The Stories of Medusa: Oh, the glory that is writing death scenes for Lent

3193 words written today. I guess it wasn't as much fail as I thought!

Best quote of the day;

STUPID PACING IS STUPID ‘SCUSE ME PLEASE WHILE I KILL MYSELF MESSILY WITH THIS PAPERCLIP.

The Stars Rating System.

First of all, this is just a record, for me, of how much I liked the book. This is Personal Preference! But with that in mind, here's a breakdown.

One star - Didn't like it. At all. My time was wasted and I'm trying to forget it. I would enjoy burning this book.
Two stars - It was okay? I mean, it was comprehensible and all, I just didn't connect with it/the problems were too much to ignore/I would enjoy killing all the characters.
Three stars - I liked it. I'll lend it to my family members and friends, and I'd wave at the characters in the street. I would enjoy watching the movie made from the book.
Four stars - I really liked it. I'll quote it at length, and I'll engage in long, dramatic conversations about the characters with my friends, who I will recommend the book to. I would enjoy reading it again.
Five stars - I loved it. We're in a relationship now. (It's complicated.) It was unexpected, and funny- well, not always funny- but always brilliant. I fretted about the characters when reading it, and I feel like I know them. It made me think in some way, about something important. I would enjoy writing fanfiction/stalking the author/taking pictures with places mentioned in the book.

Sometimes books are on the borderline between stars, in which case I decide which category if falls in with the use of arcane arts involving chocolate, how much my shoulder hurts at the moment, and whacking spoons on the counter. These ratings might be changed retroactively- I am nothing if not fickle. Thus Sayeth The Jasmine.

The Stories of Medusa

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Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Oh, the glory that is writing death scenes for Lent

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Just the numbers, sir...

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