After yet another horrible night of fitful sleep and grotesque nightmares, I’ve decided to blog about my dreams. They are rarely pretty and often feed my insomnia. I’ve never written them down before, so I’m hoping that this will be therapeutic in some way.
I will continue to review books, movies and games here at Literary Homicide, but if you are interested in the macabre and find yourself up late at night, with nothing to do, hop over and let me know what you think.
New posts will be added within the next few days, but in the meantime, here is the first post.
So, I got this from my mom. Though it closely resembles one of those annoying chain e-mails that you tend to get from bored work colleagues and parents who have recently learned to use technology, some of these are actually pretty good. I also feel that a number of these apply to sitcoms, series and telenovelas as well. Continue reading
This Award is created to highlight and promote Inspiring Bloggers.
I am an unabashedly sarcastic individual and when people meet me they often find it difficult to figure out if my responses and comments in conversation are genuine. That said, I am very much humbled and excited about being nominated for this award. Though the nomination came from a friend, it should also be understood that he is my most honest critic, second only to myself. Continue reading
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…when it’s really a chicken burger with fucking Miracle Whip and guac!
That title alone should tell you exactly what is wrong with romance novels today. The main reason I started this blog was to review the literary abomination that is 50 Shades of Grey. The result was me reading scores of equally shitty romance novels that were self-published or by breakout authors. For the most part, these books are mundane but occasionally, you find a gem that’s worth reading. This post is not about those finds. Continue reading