Bring him back to Mars.
Science fiction is not on my top-to-buy list. It’s not even on the list. The reality of me picking and reading The Martian is highly unfathomable. But I guess, it’s destiny. Or it could be shit.
Well it’s, definitely, shit. Let me explain myself.
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A man must live of with an idea. Although an idea, no matter how brilliant, will not suffice unless action is taken upon it. This story reminds us of our own. It’s something familiar, relatable.
“There’s no flesh or blood within this cloak to kill. There’s only an idea. Ideas are bulletproof.
Recently I’ve noticed that a lot of people blame society for it’s high standards and media for it’s silent expectations. I’ve encountered numerous times where people point fingers without making sure their own hands are clean.
Continue reading “Review: V for Vendetta by Alan Moore, David Lloyd (Illustrator)”
Maybe I was asking for too much.
Back then, this was the classic recipe of an average teenage life. Where people were heavily influenced by religion. Where sibling rivalry was such a trend. Where puppy love was something innocent. So for a 90’s kid perspective, like me, it all sounds relatable. Something, I thought, I want to read.
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Too much testosterone.
Fight Club has been my second Palahniuk read. So far, there’s one thing I’ve noticed: It’s either he loves putting sexual element to his books or he’s just pretty horny. You decide.
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Deciding to get an art course is to decide on a lot of things.
It’s to decide whether your passion would be enough to put food on the table, to afford a roof over your head, to pay the monthly bills—to earn a living. You’ll have a constant doubt. But you keep moving, until you reached graduation and everything hits you.. you have no damn clue where to start.
Continue reading “Review: Make Good Art by Neil Gaiman, Chip Kidd (Designer)”
When it comes to YA, almost everything is overhyped. And this is not an exception.
But to be honest, I wish it was. It had a lot of potential including the plot, writing style, variety of characters, and the fact that its fantasy, so I feel like there was an effort to do some studying. Still, it wasn’t enough to compensate all the hype it got.
Continue reading “Review: Daughter of Smoke & Bone (Daughter of Smoke & Bone #1) by Laini Taylor”
“Hadley meets the perfect boy. Oliver is British, sits in her row.”
Bullshit. This part of the blurb is hilarious. Is being British one of the qualifications to be called perfect? I’ve read the novel. Pretty sure he’s no near Johnny Deep (aka perfection).
Continue reading “Review: The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight by Jennifer E. Smith”