Hoarders, Books Edition: Episode 90

Wow. Episode 90 already? Ten more to a milestone! 🙂 How are you? Well, I’ve been well and busy – though not with the blog. This week, I’ve been preoccupied with poetry – of all things. There’s no other way to put it, but I seem to be having the diarrhea of words. I just can’t stop writing. So I’ve been neglecting all my books and have just been writing. Which is good. Great, actually.

As soon as I discovered the typewriter, I haven’t been able to do anything else. I’ll enclose one with this post. Anyway, another great week for me! Though, I think I may be reaching the end of my book buying binges. I’m being put on a leash. This time, I’m hoping that I’ll be able to help out by keeping to an allowable quantity per week. *crosses fingers*
No outdoors pictures this week as well. It rained the whole night so the grounds are wet. I didn’t have good light as well because I took these pictures last night at our house in the city. Anyway, as usual, I’d love to see what you got this week as well, so leave me a link? 🙂
Mrs. Poe by Lynn Cullen. I have this obsession with stories about literary greats’ spouses and wives. I just think it’s interesting to see these great writers through their perspectives. Yes, I know they’re fictional but that doesn’t stop my being curious. 
The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman. Confession time: I’ve never read any books written by this man. Travesty, I know. 

Just One Year by Gayle Forman. I finally got this book. I can FINALLY read Just One Day. Praise be Jesus! 
Red by Alison Cherry. I’m having a buyer’s remorse with this book. The whole idea of it is a little shallow for me. I don’t know why I bought it, to be honest. 
Goodbye, Rebel Blue by Shelley Coriell I’m quite impressed with the premise of this one and have heard wonderful reviews. 

Endless Knight [The Arcana Chronicles, #2] by Kresley Cole I haven’t read the first book yet. But I’m very interested to see how Kresley Cole fares with YA. 
Relativity by Cristin Bishara Not a lot of press on this one. But the premise had me intrigued. 

Hopeless and Losing Hope. Okay, so I just read the novella the other day and I absolutely loved it. I just had to read the rest of the books! 
I also bought this autobiography of Che Guevara. I mentioned the other day that this man has long fascinated me. I want to see exactly how much of him is a myth and how much of him is the actual man. This one is a huge book so I’ll probably take my time reading it. 
So since I wrote about 22 poems this week, I thought I’d share one with you today that I loved. Now, this one is a little racy but if you hear my story of how I ended up writing this, you would probably change your mind. 
This is actually a revised version of an original poem that I wrote in the summer. I also changed the title to Sparks instead of Kiss. I thought Sparks would be more fitting since no actual kissing actually happened. Anyway, this poem was inspired by my husband. See, he is fond of growing facial hair which I absolutely HATE. And he knows this. He thrives on driving me nuts over it. Give the man a couple of days without a shaver and his face is going nowhere near mine! He leaves me rashes. Lol. So yeah, I wrote it because in a way it’s sweet but at the same time annoying. 🙂