1. I don’t know how to start this and I don’t really know what to say, I only know that I want to say something. I’ve had parts of this post sitting in a draft for months now preparing for today. I had planned to get my thoughts out early, to say what I wanted …
Today would have been my mom’s sixty-sixth birthday. I don’t usually make a post for her birthday, only on the anniversary of her death. I’m sure it’s to the annoyance of those who follow me online and maybe even to some of my friends. I’m sure some people see it as morbid, that others are …
“The deep sea is a haunted house: a place in which things that ought not to exist move about in the darkness,” (Armfield 3). Miri’s wife Leah was only supposed to be gone for three weeks on a simple deep-sea research mission, but when the mission is delayed and the Centre that employed Leah stops calling …
I received this book from Simon and Schuster Canada in exchange for an honest review. “Driving home, I’m caught in the crazy paradox: people want to be remembered when they’re gone, yet everyone’s afraid to talk about the dead. The fastest way to forget someone is to stop saying their name,” (Waite). When Jessica Waite’s husband dies suddenly …
“It wasn’t hard to be brave. Not if it was for someone you love,” (McCauley 336). After a tragedy that results in her mother’s death, Marin Blythe finds herself lost in the world until she receives a letter from her favourite horror author, Alice Lovelace and former friend of her mother, offering her a nanny position …
“‘I feel alone,” she says, ‘when I’m with other people.’ ‘Ah,’ Ernest says. ‘The worst kind of lonesome,’” (Lockyer). In the rural town of Burr, Ontario thirteen-year-old Jane’s dad has just died. She spends her time fantasizing about becoming a worm that will burrow into his body, buys tarot cards and tries Ouija boards to …
“I didn’t know there could ever be hurt like this, and that’s the truth. It comes, over and over it comes, and it hurts so much…there’s no rest from it even when I go to sleep, when I go to sleep I dream it over and over again,” (King 262-263). Louis Creed has just moved …
“You only have to forgive once. To resent, you have to do it all day, every day. You have to keep remembering all the bad things…we always have a choice. All of us,” (Stedman). Returning home from the First World War, Tom Sherbourne takes a job as the lighthouse keeper on Janus Rock, an isolated island …
Sometimes I wish it was enough to just say that I was feeling sad, but there’s always been a taboo against that. I’m not the only person who’s felt obligated to say that they were fine when they were anything but, to stitch a smile on my face and pretend to be happy.
I received this book from the author in exchange for an honest review. “From baby teeth to virginity, to live is to regularly suffer loss,” (LaRocca 1). Mara is grieving after her father’s sudden death and is surprised when her cruel mother welcomes a new guest into their home who claims he will protect them. …
Sarah O'Connor 