#Chilling with Books Corner

[ai-dream]

[amorinarose]

November 2022 Chilling with Books Corner with a spotlight on Indie Author Kathrine D Graham.

Welcome to my end of month post

Although we all say this every year end, December has arrived with abnormal speed, at least this is the impression that dogged my thoughts as I sat down to write this post. Fortunately, I already had an outline written yet here I am a few days late with my November 2022 Chilling with Books Corner anyway. I love the above quote. No matter the genre everything ends up in a book or in my case, a…

[cruelprincae]

A sequel to The Cruel Prince, directly with Cardan and Jude and Nicasia starring ??? And Cardan's pov ??? Jude and Cardan baby confirmed ??? Holly Black finally feeling confident enough to write an adult Cardan and handle his trauma AND give us a 400 page book fully on his own perspective with glances at his past ??? I'm deceased I'm on the floor, I'M DEAD -----

[happilyeclecticdaze]

Chill corner 👀❤️

[thereadingmoon]

the horror of my best friend’s exorcism is the same horror of rosemary’s baby. the mounting dread and frustration that gathers as you watch this poor, naïve, and trusting young woman try to claw out of a cage society makes for her that she can’t escape, a hole she’s digging deeper for herself because she mistook it for the escape route. you want to scream at her to wise up because if it was anybody else—someone smarter, someone less trusting, someone bolder—the story would’ve ended the moment things started acting up. but she isn’t any of those things and that’s the beauty and the ugliness of this horror story. she was just a woman who didn’t know better and look where that got her.

[alberta-sunrise]

I'm totally working 👀

[oldman-abe]

How dare planner season have the audacity to drag me down with it. This is the stupidest thing for me to be stressed about considering I don’t plan and already have plenty of notebooks,

[ivomartins]

honestly what's disappointing to me about cy2 is simply the fact that it's another new book that i know won't immediately hook me or keep me excited for every new update like psi or hell or high water did when they came out, especially because it's been this way for several updates now. like there was a time where we could always count on new books being interesting and exciting but now it's just like oh... another one...

[aceofstars16]

When everyone else in the fandom is getting hyped about stuff, meanwhile I’m just sitting here not even engaging cause I ain’t reading that thing

[pallases]

headinhands im so ready for this semester to be over

[tjreidwrites]

More movie reviews for Halloween 🍿

HUBIE HALLOWEEN REVIEW

(Netflix 2020)

Sandler plays a grown man child once again! Hubie is constantly the butt of every joke in the town of Salem. Scene after scene we get things being tossed at him, people scaring him rather easily, and of course that leads up to the fulfillment of an underdog story. Hubie is being set up to save the day from the beginning, we know exactly whats going to happen. That didn't stop me from laughing.

The predictability is forgivable in the sense that we are groomed from the beginning that this is going to be a classic Happy Madison production. Right off the batt, we get Ben Stiller reprising his role (or playing a version of it) from Happy Gilmore. Delivering the line, ‘you're living in my world now.’ Instantly, being the Sandler fan that I am, I couldn't hate this movie. In my opinion, this movie isn't that great, but better than most of his other Netflix originals. To most, that isn't very high praise. To me, I got what I came for.

Sandler reunites a familiar cast. The call backs from his past movies doesn't stop with the cameo from Stiller, we get sprinkles and Easter eggs from Billy Madison, WaterBoy, Grown Ups, and of course the family by the last name O’doyle is ever present. Hubie is nicknamed Pubie by most of the town, and spends his Haloweens making sure the neighborhood is safe. We get to watch as the town terrorizes the poor man. The town’s famous mental patient (Steve Buscemi), is his new neighbor, which plays an important part in the story. I think.

Sandler lives with his mom, (June Squibb). This mother/son dynamic reminded me very much of WaterBoy. Sandler pretty much is “The Waterboy” in this film, to be honest. Like I said, the movie is designed for Happy Madison fans. We get the whole crew. Rob Shneider, Buscemi, Colin Quinn, Kevin James, Dan Patrick, and even Saquille O’Neal.

FINAL THOUGHTS

The first half hour of this movie is just a good time. Thats my opinion, and I stand by it. The set up with all the little gags and neighborhood kids, had me cracking up. Eventually the movie succumbs to bad pacing and a plot that doesn't do anything. The comedy starts to dry thin, and becomes numbing towards the end just like a lot of the other Netflix Sandler movies. It becomes even harder to understand Sandler’s mumbling in the second half, I found myself turning up the volume just for his dialogue.

The movie is harmless. Sandler said it himself, his comedies sometimes benefit by a little weed smoking, or even glass of wine. Its absolutely true. This movie is way better stoned, I could imagine. ha. I’m sure this movie will soon be forgotten, but I appreciate Netflix coming out with fresh Halloween material this year.

[ai-dream]

[rosenecklaces]

I don't think he likes black and brown fae either I can see him crossing the road to the other side every time he sees helion approaching calmly

[findher-ogg]

I foolishly gave one of my sims the high maintenance trait because “oh that’s just autism right”. No it’s not it’s just making them an annoying spa addict and I’m gonna change it 😭

[shotmrmiller]

your superior finding out about the secret praise kink you didn't know had a name because you'd always been called an over achiever, a goody two shoes. never gave anyone any trouble, nose burrowed in a book since you had knobby knees and a library card.

you'd thought it normal that the apples of your cheeks burned when praised after giving your teacher the drawing you'd made for them the night before. that heat spread from the center of your chest up when your first boyfriend/girlfriend whistled at the sight of you outside of uniform. that warmth settles in your belly when you get a pat on the back from your platoon leader firm enough to force the air out of your lungs because you'd disassembled and cleaned a glock with the ease of a professional.

apparently it wasn't.

after weeks of training with the fabled task force, weeks of sharing elbow room with the team, weeks of soaking up the dizzying praise from the captain ("did real good out there, eh? can always count on you." you didn't question the throb betwixt your thighs, taking care of it with a cute little bullet like you've always done since joining the military)

you're confronted by the worst of the lot. ghost catches you in a break room, your back to him, hands clutching a cup of coffee that's more sludge than liquid, its warmth barely seeping through the styrofoam.

his figure fills the doorway, shoulders nearly brushing the frame. your first thought is that his brows aren't twisted together and he lacks that cold, blank look in his eyes so your death isn't in the nearest of futures. the second is that when he's not fully covering his face, the outline of his jaw is quite visible, looking sharp enough to cut.

then he crosses his sculpted arms over his chest, seams straining against the expanse of his muscles, head tipped to the side.

he moves with the keen curiosity of a predator sniffing around a newborn fawn, gaze intense yet inquisitive, assessing your every detail with a menacing interest.

"you ever gonna tell me you've a praise kink, bird?" the question sends a chill through your veins before turning into a fiery rush as it races at twice the normal speed.

praise kink? no. surely not. doesn't everyone like to receive compliments?

"sure. i don't mind gettin' told i've an impressive cock but that's bed talk. you look ready to bend over 'nd show us how slick tha' pretty cunt can get over a rufflin' of hair and a couple of empty words."

that has you positively reeling, fingertips cracking the cup in your hands, pulse on your neck fluttering. you feel a cornered, skittish animal, ready to flee lest your life come to an end in his maws.

but as usual, the cruel man more creature than person, twists the knife he's dug into you with a certain ruthlessness only he can muster.

"so be good for me, eh? love your praise? earn it."

you've always been an over achiever, proven once again by the way you take him to the root in one long, broad stroke with any complaints at the sheer size of him resting firmly behind your clenched teeth.

"tight little thing, spread open over me like you were meant for it. for me." he runs a gloved thumb over your swollen bottom lip. "there's tha' look. drivin' me bloody insane when you gave kyle tha' molten gaze. none o' tha' now, yeah?"

he creeps his ungloved hand down to circle your pearl with the spit-slick pads of his fingers, drawing in a sharp breath when your walls flutter and constrict around his cock at the feel of something other than your toy giving you the relief you need after a hard day's work.

"bloody fuckin' 'ell."

ghost claims a fistful of hair, pulling you closer to him, his breath warming the stinging, throbbing mark he bit onto the delicate skin of your neck. the shuffling of feet right outside the door snap you out of your daze, fingernails sinking into the bulging muscle of his chest but he has none of it.

he uses your hair to direct your focus back onto him and even though he'd only given you a leading tug you felt some strands of your hair come off with a pop.

"easy. can't see your pretty face when i'm fuckin' ya if your lookin' away."

your expression twists into what you hope is bliss when he bucks his hips, your whimper drowning out his groan when he hits on something new.

something you want him to keep hitting.

"exactly like i'd thought."

everything else blurs together after that, and only when you're back in your room using a warm cloth to clean yourself up do you remember the other things he'd rumbled.

(inside o' ya, make you mine-)

(-get 'bout bein' with anyone else-)

(-ll to myself-)

you touch your tender pussy with gentle fingers at what he'd said in the end.

(leave tha' f'me, he swipes your hand away, i'll get ya there, pet.)

if price's compliments take a nose dive off a cliff you don't notice because you're getting your daily fill of them and ghost after dinner every night. kyle keeps them to one word and soap likes to tempt fate as always.

[alberta-sunrise]

Looks like a chilled day for me and my book 🙈