This week on Sweet Fantasy Bytes, we’re talking chocolate and end of the world. Chocolate comes from fermented, roasted ground beans of the Theobroma cacao, or cocoa tree, and can be retraced to both Mayan and Aztec royal and religious events. Priests offered cocoa seeds to the gods and presented chocolate drinks during sacred ceremonies.…
The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer by Michelle Hodkin My rating: 5 of 5 stars So here it all began. A friend of mine advised me to read this book and you know, every person’s taste is different, but I said ok. I bought the book without knowing what the story was about. Verdict? I DEVOURED…
The Zona by Nathan Yocum My rating: 5 of 5 stars Picture the end of the world as we know it. Imagine our civilization vanished into thin air. Think of a world where the infrastructure and the government are gone. Chaos? Not so much. A new order has arrived. The Church controls western territories that…
I stayed up late reading a book that was so good it actually gave me awesome weird dreams. I dreamed of the main character, the sweet and rebellious Noah Shaw from The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer (like a friend of mine already said, I want to have this book’s babies). Ok. If Noah Shaw’s real,…
I remember when I was married and I got into a fight with my ex. I cried all night and the next morning I looked like crap, but I still put on some make up and I went to work. I didn’t talk about my sleepless night to anybody. My heart felt heavy but I…
I’m all about promoting the work of authors whom I consider have great talent. Krystal Wade isn’t only talented, she’s gifted. She knows how to tell stories like you’ve never read before. She shapes and builds a world that will kick your imagination’s ass so hard, it’ll take a while before you fully recover, if…
I’m a hockey fan. A couple years ago, my former office mate invited me to a game and I fell in love with the Islanders. My ex used to root for the Rangers, so I thought why not add some spice in my life by supporting a team he didn’t like? I think I’d still…
I’ve discovered a new way to write. I start as soon as I set foot in the elevator and I continue until I’ve crossed the threshold of my office door. Nothing can stop the creative flow from invading my thoughts. I play some music on my Ipod and I shut myself down to the outside…
I can hear the rain outside hitting the glass of my windows, and it feels like my heart is polluted by too many storms created by too many negative thoughts in my brain. I can’t really tell why I feel so down. Maybe because I’m troubled? Maybe because I don’t know what to do about…
Today I felt so happy, I decided to go to Macy’s and buy a pair of shoes (on sale ;)). A picture of the hottie patottie pair of 3 inch heels is pasted below. Now that I’ve taken your breath away, let me reminisce a bit about my childhood. I remember being five. My parents…
The Manicheans 