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thecasualbookreviewer · 1 year

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Congratulations on 200 followers! I’m happy to have been one of your first followers — and to have remained so 200 followers later! <3 I look forward to your upcoming book reviews and bookish content. Here’s to overcoming our respective reading slumps, inactivity, and (in my case) absence! 🥂

Thank you so much! And thank you for encouraging me to make this blog in the first place🖤🖤 thank you for still being in this journey with me 🖤

Here’s to us making a reading come back ✨

#the casual book reviewer answers asks #your neighborhood bibliophile

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bookaddict24-7 · 2 years

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Bookmail days are beautiful ♥️

Thank you to @raincoastbooks for the bookmail!

[ID: Photo of two books sitting on a floor mat in the sunlight. The imagine has cursive writing on the centre that says Monday 3:36pm. The book titles are Beating Heart Baby by Lio Min and Home Field Advantage by Dahlia Adler.]

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maddiesbookshelves · 2 years

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For the Book Recs Ask Game: 43, 60, 62, & 107! <3

Thank you for the ask 😌

43 a book that you have read more than three times

Etiquette and Espionage by Gail Carriger (I had to think past my initial response of Le Pacte des Marchombre to answer with something I don't talk about as much 😂).

60 a book that you think about at 3am

I want to answer this with a manga because Fullmetal Alchemist has been eating my brain for like, 15 years even though the last volume came out in 2011 in France.

But as far as novels go, my current self wants to say Naomi Nokiv's Scholomance series because the ending of The Last Graduate was... yeah. I can't wait for The Golden Enclaves to come out in September.

62 a book with a forgettable plot but amazing characters

Probably Children of Blood and Bone? I liked (most) of the charcters but the plot has been gone from my mind since I closed the book.

107 your favourite book in a different language

Technically, almost everything I read is in a different language, aka, not my first language. The only thing I read that doesn't come from an English-speaking country is manga but I don't read it in Japanese.

So I'm gonna go with Iron Widow because 1) I read it in English, 2) my friend has been sending me her reactions so I'm 👁️👄👁️, and 3) it's genuinely one of my favorite books ever.

#ask game #your friendly neighborhood bibliophile #books #booklr #booklr community #book recs

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bdapublishing · 6 months

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📚✨ Hello Tumblrverse! 🌈✒️

Guess who just stepped into the magical realm of Tumblr? It's us, the BDA Publishing team, your friendly neighborhood indie publishers! I've embarked on this exciting journey to connect with fellow book lovers, aspiring writers, and all you wonderful souls who appreciate the beauty of indie publishing.

What can you expect from this corner of the internet? Well, buckle up for a ride through the pages of our carefully curated collection of indie gems! We're focusing on fringe genres, and if you don't know what those are... follow along for the ride. We'll teach you.

But hey, this isn't just a one-way street. We're here to chat, share insights into the world of indie publishing, and maybe even spill the tea on some upcoming releases. Let's make this a cozy nook for bookish conversations, shall we?

Whether you're a seasoned bibliophile or just dipping your toes into the vast ocean of indie literature, I'm thrilled to have you along for the ride. Let's create a space where words come to life and where every story, no matter how small, finds its voice.

So hit that follow button, join the literary adventure, and let's turn this Tumblr into a haven for bookworms, dreamers, and indie enthusiasts alike!

Cheers to the power of words and the beauty of independent voices!

#indie publishing #indie author #new books

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cassiopeiasdaughter · 8 months

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Hi Andy! Can I call you that?

Oh, I love these celebrations. And I think I might send tons of asks for this! I’m gonna start with saying that I love your blog very much and proceed with asking you to ship me with an HP character, please. ❤️

I’m Sab—your friendly neighborhood ENTP with a sun, moon, and rising in Gemini.

I’m an aesthete, a bibliophile, a creative writer in real life, and an aspiring author. I’m your typical girlie who’s in love with the color pink, rose gold more specifically, good music, dancing, and a good romance novel.

I'm an extrovert, a lover of languages and cultures with 3 languages under my belt and basic knowledge in 4 others.

I love the piano, though I cannot play it, but I always pester my best friend to play me something.

Baking and cooking? Sign me up! Late night chats? You’ve found your girl. Certified cat mom? That’s me!

I’m a social butterfly, and more than 20 people have nicknamed me “butterfly” even though they don’t know each other and couldn’t have possibly passed the nickname around.

I’m gregarious, and I absolutely love meeting people and making friends. As for romantic partners, I typically value one’s intelligence more than anything, and I’m the girl who falls for the intellectuals more than the bad boys or the morally grey men. (Typical Gemini)

Rhys Larsen is my book boyfriend. (read twisted games, it’s perfect!)

I’m 24, a Gryffindor-Thunderbird, in love with babies and kittens. And I think the HP character with the personality closest to mine would be Hermione. I was a nerd at school. Like a real insufferable know-it-all.

I’m straight, and I’m excited to see which HP handsome wizard I’m gonna get! Thanks, love🤍🤍

Hello there and thank you for sending this 🤍

I have to ship you with Theodore Nott/Regulus Black. (I couldn’t decide between the two)

Think about it, they are both introverted and smart. They know how to play the piano, because of course they do… and as a way for them to express their love for you they would play songs for you for hours.

You would bond over your love for languages, -he speaks at least three fluently-, because his parents have forced him to learn them. But he enjoys it now, mainly because it brings him closer to you.

He is shy at first but you help him come out of his shell, with your extroverted and friendly personality. He would feel comfortable to open up to you and he is a great listener which is great because you are a Gemini and you have so many interesting and fun stories to tell.

I can easily picture you two in the kitchen at nights, when the elves aren’t there, baking and cooking together while laughing about everything and nothing.

And when you publish your first book, he will be the first one to buy it (he read it before you even gave it to the editors- but still). You will find him in your home, by the fireplace quietly reading with your cat on his lap.

I have so many headcanons for you two, but if I go there I will never stop lmao ❤️

I wish you the best of luck with everything and I can’t wait to read your work in the future (whenever you publish a book- and when I have the time to read the works already published in your blog)

#shipping

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rogue-durin-16 · 2 years

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KITCHEN SCRATCHER

Summary: For years, Eddie's go-to scratcher has been his beautiful neighbor. When looking in the mirror becomes unbearable, it's only fair for Y/n to be the one tattooing his scars away.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Genre: angst-fluff

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Permanent taglist: @elia-the-bibliophile @randomparanoid @karlthecat15722 @thebutchersdaughtersblog @amourtentiaa @just-here-to-escape-from-reality @comfort-reads

Warnings: language, needles, scars, slight PTSD, mentions of death, vol2 spoilers (?)

A/N: idk this just came to my mind after seeing this post and I thought. I think it's cute. Maybe it'll cheer @celie-voss up. Enjoy my darlings <3

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If God existed, he didn't particularly like me.

That was what I thought while moving the last one of my cartons, containing my tattooing items, into the camper van at the tail end of Hawkins Hills Trailer Park.

A part of me wondered if I had any fault in my father's death. So many times I had wished for him to banish from my life —well, now I had what I wanted, didn't I?

I had also wished for a fresh start.

Certainly, dropping out right before my senior year and moving to the worst neighborhood in Hawkins wasn't what I had envisioned.

Funny how life can turn upsidedown in a matter of days. One morning, you live in your modest yet supposedly lovely ranch style house with your asshole of a father, and the next you're being forced to move out by some guy from the military who's telling you doctor Y/l/n's body can't be retrieved from the Hawkins Lab.

Turns out, life can do yet another 180 in the brief span of a week.

My new neighbors were very nice to me, so it wasn't hard to get them to pass the word about a scratcher working right before the treeline at the trailer park.

Funnily enough, my first client was as illegal as my license to tattoo. Not that anyone cared to stop the sixteen year old when he knocked on my ajar door in plain sight around 4:00pm.

"... Hi?"

"Oh. Hey there." I gave the boy a small smile when he hesitantly pushed the door open. "You're my neighbor, right?"

"Yeah. I..." Clearing his throat, he climbed the couple of steps leading to my new home slash studio and stopped to stand at the doorframe, fidgeting with the pick hanging on a chain around his necklace. "I heard you're, like, a tattoo artist?"

"Well that's an exaggeration." I half joked, leaving aside the items I was moving from one shelf to another atop the kitchen counter in order to pay full attention to my first client. "More like a kitchen scratcher. Gotta earn money somehow y'know."

"I was wondering if I could... Get a tattoo?" He dug into his jeans' pocket and pulled out a couple of scrunched up twenty-dollar bills. "I really like the uh- the bats you have at the door." The boy, pointed his thumb over his shoulder, motioning at the piece of paper I had put outside with some designs and their respective prices.

"Sure thing." I resolved with a nod, walking to one of the compartments in the kitchen to pull out a briefcase containing the items I needed to tattoo, motioning at the couch on my way there. "Sit down, please."

"Have you done this before?" He asked, following me with his chocolate eyes when I came back to him, dragging a chair to place it by the couch.

"Uh yeah, on myself— see?" I rolled up my sleeves to show him the few tattoos I had given myself. My skin tingled under his touch when he reached out to trace the ink lines. "This is your first time?"

"Uhm yeah." He leaned back, digits leaving my forearm to rub his jeans in an anxious manner. "Actually, my uncle doesn't really know I'm doing this so—"

"I won't tell a soul." I assured him with a half smile. "Where do you want it?"

"Forearm?"

I squinted my eyes at him, pensive, resting my chin on my fist. "You wear long sleeves often?"

"Pfft not now." He snorted, referring to Hawkins's late summer weather.

"Piece of advice then," I lazily wiggled my index finger at his forearm. "Not the forearm— not yet anyway. Your uncle would notice."

He pondered for a moment before questioning me. "What about— what about here?" His finger traveled up to tap right under the left end of his clavicle.

"That's a cool place. You sure about it, though?" He hummed affirmatively and I began to pull out the needles, tubes and ink, along with my sketches. "Same design?"

"Nope, I still want the bats on my arm." I nodded and handed him the sketchbook for him too pick. Fast as lightning, he pointed at a black widow on the side of the first page. "This one."

"Copy that." I gestured at him with my head while I used both hands to put my hair back in a bun. "Can you uh... Take off the shirt?" Sheepish, he complied, folding the piece of clothing and leaving it on the cushion besides him. "Lay down, you'll be more comfortable." Taking in his tensed up lanky frame and nervous eyes, I decided it would be for the best to try and distract him. "I'm Y/n, by the way. What's your name?"

"I'm Eddie."

"Eddie, that's a pretty name." I gave him a small smile, setting the ink. "You go to Hawkins High, don't you?"

"Unfortunately." My mouth twisted further up at his sarcastic yet lighthearted tone. "You?"

"Same— well, not anymore. Had to drop out." The confession spilled from my lips before I could stop it, making me freeze briefly.

"Shit, I wish that were me." I breathed out a laugh cleaning the area in his chest that I was about to tattoo. "Hey, uh, this won't hurt right? 'Cause I'm not about to cry in front of you."

"It won't hurt." I soothed him, giving his bicep s light squeeze. "It's more like an itch."

"I can take an itch." He assured himself more than me.

"Atta boy."

That tattoo was done carefully in record time, with no complaints on Eddie's part, a lot of frowning from mine, and some healthy bickering from both sides.

Soon enough, Eddie was sitting back up on the couch with a hand mirror to check the job that had just been done.

"Y/n?" I hummed promptly, focused on putting the things back in the briefcase instead of on Eddie's form. "I hope you know I'll come back to get the bats too."

And he did.

He came back several times —seven to get more tattoos; countless more with a silly excuse to see me. Each time with longer hair, more and more punker clothes, bolder attitude and louder manners; he became less tender and more cynical —he kept the sweet smile and endearing sheepishness, though.

That's why I did not quite process any of the tragic events that took place throughout spring break. I didn't understand.

Eddie was a good, kindhearted person when we had first met, and that never changed, no matter how much shit the world threw at him. Wayne Munson didn't believe Eddie could have done it either, but it was our biased word against every shallow minded Hawkins' inhabitant, so the police ignored it, and we could only sit and watch how they hunted him down.

Then it got... Really weird. I didn't say anything, not because I doubted myself or thought people would take me for a crazy girl; I didn't say anything because when late at night, I spotted four kids in the dark sneaking into the Munson's residence and leave shortly after with four older people, I knew something wasn't right.

I knew weird things happened in Hawkins, I knew it had to do with the Lab, and I knew if I reported anything, I would have a target on my back, so I didn't say anything.

Neither in that moment, nor the next night when, before going to sleep, I caught a glimpse of the same group that had ran out of the trailer not even 24 hours prior. Eddie was in that group.

I didn't notice him when they went in, but I did hear someone crying out his name before some boy and two girls around my age dragged a limp Eddie out of his own house. I wanted to rush out of my camper van and help them, but I wasn't supposed to be seeing anything.

Four days later, Eddie was miraculously ruled out as the prime subject of the murders by Jim Hopper, who had been supposedly dead. Neither he nor his uncle came back to the trailer park right away —luckily so, because a group of jocks showed up in the middle of the night to burn it to the ground.

Wayne Munson moved back in eventually. Some guys in fancy black suits had set up an new house for him and his nephew a little bit closer to the Mayfield's house. It took a while for Eddie to join him, but after a couple of weeks he was being brought in.

It took him three months to approach my camper, and I wasn't even there when it happened. I only came to know about it when I arrived late at night from my shift at Melvald's and saw a note stuck by my designs. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of both his writing and signature.

'Need a favor. My trailer 4pm tomorrow. Bring a lot of ink and sketches. Don't tell anyone. —Eddie'

And so I complied. My wristwatch marked 03:58pm when I first set a foot on the short damp grass of the trailer park and made my way to the Munson's new home.

My palms sweated around my briefcase and backpack when I got to their front door, fist shaking slightly when it went up to knock on it.

He must have been waiting behind the wooden surface, because not even a second passed before it creaked while it was carefully unlatched —such a contrast from the previous times I had dropped by the Munson's trailer, when the door had flung open by a cheeky Eddie who took up all the space left for me to enter.

Now I could barely see him leaning on the wall by the entrance, tired eyes examining my form before actually throwing it wide.

"Hey, I'm uhm—" I whispered my barely coherent words into the crack, shaking my briefcase between us. "Y'know."

Giving me a what I could only read as a wary up-and-down look, Eddie kicked the door open. I took that as a clear cue to walk in, so I did.

After scanning the place, I noticed the new trailer seemed slightly bigger and much more stark, probably due to the recency of their staying.

"It's nice, the new place." I commented, doing a 360 to face Eddie, my voice feeling like scrap paper against the stifling silence. "I'm sorry 'bout what happened to the trailer."

"Yeah, well, Hawkins, am I right?" He finally spoke, attempting what I believed to be a joke while his right hand reached to close the door.

"Right..." With my lips pursed in a tight line, I left both my belongings on the bigger couch. "I didn't buy it, y'know?" I assured him, referring to the blame put on his shoulders a few months ago.

"Yup. Wayne told me." His aloof demeanor battled hard with my need to ease the environment. "I..." His eyes, until then remaining averted from mine, flickered at me. "I changed my mind. I'm sorry."

"What?"

"I... I think it's not— this isn't a good idea. You should go." Eddie cleared his throat, carding through his locks with his fingers. He was muttering something, but my senses cut everything out when I caught on the angry scar starting on his jawline and going down to his Adam's apple.

"Woah— The hell's that?" I stalked to him with concern on my face, suddenly noticing how odd his winter clothes were for Indiana's summertime weather.

"Wait- Don't!" Eddie recoiled when I was mere inches away from brushing his hair away from his face so I could take a better look, confusion switching to panic in his face when it dawned on him what I was questioning him about.

"But-"

"Please. Just— don't." He vehemently shook his head, tears threatening to spill from his widened eyes while he walked back in hopes of putting more distance between us. "Just go. Please."

"Eddie..." His name fell from my lips in a tender mumble, earning a flinch from him. "Whatever this is, it's not gonna faze me." I assured him, deciding it was best to refrain myself from trying to reach him. "And if it's-" I lowered my voice as much as I could. "If it's some kind of... Top secret bullshit, government kinda stuff, my lips are sealed."

"Gov... government stuff?"

"You know, the Lab. I'm not stupid, I know they're still here. I know they're doing something."

"How do you know that?"

"Did they hurt you?" He gulped. "That's why the note said 'don't tell anyone', right? 'Cause they're covering up their bullshit experiments again—"

A lightbulb went off in my head, sinking my heart into my stomach. 'bring a lot of ink and sketches'.

"I'm... Covering up scars, aren't I?" My inquiry had some dread to it. It wouldn't be the first time that I placed ink on top of unwanted physical memories, but this was Eddie. This was different.

"Y/n, leave. Please. I changed my mind." He pleaded me in high pitched tone his shoulders tensing.

"I can't leave you like this." I responded in a sorry tone, taking a sympathetic look at the ghost of what once was Eddie, in that moment reduced to a scared kid in baggy clothes. "I just can't."

"I'm sorry for leaving the note, okay?!" He shouted more than spoke, tears fighting their way down his cheekbones. "But I don't— I don't want you here right now."

"I'm not leaving you in this state." I insisted, taking a step forward; Eddie took a step back, making his back hit the wall. "I'll leave once you're feeling better, but—"

"You don't owe me anything!"

"I don't have to owe you shit, Eddie! I'm worried sick about you and this is not helping!" I yelled, wildly gesticulating at him.

"I'm just a c-client!"

"What the hell Ed?! You're my fucking friend!" I felt myself internally spiraling, too wrapped in my own trauma to notice Eddie's uneven breathing, nor his lower lip trembling. "Last time I saw you, you were getting dragged into a random car! And when you guys left I saw blood, Eddie! A shit ton of blood! And I bet it was all yours! I'm not asking you to tell me what happened that night, but let me fucking help!"

There was an ominous charged silence in which we both stared straight into each other's souls before Eddie slid down the wall to sit on the ground, becoming a silent flood of tears.

I didn't know what to do aside from stare helpless at his fragile, terrified frame that curled up in a ball on his carpet, and that broke my heart.

Gulping, I slowly joined him on the floor, sitting by his right. "I'm sorry. I didn't... Eddie. Hey." I let my left hand tentatively rub his back while my right one went to rest atop his covered forearm. "I'm— I'm here. I wanna help but you- you gotta talk to me."

"I want 'em off." He whimpered, pressing on his eyeballs with the balls of his hands. "I hate— I-I can't even look at myself anymore, Y/n." His teeth gnawed on his lower lip hard enough to draw blood. "I-I thought tattoos would... Help but you-" Eddie sniffed, shooting me a quick glance before involuntarily bracing his torso. "I don't want you to— fuck, they're so ugly."

"Can I see them?" Eddie stared at me as if I had grown two heads, bloodshot eyes opening wide again. "Eddie, you know I've seen some shit."

"Not like this." Before I could counter with anything, he spoke again, this time quieter, as if he was confessing a dark secret. "I don't want you to think I'm ugly."

"Oh, c'mon." I tucked a piece of his hair behind his ear, taking in his self-conscious expression. "I could never. You're the prettiest boy I've seen."

"You think I'm pretty?"

"The prettiest." I corrected him, resting my forehead on his temple. We had kept getting closer and closer without noticing. "Now let me see?"

With an uneven, rueful sigh, Eddie nodded and moved away from my grasp to peel off his sweatshirt, leaving him in a black t-shirt that uncovered both his arms, scarred with healed wounds similar to the one in his jaw.

"Jesus... Hey, wait." I pulled his hand and brought it to my lap when, at my exclamation, he attempted to get up and walk away. "Do they hurt?" Eddie shook his head in the negative slightly relaxing under my feather touch over the minor scar between his thumb and index finger. "Okay."

We both sat in silence while I analyzed his arm, my stomach twisting at the mere thought of whatever might have caused such bad wounds.

"It does sound very metal." He agreed in a soft voice, his head casted down when his hesitant eyes peeked at me through his bangs. "There's... There are more. Bigger."

"Maybe... A Hydra could be cool here." I suggested, passing my thumb over the side of his hand. "See? The heads would cover the scar perfectly, and then... It can go a bit up your forearm with a sick tail." I continued, gently twisting his arm with his curious eyes on me. "I have a Nazgûl design that would look bomb on you, so maybe here" I tapped on the bigger scar adorning his arm. 'or—" I pushed myself off the wall and pivoted to kneel in front of him, reaching for his left bicep. "Here too. You know, I don't do this for anyone but since you're my all time favorite client,"

The lightheartedly joking tone in my voice teared a small smile from him.

"I can sit down and come up with a customized design. Maybe something metal? I'm thinking..." I sat back on my legs, picturing the sketch on my head, completely oblivious at Eddie's loving eyes. "Black Sabbath? A 'War Pigs' tattoo sounds very metal to me, what d'you think?"

"Okay." I reached out to intertwin our fingers before giving them a squeeze. "May I?"

I thanked whatever was out there for having Eddie's eyes adamantly averted from me when he pulled off his shirt, because I had to choke out a cry at the sight.

What the hell happened to him?

"Told you." He muttered, wrapping his arms around the scars on his sides. "They're ugly."

"Hey." I swallowed my grief for his sake, pulling his knees apart so I could get closer to him. "What did I tell you?" My hands went first to his forearms in order to uncover his torso once more, and then to his cheeks. "Prettiest boy I've seen." I repeated, bringing him into a hug before planting a kiss on the side of his head. "Nothing's gonna change that."

Eddie snugged his head on the crook of my neck, bare arms squeezing me tight against him. "Promise?"

"Promise." I waited for him to pull away before letting my fingertips trail down from the pinkish marks on his chest to the bigger wounds on his sides that... Looked eeriely similar to gnawing. "I'm gonna give you the sickest tatties."

"I bet you will." He agreed, letting his left palm travel to my right, which rested on his abdomen. "Thanks, Y/n."

"Don't thank me yet, I might fuck up."

"Yeah sure, you fucking up a tattoo." He scoffed. "Sounds about right."

"There's a first time for everything." I shrugged nonchalantly. "You were my first client, it's just fitting for you to be my first fuckup."

He flicked my shoulder; another half smile twisting up the corner of his lips made my heart swell with pride. It felt odd, yet nice to be the one trying to make the boy smile and not the other way around.

It seemed like that dynamic would stay with us for a while, but I was fine with it as long as I got to be close to him again.

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just0nemorepage · 2 years

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Shout-Out Saturday is a weekly feature on my blog to promote one randomly picked lesser-known book blog in order to help it receive a little more attention. Please consider checking them out, following them, or maybe even sending a message!

Every URL featured here will be added for good in the top half of my fellow bookish blogs page. If you are interested in being featured, please fill out this form.

This week’s bookish blog: @yourneighborhoodbibliophile

Name: Mia.

Lives in: USA & Canada.

Favorite authors: Leigh Bardugo ; V.E. Schwab ; Rainbow Rowel.

Unique blog features: Guide to Tags.

Also found on: Goodreads.

“My name is Mia. And I’m your friendly neighborhood bibliophile. Welcome to my blog where I read and review fantasy, romance, and LGBTQ+ fiction.

My pronouns are they/them/she/her. I am biromantic asexual. I am American, Canadian, and Québécois. I am fluent in English and French and functional in Spanish.”

#shout out saturday #blog recs #yourneighborhoodbibliophile #jomp original

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lisa-lostinlit · 2 years

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💬 What was the last book title that caught your attention? Poison Lilies is such an intriguing title. I’m curious what this story is about and how the title relates. An interesting title, like a beautiful cover, always catches my attention. 🤎📖 Thank you to @harperperennial for gifting me this copy. . . . s u m m a r y : In Katie Tallo's thrilling follow-up to the international bestseller Dark August, Gus Monet is swept into the orbit of a prominent, wealthy family whose privilege is founded on a dangerous web of secrets they're desperate to keep hidden. After moving back to her hometown and solving her mother's murder, August (Gus) Monet thought she was done. Settled. Content for the first time in her life. Cue hard reset number whatever. She made a mistake she couldn't undo, so Gus cut and run. Packed all her things in the dead of night and took off. Now somewhat settled into The Ambassador, an art-deco apartment building with cheap rent in one of Ottawa's oldest neighborhoods, Gus has found the perfect place for a fresh start—or a good place to hide. Gus also finds friendship in Poppy Honeywell, her reclusive neighbor perpetually wrapped in a pink kimono like an aging Old Hollywood starlet. She's also a descendant of the Mutchmores, one of the town's founding families. When a body is found in the pond of a nearby park, her connection to this powerful and wealthy family turns dangerous, possibly deadly. The Mutchmores are hiding something and are willing to do anything to keep their secrets buried. . . . h a s h t a g s : #poisonlilies #katietallo #mysterythriller #bookworms #bookblogger #booklover #bookhoarder #livemoremagic #flatlaytoday #flatlayphotography #ofsimplethings #readersgonnaread #cornerofmyhome #bookcommunity #booksandcoffee #coffeeandseasons #coffeeandbooks #blissfulday #read #mybookfeatures #bibliophile #stillography #darlingdaily #styleithappy (at My Cozy Home) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cd_AFFKuaVk/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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everythingdentalincherryhill · 4 months

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Golf aficionados can enjoy a round at The Legacy Club at Woodcrest, a premier golf club surrounded by picturesque landscapes. Experience Cherry Hill's beauty while indulging in your favorite sport.

Conclusion: Elevating Your Cherry Hill Experience Beyond Dentistry

Your journey to Dr. Corrie J Crowe DDS in Cherry Hill extends beyond dental care. Immerse yourself in the local culture, history, and flavors that make this community special. From museums to shopping and dining, Cherry Hill offers a diverse range of experiences waiting to be explored.

Ready to elevate your Cherry Hill experience? Uncover the hidden treasures surrounding Dr. Corrie J Crowe DDS and transform your dental visit into a delightful adventure.

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"Discovering Boston: A Blogger's Guide to the City's Hidden Gems"

Welcome to the vibrant city of Boston, where history and modernity collide in a harmonious blend of cobblestone streets, towering skyscrapers, and world-class institutions. As a blogger, capturing the essence of Boston requires delving beyond the tourist hotspots. In this post, we'll uncover the lesser-known treasures that make Boston a haven for bloggers seeking unique stories, picturesque settings, and captivating experiences.

Beacon Hill's Quaint Charm:

Wander through Beacon Hill's narrow streets lined with historic brick rowhouses adorned with flower boxes. This picturesque neighborhood is a haven for photographers, offering a glimpse into Boston's architectural past. Capture the cobblestone lanes, gas lamps, and hidden gardens that whisper tales of days gone by.

Arnold Arboretum:

For nature-loving bloggers, the Arnold Arboretum provides a serene escape from the city's hustle and bustle. With over 14,000 varieties of plants from around the world, this urban oasis is perfect for capturing stunning botanical shots and tranquil landscapes.

Innovative Spirit of MIT:

Venture across the Charles River to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT), where cutting-edge research and innovation are a way of life. Explore the striking contemporary architecture, snap photos of interactive installations, and chat with students and researchers for a glimpse into the future.

Jamaica Plain's Diversity:

Discover the vibrant neighborhood of Jamaica Plain, bursting with cultural diversity and artistic expression. Capture the colorful murals, visit local art galleries, and document the community's commitment to sustainability and social activism.

Industrial Chic at the Innovation District:

Boston's Seaport District is a rapidly evolving waterfront area filled with sleek modern buildings, art installations, and hip eateries. It's an ideal spot to capture the intersection of innovation and urban design, offering unique perspectives for your blog.

Literary Treasures at Boston Public Library:

Indulge your inner bookworm at the Boston Public Library, one of the oldest public libraries in the United States. The majestic architecture, intricate details, and expansive book collection provide a wealth of material for bibliophile bloggers.

Local Bites at Farmers' Markets:

Experience Boston's culinary scene by visiting its farmers' markets. These bustling hubs offer an array of fresh produce, artisanal products, and local cuisine. Engage with vendors, snap shots of vibrant displays, and highlight the importance of supporting local producers.

Sunset at Spectacle Island:

A short ferry ride away lies Spectacle Island, part of the Boston Harbor Islands National Recreation Area. Capture the stunning sunset views over the city skyline, rocky beaches, and panoramic vistas of the harbor.

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yourneighborhoodbibliophile · 1 year

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Ronan & Adam: A case study in love & religion

Call Down the Hawk, Maggie Stiefvater // Greywaren, Maggie Stiefvater // Maggie Stiefvater // The Raven King, Maggie Stiefvater // Maggie Stiefvater // Take Me to Church, Hozier // Church, Chase Atlantic // Church, Fall Out Boy // Blue Lily, Lily Blue, Maggie Stiefvater // Young God, Halsey // Coming Down, Halsey // Alexandre Haefeli // Unknown // Heaven, Troye Sivan // Take Me to Church, Hozier // Memento Interlude, Dinos and Charlotte Cardin // Take Me to Church, Hozier // Heaven in Hiding, Halsey

#I spent wayyy more time on this than I anticipated #web weaving #web weave #Pynch #Ronan Lynch #Adam Parrish #The Raven Cycle #trc #The Dreamer Trilogy #tdt #Blue Lily Lily Blue #bllb #The Raven King #trk #Call Down the Hawk #cdth #Greywaren #your neighborhood bibliophile #your friendly neighborhood bibliophile

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thediaryofareader · 1 year

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Katie's life isnt perfect by any means, her children are healthy, she has a secure job and she lives in a neighborhood that is picture perfect. But beyond the facade of her life there are secrets waiting to be uncovered. 𝓐 𝓖𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓕𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓫𝔂 𝓜𝓪𝓽𝓽 𝓖𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓶𝓪𝓷 Is a thrilling tale you have to have on your tbr. Thank you to @forgereads for a chance to review it! I'm so excited to dive in. 🛍: May 30, 2023 #bookstagram #bibliophile #igreads #currentlyreading #bookreview #instaread #lovetoread #booksarelife #readingisfundamental #whatimreading #bookreviewer #bookaddicts #bookpost #tbrpile #justread #bookishphotography #whattoreadnext #readallday #bookworms #booksofinstagram #bookwormproblems #bookaholic #bookpic #newreads #booknerd #theiller https://www.instagram.com/p/CmunVQUrAAZ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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weinbergmodernbooks · 1 year

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Whether you are in search of the perfect 🎁s for all the bibliophiles and connoisseurs in your life, or you are in need of a #selfcare retreat ahead of the impending holiday stress, come visit us in Tribeca! We even made this neighborhood dining guide (👆in Highlights) so you can make a whole day of it! Our very own #JoStockton, the ballerina and designer #XiaoxiaoCao, strikes her best #Clara pose with a pristine copy of the #FirstEdition “The Architecture of the Well-tempered Environment” by #ReynerBanham in 1969. . . . . . #audreyhepburn #audreyhepburnedit #audrey #balletcore #edithhead #stanleydonen #repetto #neuedesign #bookstagram #bookstagrammer #thenutcracker #bookstore #bookstoresofinstagram #xiaoxiaodesigns #berthardy (à Tribeca) https://www.instagram.com/p/ClHawBSJOxR/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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serataino · 3 years

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Beautiful graphic. Thank you! #Repost @1ofakindle ... Book Tour: A Delicious Dilemma 🥣Thank you so much to @meetcutecreative for having me be apart of this book tour! A Delicious Dilemma by @serataino is out now! Purchase at your favorite retailer here: https://serataino.com/a-delicious-dilemma/ Romance author Sera Taíno was selected for Harlequin’s Romance Includes You Mentorship, an initiative launched in 2019 to reach out to diverse communities of writers and bring more own voices stories to romance readers. Now, her debut is finally here! Different worlds collide in Sera Taino's debut novel. It's hard to remain enemies when you've broken bread together Val Navarro’s first mistake: going out dancing after a bad breakup when the chef should be focused on her family business. Her second mistake? Thinking the handsome, sensitive stranger she meets could be more than a rebound – until she discovers he’s Philip Wagner of Wagner Developments. His father’s company could shut down her Puerto Rican restaurant and unravel her tight-knit neighborhood. When Philip takes over negotiations, Val wants to believe he has good intentions. But is following her heart a recipe for disaster? From Harlequin Special Edition: Believe in love. Overcome obstacles. Find happiness. #romancebook #bookstagram #romance #book #romancenovel #bookworm #romancebooks #authorsofinstagram #bookish #reading #romancereader #booklover #bibliophile #romancenovels #lovestory #bookcommunity #booknerd #kindle #booksbooksbooks #contemporaryromance #mustread #romancereads #adeliciousdilemma #serataino #harlequinromance #meetcute #rivalresturants https://www.instagram.com/p/CTClpYhrARd/?utm_medium=tumblr

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raleighliving · 3 years

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Raleigh Hangouts: Cameron Village/Village District

So last time I wrote something like this I talked about the upscale, pricey North Hills community and the pros/cons associated with it. I chose North Hills because, while it's not really representative of the Raleigh experience, it seemed like a region that would appeal to out of towners and people looking for a more urban experience.

The culture designed to cater towards executives on business trips and socialites, while appreciable, it isn't wholly representative of the Raleigh experience however. It's a shiny gemstone set against lower-middle class neighborhoods and a highway exit; a glass diamond set on a gold band.

So I wanted to talk about somewhere a bit more representative of Raleigh as an experience. A place with a variety of options for dining, shopping, and relaxing which doesn't put on any airs collectively; but allows individual stores to be as extra and overpriced as capitalist consumerism will allow them to be.

Of course, the obvious answer would be Downtown Raleigh. You don't get much more Raleigh than the heart of the city itself, and it's full of fun and interesting things to look at....but I hate driving around down there and COVID precautions around there have been hit-or-miss depending on where you go.

So today we're looking Downtown adjacent at the Village District (formerly Cameron Village)!

Just outside of Downtown Raleigh and adjacent to NC State University, Village District is a small shopping district that caters to the local population and the nearby college students.

A collection of small stores, restaurants, boutiques, and facilities which is representative of Raleigh in that there's something for everyone to enjoy if you look hard enough or turn the right corner.

Got a hot date? Take em' to one of the many upscale eateries, walk around the block and take in the sights, and finish with some frozen custard at Goodberry's. Need a haircut? A good book to read? How about some Yoga, or an affordable dry cleaners? Village District has it all.

Affordable housing and apartments sit opposite luxury apartments that tower over the district and charge $1200 for a studio apartment. Affordable fast food options are as easy to find here as fine dining that charges $25 a plate; and clean, decorated streets make exploring the area easy and enjoyable.

If you need to reach Downtown Raleigh or NC State University, it's only a few minutes walking to reach either; or you can rent a motorized scooter/bike for a bit if you're not inclined towards physical exercise (like myself).

It doesn't hold everything you could ever want, but it's got enough to satisfy most wants and desires comfortably within a small radius.

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If you're visiting Raleigh, I'd recommend visiting Tin Roof Teas especially; a small, locally owned tea store that's host to a huge selection of loose leaf teas and tea accessories.

If you or someone that you love enjoys a good cup of tea, but the selection where you're at is whatever's available at the grocery store, then Tin Roof has a grand selection of domestic and foreign tea leaves that can satisfy even the pickiest tea fanatic.

Walking in, you'll be greeted by the mingling scents of dried flowers and it's an experience I'd recommend even if you're not there to explicitly buy anything. Overwhelmed by choice paralysis? They'll brew you a cup of any available tea for a small fee so you can get an idea of what you're looking at.

If you're a Raleigh native, you can also swing by Village District for a selection of boutiques that cater to interior designers and art fans of all sorts. Scrap metal sculptures, paintings, home décor, etc. are all findable.

If you want an eye grabbing piece, you can even check out a gallery like the LaMantia Gallery for high quality pieces from a variety of artists.

I've never shopped with them myself, so I couldn't even comprehend whatever prices they have, but the artwork on display whenever I pass by is always something memorable and eyegrabbing; like this piece of a crowd forming the bust of Ruth Bader Ginsburg.

If you need a bite to eat, as previously mentioned, there's no shortage of options there either. Burger joints, fast food, and sandwich shops/delis are seated alongside fine dining and bistros so whatever niche you require, they can cover.

In terms of personal favorites, I'm partial to the Village Draft House. A nice bar with excellent burgers and great fried appetizers that make me wish eating high fat/carb/salt/whatever foods didn't come with inevitable consequences beyond injuring my wallet.

If you want something a little nicer, then a popular choice is The Flying Biscuit; a largely breakfast/brunch joint with some later in the day fare that uses high quality, healthy ingredients to appease patrons appetites.

But the great thing is, both these places are puppy friendly! Allowing you to bring your dog and even providing water dishes so long as your puppy is able to behave with other good boys/girls around them.

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Of course, you should also check out the Wake County public library hosted in Village District as well! Even if you've been to other Wake County libraries, this wonderfully maintained 2 story library has a decent variety of books, resources, and rooms for the general public to make use of.

Have small children? They'll love the expansive selection of children's books; and enjoy the numerous events catered towards younger readers. Like the rest of Cameron Village, there's a little something for everyone.

If you do stop by the library though, like many of the other places, be forewarned that they're taking necessary COVID precautions in these troubling times and you will be browsing on an "express schedule" where guests are expected to only remain in the building for a limited amount of time (so you have a reduced risk of spreading/contracting the virus).

Normally, if you're a bibliophile like so many who visit these places are, you'd enjoy nothing more than hours of browsing and considering before finally checking out; but for the safety of everyone involved I'm sure they'd appreciate it if you tried to limit your visits to at most thirty minutes.

All told, Village District isn't perfect by any means; but I feel it's more representative of Raleigh as a hangout spot than North Hills by a good measure. Its more diverse clientele, the blended college and downtown communities, the accessibility and variety are all factors that lend to a more authentic, urban south experience.

It might not be as community focused as Seattle's Pike Place or as glamourous a destination as New York City, but its got its own subtle charm that colors any experience I've had there in a more positive light; which is more than I can say of other similar upscale shopping squares.

If you want to visit, try and do so on a weekend when the weather's nice. That's when everyone's out and about, and you get to really see people come together (when of course, we're out of a pandemic).

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