Sunday, February 19, 2017

"Cinder"

Cinder (The Lunar Chronicles, #1)Title: "Cinder"
Author: Marissa Meyer
Published: January 3, 2012


My Review: 


Cinder is the first book of the Lunar Chronicles series. I first discovered this novel at a book fair and I was quickly interested in it because of its mash of science fiction and fairytales.  Personally, I love reading fairytale retellings and so far in my reading experience, the Lunar Chronicles is my favorite. I might even go as far to say that it is one of my favorite series(plus Harry Potter, of course). Cinder is a retelling of Cinderella. 16-year-old Cinder is considered a mistake by most of society and a burden by her stepmother and stepsisters. However, being a cyborg does have its benefits. Her brain interference has given her an ability to fix things. This affects her to become the best mechanic in New Beijing. This exact title brings Prince Kai himself to her booth one day at the market, needing her to repair a broken android. He jokes that it's "a matter of national security," however Cinder suspects there might be some truth behind his comment. Enough she wishes to help the prince, her plans are put on hold when her younger stepsister(who is the only family member who cares for her) is infected with the fatal illness that has been plaguing the Earth for a decade. Blaming Cinder for her daughter's illness, her stepmother volunteers Cinder's body for plague research. Which is an "honor" that no one has survived. However, it doesn't take long for the royal scientists to discover something strange about Cinder, something others would kill for.


At the moment, I have read the Lunar Chronicles twice now. I would give this book 5 out of 5 stars, hands down. This is an amazing series. The science fiction and the fantasy are perfect. Meyer has created wonderful and powerful characters who you can fall in love with immediately. She created a complex storyline that is perfectly planned throughout the books. Everyone should read this book. The series include Cinder, Scarlett, Cress, Winter, Fairest(prequel), and Stars Above(filled with short stories). The Goodreads profile is linked above and I hope you take my advice and read this book. Enjoy getting lost in this magical and alien world.

Thursday, February 16, 2017

Candles, By Carl Dennis

Hey guys! I found this poem that's pretty interesting! Enjoy!
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Candles
By Carl Dennis


If on your grandmother's birthday you burn a candle   
To honor her memory, you might think of burning an extra   
To honor the memory of someone who never met her,   
A man who may have come to the town she lived in   
Looking for work and never found it.   
Picture him taking a stroll one morning,   
After a month of grief with the want ads,   
To refresh himself in the park before moving on.   
Suppose he notices on the gravel path the shards   
Of a green glass bottle that your grandmother,   
Then still a girl, will be destined to step on   
When she wanders barefoot away from her school picnic   
If he doesn't stoop down and scoop the mess up   
With the want-ad section and carry it to a trash can.   

For you to burn a candle for him   
You needn't suppose the cut would be a deep one,   
Just deep enough to keep her at home   
The night of the hay ride when she meets Helen,   
Who is soon to become her dearest friend,   
Whose brother George, thirty years later,   
Helps your grandfather with a loan so his shoe store   
Doesn't go under in the Great Depression   
And his son, your father, is able to stay in school   
Where his love of learning is fanned into flames,   
A love he labors, later, to kindle in you.   

How grateful you are for your father's efforts   
Is shown by the candles you've burned for him.   
But today, for a change, why not a candle   
For the man whose name is unknown to you?   
Take a moment to wonder whether he died at home   
With friends and family or alone on the road,   
On the look-out for no one to sit at his bedside   
And hold his hand, the very hand   
It's time for you to imagine holding.