HBT’s Monthly Rundown –  where I share things that made me grin ear to ear and some tidbits on what happened on the Blog this month. This SEPTEMBER Monthly Rundown includes:


  • what I’ve read in the month of SEPTEMBER
  • my favorite reviews from my favorite bloggers (yea that’s you)
  • bookish news (you probably don’t care but I’d still put it)
  • PAULA NEWS (because I can be interesting sometimes)
  • this is not in a particular order


HA. Just two days late! AM I AWESOME OR WHAT? I’ve read 26 books this September but I’m way behind reviews. I noticed that the reviews that I’ve put are all ‘FULL REVIEW TO FOLLOW’ But I’m trying to change, really. So this October, I’m going to try to catch up and do the read-and-then-review-right-after method. Unless the book I’m reading is for a blog tour. Also, I want to avoid DNF-ing books. I WANT TO BE NICER TO THEM. I AM REALLY GOING TO TRY THIS TO WORK. Anyway, here’s the books I’ve read plus my reviews!


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Vision – 4 ★ (review)

Scar of the Bamboo Leaf – 4 ★ (review)

Stronger Than You Know – 3 ★

The Future For The Curious People – 5 ★ (review)


Anatomy Of A Misfit – DNF (review)

Love & Misadventure – 2 ★ (review)

Jesus Freaks: Sin Of The Father – 3 ★

Call Me Grim – 4 ★ (review)

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Tape – 2 ★

Jackaby – 3.5 ★

A Blind Spot For Boys – 4 ★ (review)

The Anatomy Of Dreams – 2 ★ (review)

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One Two Three – 3 ★ (review)

Predator – 4 ★ (review)

The Emperor’s Soul – 5 ★

Fire In The Woods – 3 ★ (review)

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 The Sound Of Us (Radio Heart #1) – 4 ★ (review)

Unrequited – DNF

Louder Than Words – 4 ★ (review)

Made For You – 3.5 ★ (review)

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 Demons At Deadnight (Diviniucs Nex Chronicles #1) – 4 ★

Adrenaline Crush – 2 ★

I Wrote This For You – 3 ★

Neurotica –  3.5 ★ (review)

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Not In The Script – 4 ★

Drop Dead Demons – 4 ★

Whoo! There’s also some exciting tours this October than I’m so excited about. You can see it right there ->




Okay, the first one, I don’t know if it’s counted because it was justposted.. yesterdat! But I was really convinced by her review and she’s awesome so I’m still gonna put it. Check out this review of LIES WE TELL OURSELVES by Val (@InnocentSmileyx). Everybody seems to love this book so I’m excited to dive in. Oh and she reviewed The Way Of Kings too! This book is still FREE on AMAZON btw –> GET IT.
Lola   (@hitormissbooks) (everybody knows Lola, really, she’s friendly like that) reviewed BLACK ICE and she gave mercy by rating it 3! I’m a little excited to read this so I’m relieved that it’s not that bad. I mean not as bad as Illusions of Fate! See Lola’s review right here as she justifies her rating. She’s amazing 🙂
And FINALLY! FINALLLLLYYY! Lily (@lilysbookblog) finally read Dangerous Boys and reviewed it. Can’t wait for her Dangerous Girls review! And if you didn’t know that Zoe (@actf_flip_read) celebrated her birtday this past September.. WHERE WERE YOU??? Did you know that she celebrated by hosting an awesome giveaway??! But don’t you worry, read her post right here where she listed 5 books that changed her as a reader! It’s such a great post.
Of course my stalking won’t be complete without mentioning the potatoes! I miss you Faye (@kawaiileena) I MISS YOUR SNARKY REVIEWS 😀 check out the latest review on their blog which was posted by the cutie patootie Aimee (@AimeeReads), Faye’s not the only one I’m missing though.. Them ladies too -> Amir (@lilradrad) and Dre (@dreWolf). Yeah, you guys aren’t safe.. I’M STILL STALKING YOU 😀 Anyway, heads up people because I’LL BE GUEST POSTING AT AMIR’S Blog soon-ish. I promised her that I’ll try to make sense but I’ll stuff it with too much .gif! Can’t wait for that.


 Let’s move on to these small little news that got my attention this past month. I just thought that I’d share it with you guys!



TWI-HARDS! It’s your lucky day because TWILIGHT IS BACK! (sort of) A news by LionsGate just spread out saying that they are teaming up with Facebook (yep, FACEBOOK) in financing five short films based on the Twilight characters by five aspiring female directors . Yep again, NO ORIGINAL CAST will be in these short films. (you know what, I MIGHT WATCH THIS) The aspiring female directors will be chosen by a group of female panelists which include Bella herself- Kristen Stewart, the author- Stephenie Meyer, the Twilight director- Catherine Hardwick and a bunch of women that I’m too lazy to write here. You can read the full article HERE. TWILIGHT FANS MUST BE ECSTATIC TO HEAR THIS NEWS.
I know I’m not.



Anyway, let’s see the real news here. And it’s: FACEBOOK teaming up with LIONSGATE and giving us the impression that they’ll be more than a social networking site this coming years. I leave you with this snippet from the The New York Times news:


“What it signals seems clear: The social media service can be more than a platform for movie trailers. Its future may well include the distribution of entire movies.”

This next news got me all sulky and sad and it’s all about PENRYN AND RAFFE.


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Recently, Susan Ee answered a bunch of questions in this discussion thread by The Chapter 5. And it was so so so exciting until I read this:


Pintobean wrote: “After almost finishing with Book #3 (YAY), have you decided how many total books there will be in this series?”

Susan Ee: It turns out that Book 3 will be the finale of Penryn’s story. There may be other stories to tell from other perspectives, but I haven’t let myself think too much about that yet. 




I just.. I can’t….






If you’re part of Mr. Sanderson’s email list then you must have already seen this news, but if not.. here’s the gist. Mr. Sanderson just recently posted a rough draft of the opening chapter of The Stromlight Archive book 3 and IT’S A KALADIN CHAPTER!







“Kaladin trudged through a field of quiet rockbuds, fully aware that he was too late to prevent the disaster. The knowledge slowed him, pressing against his shoulders with an almost physical sensation, like the weight of a bridge he was forced to carry all on his own.
The land around him should have felt familiar. Instead, it seemed wild, overgrown, alien. After so long in the stormlands—those eastern lands that bore the brunt of the storms—he had almost forgotten the sights of a more fertile landscape. Rockbuds grew almost as big as barrels, with vines as thick as his wrist spilling out and lapping water from the pools on the stone. Grass spread in fields and came up to his waist, dappled with glowing lifespren. The grass was vibrant green and slow to pull down into its burrows as he approached.
Kaladin shook his head; the grass back near the Shattered Plains had barely grown as high as his ankle, and had mostly come in yellowish patches on the leeward side of hills. Almost anything could be hiding in these fields. All you’d have to do was crouch down and wait for the grass to sneak back up around you, and you’d have a perfect ambush point. How had he never noticed that during his youth? He’d run through fields like this, playing catch-me with his brother, trying to see who was quick enough to grab handfuls of grass before it hid.
Something caught his eye, and he turned toward it, startling a patch of grass around himself. Kaladin felt drained. Used up. Like a . . . a mighty storm that had lost its fury, and was now just a soft breeze. His dramatic flight had begun with more Stormlight than he had thought he could hold, and a wealth more tucked into his pockets and pack, in the form of gemstones. It ended with this, a limping, exhausted trudge through fields. Perhaps he could have flown all the way to northwestern Alethkar from the Shattered Plains if he’d been more practiced with his powers. As it was—despite bearing a king’s wealth in gemstones—he’d run out of Stormlight somewhere in Aladar’s princedom.
He’d traveled hundreds of miles in half a day. And it still hadn’t been enough. This last bit—not thirty miles to walk—had been excruciating. So slow! He would have passed this distance in an eyeblink before, but he’d been walking for two days. He felt like a man who had been winning a footrace, only to trip and break his legs a handspan from the finish line.
He neared the object he’d seen earlier, and the grass obligingly pulled back before him, revealing a broken wooden churn. For turning sow’s milk into butter. Kaladin rested fingers on the splintered wood; only the wealthy had access to enough milk for this sort of thing, and a churn would have been locked up tight before a storm. He glanced to the side at another chunk of wood peeking out over the tops of the grass, like the hand of a drowning man reaching toward the sky.
Syl zipped down as ribbon of light, passing his head and spinning around the length of wood. He could sense an inquisitiveness to her motions, even though she hadn’t manifested a face yet. Was he mistaken, or was their bond growing stronger? His ability to read her emotions, and she his, improving?
Perhaps it was just familiarity. “It’s the side of a roof,” Kaladin said. “The lip that hangs down on the leeward side of a building.” Probably a storage shed, judging by the debris he’d spotted in the field.
Alethkar wasn’t in the stormlands, but neither was it some soft-skinned, stormless western land. Buildings here were built low and squat, particularly outside of big, sheltered cities. They’d be pointed eastward, toward the storms, and windows would only be on the leeward—the westward—side. Like the grass and the trees, mankind bowed before the storms. The alternative was to be ripped apart, for the Stormfather did not suffer the insolent.
But, then, these objects—ripped free in winds, deposited miles from their origins—had not come free in a highstorm. Another more fell wind had done this deed: a storm that blew the wrong direction.
The mere thought of that a panic rise inside of him, a feeling like he got when watching a hail of arrows fall on himself and his men. The everstorm, as it was called, was so wrong, so unnatural—like a baby born with no face. Some things just should not be.
And, the most troubling part was that the storm itself was not the worst of their problems.”

Read the rest of the chapter HERE —-> 


If you guys are too exhausted to go on, now is the perfect time to pause or just be done with it all because this part is just about ME. Uhmm, I cut my hair short again. And I didn’t even whine about it so that’s a big deal for me. Also, CAN WE JUST PLEASE CELEBRATE THE FACT THAT I’VE TRIED SLEEPING EARLY AND IT WORKED!!! for 2 times only but stillllll!! I have a very ugly and band sleeping habit and it’s not healthy anymore:





So I am changing.
Oh and I don’t think I’m gonna get the position anyway so I’m sharing it now: I have an Interview for Internship tomorrow for SpencerHill Press! And I’m so nervous right now I feel like backing out. Anyway, when I applied, I didn’t even think that they’d consider me for an interview so now.. I don’t know what to do and there’s a chance that my internet will act up and I’ll screw it all up. Did I mention that the interview will take place on 3:30pm EST? So that means that’s 3:30 am here in my side of the globe and there’s a chance that I’ll be high on caffeine at that time so.. WHO KNOWS WHAT I’LL SAY?




Whatever happens I’ll just eat ice cream right after. And then I’ll read . Yeah that’s gonna solve it WELL, THIS HAS BEEN FUN. Thank you for reading (please pat yourself in the back) You know I lurve you!