Thursday, October 6, 2011
Breakfast or Brunch?
Brunch. There’s no commitment with brunch. You can fly by the seat of your pants and go for either French toast or eggs Benedict a Panini sandwich. Best brunch place ever? Mama’s Café in San Francisco. (http://www.mamas-sf.com/index.html) Get the Pan Dore or the Monte Cristo sandwich, and you won’t be sorry.
Lemonade or Pink Lemonade?
Pink Lemonade, only because if it’s homemade that means there is some kind of yummy berry in there.
Sedan or Sports Car?
Sedan. Sports cars attract way too much attention.
Laptop or Ipad?
Laptop because I haven’t test-driven an iPad yet, so I don’t know what I’m missing.
High Heels or Flip Flops?
Flip Flops. Please don’t laugh at me, but you know those accident-prone characters that seem like a cliché in YA fiction? Well, I’m an accident-prone cliché. I broke my kneecap not because of a skiing accident or from falling on ice, but because I’m just clumsy. I won’t go into the rest of my knee injuries, other than to say one of them had something to do with Dance Dance Revolution.
Trip around the world or trip to the moon?
Around the world. To the moon would be kind of cold and dark, and I’m claustrophobic. Guess I’ll have to check it out when I die.
M&Ms: Peanut or Plain?
Plain because I can’t stop eating peanut M&Ms. I completely lose all self control at the sight of them.
Hair: Short or Long?
On me and Vanessa Hudgens – long. On Halle Berry & Brad Pitt – short.
Necklace or Bracelet?
I’m such a jewelry moron. Definitely necklace because I just figured out how and when to wear necklaces I bought a really cool Widow’s Bead necklace, which are beads made out of magazine paper and then lacquered and strung into gorgeous, unique works of art. The technique was originally started (I think) by women in Uganda and has since spread across the world. The charity called Fount of Mercy sells them to help raise money for the women in Uganda (http://www.fountofmercy.com/fount/beadproject.html).
Take a walk or go to the gym?
Write at home or write somewhere else?
At home. That’s where all my good snacks are. Which reminds me…
Spring or Fall?
Fall, even though right this second I am dying a slow death by ragweed. Fall: School starts! Halloween! Still warm but not too hot! Gorgeous colors all over the place! Jeans and sweaters! But I hate raking!
On the Fringe by Courtney King Walker
Claire is struggling to overcome the murder of her childhood friend and secret crush, Daniel. Everyone else seems to be moving on with their lives, but she's still trying to cope. The fact that she finds herself alone and drowning on her 16th birthday isn't helping.
Neither is thinking she sees Daniel's face in murky water as she mysteriously resurfaces. But something happened during those four and a half minutes that will make her realize it was not just her imagination.
As Claire and Daniel try to grasp a possible reconnection, other grudge-holding beings have plans of their own. Now, the two of them have to decide if their fleeting relationship is worth the possibility of Claire being trapped on the fringe forever.
Beautifully told, On the Fringe intertwines fresh ideas about devotion, revenge, and the consequences that come with life and death