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My favorite blog in the world might be this one, from one of my favorite illustrators/artist, Ani del Castillo. She is from my own city, and publishes a comic strip every week in the cultural suplement of my favorite newspaper. When I first started reading her blog, she blogged about hanging out in streets I'm familiar with, about art and people and being young in my city. I lost track of her then, and only recently found her, only to find out she moved to Canada, got herself an incredibly hot boyfriend and had a lovely baby girl. She now blogs about beautiful streets I have never seen, art and people and her daughter and how she misses my city and her family but loves her new family at the same time. She only just started blogging in English as well, which is why I can finally go and say READ THIS, YOU'LL LOVE IT. It's almost a shame, though, because she writes in such a beautiful, lyrical and unique style in Spanish, and I just love how much of herself she puts in every post.
Plus, her art is nothing short of amazing.
I have now read the 2nd book by Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes. It's somewhat better than the first one, on account on being less predictable. But really, the thing that bothers me most about these books are how she has to give details on everyone's physical appearance all. the. fucking. time. And it's not 'his blond hair', oh no. it is 'his lustrous golden hair' or 'her bright raven tresses'. Yuck. And I don't care about what color of sweater a character is using. Really, I don't. Even less if it's sparkly and short and showcases how she's curvy 'in all the right places'. ew. I've always found that one of the most annoying traits of fanfic, and I try to avoid it like the plague in my own work.
It seems like my brand new oven (brand. new. oven. wtf.) needs a thingy replacement. I do not know exactly what. Only that it might take from three days to a fortnight. This sucks. So much. I am aching to bake, enough that I'm actually considering asking someone to lend me their kitchen for a while. SIGH.
Plus, her art is nothing short of amazing.
I have now read the 2nd book by Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes. It's somewhat better than the first one, on account on being less predictable. But really, the thing that bothers me most about these books are how she has to give details on everyone's physical appearance all. the. fucking. time. And it's not 'his blond hair', oh no. it is 'his lustrous golden hair' or 'her bright raven tresses'. Yuck. And I don't care about what color of sweater a character is using. Really, I don't. Even less if it's sparkly and short and showcases how she's curvy 'in all the right places'. ew. I've always found that one of the most annoying traits of fanfic, and I try to avoid it like the plague in my own work.
It seems like my brand new oven (brand. new. oven. wtf.) needs a thingy replacement. I do not know exactly what. Only that it might take from three days to a fortnight. This sucks. So much. I am aching to bake, enough that I'm actually considering asking someone to lend me their kitchen for a while. SIGH.
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