Tuesday, 24 May 2016

Review Time! (Yay!) - Boy Meets Boy by David Levithan

Title: Boy Meets Boy

Author: David Levithan

Genre: YA, LGBTQ+ and Drag Queen, Contemporary, Romance (M/M)

Amazon: UK - USA




A few starting notes:


This was on 'My Contemporary YA TBR.' I honestly can't remember why I put it on there, or how I heard about it in the first place. But there you have it! ;)

Anyhow, I decided to give this and shot and hope for the best. Which I did. And I really enjoyed it!





Premise:


It's a variation on an old theme; boy meets boy, boy falls in love... etc.

Paul might have a shot with Noah. But everything seems determined to get in the way.

Between friend-drama and ex-boyfriends, will Paul get his man?





Best bits:


'Boy Meets Boy' is like a rom-com in book form. Only without the things I hate about rom-coms, and with the things that I actually like about rom-coms.

This is sweet without being too smushy, quirky without being over the top. And it made me smile. A lot.

The 'minor characters' are complex.








COMPLEX CHARACTERS ALL THE WAY THROUGH. WOOOO!!! (Sorry, I'll calm down.)

I adore Infinite Darlene - the school's quarterback and Homecoming Queen.

(A quarterback is like the star? Right? Like a top striker in football (soccer)? Hope I've got that right. I also assume that a Homecoming Queen is of some importance? Going by what I've gathered from American TV, that is.)

Darlene is witty, bouncy, and takes no b**lsh**. Therefore, she rocks and should've been given more page-time (like screen-time, only, y'know, on pages...)

And the icky-sticky 'please let this work; what if it doesn't work?' -ness of the plot is fab.



A simple plot executed with real feeling, and no insta-love - what more can I ask for, really?

A special mention has to be made of the wacky, quirky, and wonderful town - so well-developed, and with so much random and fun detail in throw-away comments. :)





Not so great bits:


More Infinite Darlene, PLEASE!!!!!!

Right, now that we've got that dealt with, down to business:

There's some swearing (including one use of 'f****t,') and the vaguest of vague references to sex.

Doesn't bother me at all, but some people dislike such accoutrements (I'm in such a random mood today... sorry.)

In terms of issues which are potentially distressing, we've got: some homophobia from family members, friendship issues, and relationship issues (including obsessiveness in places.)









My main issue - and this really is nit-picking, but it so bugged me - is I kept changing my mind over whether to pronounce 'Joni' like Johnny or like Joanie. It's probably meant to be something else entirely.

I also felt like there was an undertone of 'everyone has to be paired off to be happy' in some places. Which is irritating and untrue.





Verdict:


This book was fun, fresh, and well-worth the read.

I enjoyed its quirkiness, and the characters were complex and largely likeable.

And Infinite Darlene rules. :)










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Monday, 23 May 2016

Mini-Review - One by Sarah Crossan

Title: One

Author: Sarah Crossan

Genre: YA, Contemporary, Poetry* (*novel in verse.)

Amazon: UK - USA



Verdict:


This is the first novel in verse that I've ever read - and I did find the form a little... odd.

Not bad, necessarily, just odd. I don't know whether I liked the form or not, really. It was different, I'll give it that.

But poetry in general is an incredibly personal thing - so... make of that what you will I guess!

This book is about conjoined twins Tippi and Grace, who've spent their entire lives literally joined at the hip, with all the good and the bad that that brings.

What I really liked about this was the fleshed-out minor characters - everyone was fully developed, maybe even more than Tippi and Grace.

Personally, I couldn't warm to Tippi - she just seemed a little less there than everyone else (ironic since, due to Grace's first-person viewpoint, Tippi is literally always there.)

Grace, though, I did like. By the end of the book, you know her so well that it's very hard not to like her.

The plot is quite intense in places... can't say more for fear of spoilerage, but I can imagine people getting more than slightly upset at some points.

A unique book certainly, and one that you've got to form your own opinions on I think!






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Sunday, 22 May 2016

Nerd Church - Asking For Help

16-22 May is Mental Health Awareness Week in the UK. May is also Mental Health Month in the US.



This post is the last of my Mental Health Awareness Week posts.


Just as a quick re-cap, here are my posts from the rest of the week:












  • Saturday: Words Hurt - a list of phrases, said to people suffering from mental health problems, which are just not helpful.





What I'm going to talk about today is my experience as a patient in the NHS - just the first appointment, really. 


This hopefully will explain some of the difficulties there are to mental health patients to just get some help in the first place.

And let's be perfectly clear on this - it's OK to ask for help!






The decision


I was in a bad place, (more about that on my BBI guest post.) So, something in my head clicked into place (thank God,) and I decided to go to the doctor's.





First challenge - getting that first appointment.


I asked for a same-day 'emergency' appointment.

The receptionist wouldn't let me make one without me telling her what was wrong.

I even went as far as to say that I'd rather only discuss it with the doctor - nope. Had to tell her, or no appointment.

I cannot tell you how much that hurt.

To have to tell the receptionist something that should have been my decision to tell or not.

The horrendous shame I felt as I whispered 'I think I might be depressed,' and tried not to cry down the phone at the sheer hurt of it all... no. That WASN'T right. I shouldn't have had to do that.












Second challenge - convincing the doctor.


Dr Blonde (obv. not her real name) can be quite shirty.

And clearly she thought I was faking. At least at first.

To not be believed? Insult after injury.

She asked me, fairly snippily, what made me think I was depressed. Surely, the very fact that I think it makes it a genuine possibility?

You don't ask a bleeding patient, 'what makes you think you're bleeding?' The patient is bleeding. Deal with it - quickly!




This was the doctor - the person who is supposed to help me.


And other doctors have been a lot worse.

They've even inferred (by tone, which is so much more difficult to complain about than if the words themselves were offensive, because you have no proof,) that I'm wasting their time and resources.

To be fair to Dr Blonde, once I broke down the wall of disbelief, she was nothing but helpful.

But I shouldn't have had to break down that wall with my tiny little pickaxe. There shouldn't have been a wall there to begin with.





Third challenge - discussing treatment.


I was offered three types of treatment:










1. Hope it goes away by itself

Couldn't believe this was actually being suggested by a medical profession - particularly after I'd told her that I could barely eat or sleep, amongst all the other dark and serious stuff we'd been discussing.




2. Self-help books

While I'm not against self-help books - for some people this is the way to go - it just wasn't the right fit for me. I would've ended up arguing with it and/or misreading it as criticism.

Still, if it's right for you - go for it!





3. Tablets

I know a lot of people are against tablets. To those I say - fine, it might not work for you. But I needed this.

And I get annoyed by the anti-tablet pressure that there seems to be socially - it's hard enough to ask for help, it shouldn't be taboo to take the help you need.





What I was not offered was talking therapy. Neither was I offered a combination of the above treatments. It was very much a pick one and stick with it approach.




But the strong ask for help. You are strong - whoever you are. Please remember that.



Nerd Church is a weekly post where I go off on one discuss issues. This week I'm talking about mental health to fit in with MHAW 2016 not that I usually need an excuse. You can continue the conversation elsewhere, but please link back here :)





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Saturday, 21 May 2016

Words Hurt

16-22 May is Mental Health Awareness Week in the UK. May is also Mental Health Month in the US.


As I've said in this week's previous posts, mental health is a very individualistic thing - if any of this doesn't apply to you, then it's OK.

Also, often it's not what's said, it's how it's said. 

Do what works for you, and your situation.






I've noticed that people - well-meaning, lovely, kind, people - have no idea what to say to someone with depression.

In order to fill the void of silence (not knowing that it doesn't always need to be filled,) they stick their foot in their mouth and say things that aren't that helpful.











Don't get me wrong, I know you're trying to help (most of you anyway.) But maybe you could use some help knowing what not to say?

That way we all know each other a little better, and we can stop the misunderstandings, myths, and stigma surrounding mental health.






Here are just a few of my personal (least) favourite things for people to say to me:



  • Cheer up/Smile/Don't look so glum - I hadn't thought of that! Wow, I'm now cured. Not.

  • You must feel better - you're smiling - One smile doesn't make everything bad go away, please don't remind me of that. Please don't make me feel bad for smiling.

  • Come on - Like 'cheer up,' only less specific. I don't want to slap you, but I will. This is not my fault, and you're implying that it is.








  • But you're OK now - Really? This is news to me.

  • Everyone gets bad days/is tired now and then/gets PMS - Imagine a kitten biting you. Now imagine a full-grown, and very hungry, lion biting you. It's kind of the same thing. But lions hurt a lot more.

  • You look fine - I don't feel it.

  • You are a bit pale though - thanks for that. I feel like a million dollars now.

  • This has gone a long time now - Really? Funny, I hadn't noticed. I haven't been living with this every day or anything.





I hope that's given you some idea of what the odd careless phrase can mean - again, I'm not trying to be critical - just to bring things out into the open a little more.

And the more we talk about this, the better it will be. This is how we end the stigma around mental health (and believe me, it's there,) and get to a place where everyone can start to feel better.




Overall though, just keep trying. Keep loving. Keep going.




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Friday, 20 May 2016

Friday Fics Fix! - Just Go With It

Warning: I had an excuse to use Sherlock gifs.






I'm not going to sugar-coat it - this week's fic is pretty out-there.

And it's Sherlockian. Which should tell you a lot.

(You know what? Said like that 'Sherlockian' sounds like a country... or maybe a cult.

Luckily, I know the Sherlock fandom well enough to know that the vast majority of them will take being called a cult as a compliment.

The rest of them may very well see it as an aspiration.)







(Proof of the randomness and magnificence of this fandom.)






Anyhow, the main bizarre-ness of this fic is that it's based heavily on fic-ception.

(Fangirling note:

'Fic-ception' is a term that I use to describe fics which contain fics-within-fics, which in turn affect the main fic.

I know, sounds confusing. Just trust me. It's basically a fic where one of the themes/tropes is fanfiction.)












There's some sexual content - including rape fantasy - here.

So - do I have to say it? - 18+ only. Right, I've warned you.

Strangely though, this is actually not as graphic, sexy-times-wise, as most fanfiction I read. There's no full-on doing-it in this fic.

Don't let that fool you though - this definitely has sexual content and mature themes.











Basically, John finds fanfiction about him and Sherlock - dodgy rape-fantasy fanfiction - and it makes him think about Sherlock in a whole other light.

Then Sherlock finds the fanfiction on John's computer, and sexiness ensues.












Told'ya it was weird. On the scale of fanfiction weirdness though, it's probably still pretty normal.

(Ah 'normal' - how I miss you.)












This week's fic is:

Lost an Entire Wednesday by beltainefaerie


Enjoy my fellow (over 18!) Sherlockians!



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Thursday, 19 May 2016

Comics Wrap Up - Get Up and Go!

Film Trailers


Yet more X-Men: Apocalypse film clips/TV ads/stuff like that :) Woop!






Look at Prof X's little frowny face in that one :(

D'aww ;)

Anyhow, on to the next one...






Love Quicksilver at the end of this next one...







...he makes me laugh :)













Graphic Novels


I haven't actually read or reviewed any graphic novels this week.


But in the spirit of Mental Health Awareness Week in the UK, and Mental Health Month in the US, I'm going to refer you lot to Echoes by Joshua Hale Fialkov (UK - US)

I reviewed this last month, and it's excellent.

It features a schizophrenic protagonist and challenges pre-conceptions about mental illness, while being damned creepy t'boot.

You can check out my review here.




Other Stuff


I read on Galley Cat that a Black Widow movie might not be such a long-shot after all. Happy book nerd :)

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(If you want to read my review of The Beauty, Vol 1, check it out here.)


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Wednesday, 18 May 2016

The View From Both Sides

16-22 May is Mental Health Awareness Week in the UK. May is also Mental Health Month in the US.


You probably know by now (I hark on about it enough) that I have depression/anxiety. If you didn't know that, then I've just told you.

You probably don't know that my grandmother was bipolar, and that my mother suffered anxiety/depression as a chemically-induced side-effect to cancer medication.



My friends, I have lived life on both sides of the fence.

I know how frustrating it can be to care for someone with mental health problems.

Being a carer in general can be so frustrating sometimes, and many carers - like myself - develop mental health problems. (It wasn't the only factor to my illness - but it was a big factor; it's hard to stay healthy in that situation.)










But here's the thing: you have to let yourself be frustrated.

I know that sounds weird. They're ill, after all. But frustration is a natural reaction to an impossible and distressing situation.

You feel guilty for being frustrated, and, yes, you sometimes even think that you hate them.

You don't hate them, don't apologise for the thought - you're frustrated, and probably tired and worried; you hate the situation. 

The thought is your brain attempting to process. Just understand that it's not true. You don't hate them.










You're not a bad person for feeling like this.

But you can't squash down what you feel - it only hurts more. That's what I did. I stomped down on the guilt, the worry, the fear... it doesn't end well.

Accept that you feel like this, and that it doesn't make you love the person any less.

Unfortunately, there is no quick-fix for caring for someone with mental health problems.





Here though, are a few tips from someone who has lived both roles. Please only use them if they'll work for you, mental illness is incredibly individual and not everything works for everyone.



  • Frustration is natural. Vent to a third party or in a word document that you can delete afterwards if you want to. Don't take your frustrations out on the ill-person if you can help it (sometimes you can't. Apologise, pick yourself up, and move on.)







  • Sometimes you just have to agree with someone in order to alleviate their distress 'Yes, I've paid for the fabric. Don't worry. It's sorted.' (There was no fabric. There was no need for fabric. She hadn't ordered fabric. But I couldn't leave her at that level of distress.) ...

  • ...But sometimes you have to disagree with them to get the same results - 'No. It's fine. There's nothing there, I promise.'

  • Understand that they do not mean to say horrible things to you or become physical. It is the illness. Not them.

  • Hugs and hand-holding make the world a better place. And often help more than anything else could.







  • Avoid the words 'cheer up' and similar phrases. I'm going to scream the next time someone tells me that.

  • The little things mean a lot.

  • Take care of your own mental and physical health. This is uber-important (and, unfortunately, often difficult.)

  • Hold onto love (it doesn't have to be romantic) with both hands.



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