book #3

Fangland by John Marks is an odd book. One of those ones that when you finish you sit back and go... wtf just happened?! It was pretty cool though. I think I've mentioned before that I love the whole vamp genre for the different ideas and consequences of immortality. THIS BOOK DELIVERED. I was fascinated by how it explored death and the brutality of murder and how suffering is affected by time.

I love reading diaries. It's no secret. If there is a book that is set out like diary entries I will read it so fast you won't have time to blink. Well, no, not really, but I will read it pretty darn fast. I guess it's because of the personal nature, the honesty. This one had diary entries = ) it also had emails. and then from different people's perspectives. And then broken up into 15 'books'. It kept me hooked, even through in parts I couldn't follow.

Favourite bit was the frazzled mother-of-two accidently blowing her self up. It was just so obscure and unexpected. Probably not meant to be, but I found it hilarious in a twisted sort of ironic way. I also like how real events like 9/11 were included in it. Just made it a tad more relatable.

I'm giving it 4 stars. It got me thinking in new ways. I now just have to work out who it belongs to so I can return it...

I don't want to live in hornsby.

Today I went on an adventure out west. I explored the 'bad' suburbs. On my own, no less. I was hit on by two strange men. Almost ran over. Death stared by some punk rocker chick on the train. Got slightly lost at Epping of all places. Realised that no matter where I go, if it's dark and I'm alone, the place is a bit scary. Including my own neighbourhood which I know well. But yes. I established that Regent's Park is pretty. I like it. I didn't see much of it because it was getting dark and people and argh but yes. I like it. And it's not as far out as T thinks. YEAH.


I'm quite in the mood to do something stupid. Like, 4). , 21). or 55).. But it's currently 1.27 in the morning so I don't think T will want to drive around with me in the boot of his car. Plus, he's been driving all day. I don't have a cliff to jump off so that's out too. And I don't have the money/ know a tattoo artist so I can't do that either. grr face. L and I were discussing putting holes in my back like this chick, but then he started talking about paper bendy arms and legs. I don't think he realised I was serious. But then, no one is quite serious when you're up past midnight. Anyway, if you can't see it, it's feathers attached to needles which have been stabbed into her back. I don't think I'd ever hear the end of it if I did do it so yeah, don't panik. Most likely won't happen. Unfortunately.


On a happy note, I borrowed some of the books from A so I can start reading the ones Rach recommended. YAY. I'm reading Fangland atm. Damn vampire obsession...


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