’m not really sorry about that because if you don’t think my dog playing hide and seek with me is THE CUTEST THING EVER, then the problem is entirely yours!

Me hugging Hondurans

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To be fair, Hondurans are a very cuddly people – still doesn’t legitimise the racist remarks!

THAT.

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The comments really say enough, don’t you think? God, I must have been bored!

I’m not saying that I don’t want people to follow me! I’m just saying that you might be just a little out of your mind if you do. And if you’re not a porn producer or animal molester, there is a good chance I might actually follow you back.

So here’s a BIG RED BUTTON for you to press, and if you can resist the urge to do so right away, then CONGRATULATIONS! – Your mental health is complete!

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Lots of love from the roots of my heart!
xxx

just to be very clear: I AM NOT A RACIST! I had a Honduran friend who actually introduced himself to me, saying «Hola, soy el Negro!» – My Instagram comment is an inside joke WHICH BOTH PEOPLE ON THE PHOTO THOUGHT WAS ACCEPTABLE!