Yes, hello I'm Rachel. I read YA and spend my days in a state of perpetual tiredness. Tralalala
'Once upon a time there was a hazel-eyed boy with dimples. I called him Khalil. The world called him a thug.
He lived, but not nearly long enough, and for the rest of my life I'll remember how he died.'
'There are many things I don't understand, but here is one thing that I know. There is no such thing as the correct diagnosis. There are only symptoms, and catchphrases for various collections of symptoms. Schizophrenia, Schizoaffective, Bipolar I, Bipolar II, major depression, psychotic depression, obsessive compulsive, and on, and on. The labels mean nothing, because no two cases are ever exactly alike. Everyone presents differently, and responds to meds differently and no prognosis can truly be predicted. We are, however, creatures of containment. We want all things in life packed into boxes that we can label. But just because we have the ability to label it, doesn't mean we really know what's in the box. It's kind of like religion. It gives us comfort to believe we have defined something that is, by its very nature, indefinable.
As to whether or not we've gotten it right, well, it's all a matter of faith.'
'I've come from the place of go back to where you came from
From unmarked graves and stinking camps
From seas that wanted to swallow me
And prisons that wanted to disappear me
From places other people will travel to
With travel blogs, and itineraries highlighted in fluorescent Sharpies,
and Instagram accounts that show how they "found themselves"
In places some people are allowed to visit
While others are never allowed to leave.
The exotic are a short drive up the road
Postcodes vending an experience of elsewhere
But without the frequent flyer points and itinerary
They are just ghettos
When you feel like a dandelion
Just a wish from being blown away
When you feel like a spice
Just a sprinkle of flavour to your taste
When you feel like a souvenir
In a bazaar of identity that peddles fear
That you must carve yourself out of resistance
But then some people showed me:
That anger is good
But with action it is better
That remembering is good
But with hope it is better
That change is good
But with discovery it is better
That questioning is good
But with trust it is better
That resisting is good
But sometimes those you resist do not matter
And that standing up is good
But standing up alongside others is better.'
'This time, when we kiss, the world doesn't end. The universe doesn't stop. Stars don't fall from the sky. It's an ordinary kiss. The kind where you can hear both your hearts beat. The kind that's about discovering each other again, mouths and hands and laughter... The kind that leaves you both breathless, and covered in grass, saying goodbye, and making promises.
The kind that stops time, in its own way.'
'I don't want romance and stolen kisses and sweetness and hand holding. I want something so big it's like two planets colliding, with an aftershock that I feel for the rest of my life.'
Kirsty Eagar, ladies and gents. Isn't she some kind of wonderful?
'"I suppose I would rather tell her how she makes me feel."
"How does she make you feel?"
"I would tell her that I like her hands. I would tell her that I don't like being touched, but her hands are the exception. I don't like to be made fun of - and she's done that, many times, either implicitly or overtly - but I would take her ridicule over her not knowing I existed, any day. I'd confess I don't like being wrong about anything but I hope I'm wrong about her - she's not right for me, I know that, but I want her anyway. I would tell her that being back here is only bearable because she's here too and, for the first time ever, I don't want to leave. I wish I knew how to tell her how I feel without bringing on an ending of some kind, but I know it's inevitable. And I would tell her I understood if she told me she didn't feel the same way."
"That's how she makes me feel."'
Exhibit A on why I love reading more than anything. Because who the fuck says something like that in real life?
So enjoying this audio. Apart from liking the sound of Tom’s voice maybe a little more, Grant shits alllllllllll over Tom as a narrator. Correct pronunciations make my heart happy. And helps with preventing me from wanting to rage-fling CDs out the window while driving.
So I struggled with this book. Sadly, I simply didn't find it that interesting. But I have some serious love for this final page and it's an ending like this that makes me so glad that I read it.
**Gonna ramble on a bit here so if you're reading, maybe watch out for SPOILERS
I saw Rob Thomas at the Melbourne Writer's Festival last Thurs, which was great. I loved the various tidbits and facts Rob fed us on his life, V.Mars and his other shows, Party Down and iZombie (LOVE that his wife's Kindle is full of YA books). But I also came away from it feeling so sad that Veronica Mars only got 3 seasons when it should've had 10. That this fabulous, wonderful show that I loved so much ended like that while others dragged on for far too long is a goddamn travesty (I'm looking at you, One Tree Hill).
So it was the lingering I-Wish-We-Could-Have-V.Mars-Back feels that prompted me to pick up Mr Kiss And Tell from the depths of my TBR pile on the Saturday and start it, completely disregarding the stack of library books I have out at the mo and others I'd vowed to read in the next couple of weeks.
I really enjoyed this book. I liked it a lot more than the first one, to tell you the truth. It was a lot darker and grittier due to the nature of the crime Veronica was trying to solve (brutal rape and assault of a sex worker). And even tho the mystery of whodunit was knocked out the way fairly quickly, and it became more about finding a way to nail the dude, I didn't mind. I think what I liked so much about it, (and I know I'm being awfully predictable here) was the Logan/Veronica-ness. While I ship them together and always have (always will), I can't say I fully felt it when they got back together in the movie. It felt a bit like RT was trying to please fans and didn't really think about if it made sense for it to happen.
Guess I got over that tho, because I didn't feel that way reading MKaT (or Thousand Dollar Tan Line, but Logan's barely in that). In fact, I really loved Logan and Veronica being together. Maybe it's because they're adults now. I was really down for them doing coupley things, like getting a dog and being all domestic and shit. I suppose when you finally get two characters that you want to be together so badly actually, you know, properly together, it really makes you happy to see them happy.
Rob Thomas said more books won't happen unless iZombie is cancelled because he found it too hard to work on both at the same time. Some plot lines from TDTL and the movie were wrapped up nicely, but there's also space to continue (and if there wasn't, they can go ahead and write more anyway, thank you very much).
Anyway. I think I'm going to start a V.Mars rewatch soon. I MISS YOU, V.MARS. SO SO SO MUCH.