Showing posts with label Rob Thurman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rob Thurman. Show all posts

CreepyPasta

My twelve year old is definitely a Millennial.  

He loves technology, understands, takes it apart and rewires it. After myself, my husband, and my two oldest boys have all tried to simply get the TV back onto the TV after watching Netflix here on the Wii, we must eventually call T down to fix it, which he does with a I-can't-believe-you-can't-do-this shake of his head and two seconds later it's done. Of course since he has rewired everything where only a Mage of the Thirteenth Level can figure it out, I'm thinking it's not because I'm too old to get it. He's even gone to his friend's house where their cable has been out for days and inspects their router and fixes the problem. His brain functioning in this is a little frightening. I only hope he learns to use his power for good.

Anyway, the gamer's ultimate game Minecraft is T's passion. He loves it. I've heard him explaining how to set things up in there with the exasperation of an old man. He has his own Minecraft server.

"What is a server?" I ask.

"So people can go to my server and play the game through my server even when I'm not there."

"And why is that important?"

"Ah, Mom. You just don't get it."


He's right. I don't get it at all. But I helped him get his server. He's thrilled with it and feels important.

Needless to say, he's on his server, playing Minecraft alot, leading his friends through the worlds as they play together through their headphones.

So hearing him talking in his headphones is a normal occurrence at our house. However, yesterday, the talking seemed different, less action, more monotone when I passed. So being the nosy-must-know-everything-that-my-kid-is-doing-on-the-Internet type Mom, I ducked my head in.

He was reading.

About four of his friends were all on CreepyPasta (at their own homes with headphones) taking turns reading these scary stories.

My son who doesn't like reading.
My son who has dyslexia.
My son was taking the lead, reading out loud to his friends who were all reading along together because "reading the stories alone is too scary". Like one of his friends could reach through the monitor and save him.

I'm thrilled. Yes, reading. I want my kids to have a love of reading! Does it matter that it is urban legend scare-your-pants-off stuff? No. Who doesn't like those? Am I ready to start thrusting books in T's face like Nightlife because if he likes Jeff the Killer, he'd love Slashback. Then again, I know I can't get too pushy, too let's-bond-over-this right this second, kay, kay?

So I closed the door, did a quiet knuckle-tap (which I know, yeah, yeah, fifty-year-olds aren't suppose to do--not cool) and am letting the bond-over-this opportunities come natural as I  leave my copies of Rob Thurman's book out in surreptitious locations. Oh that? It's just a book about monsters with sharp metal teeth who can open up doorways to other worlds... Kinda scary though.
 

Review of Trick of Light


Trick of the Light (Trickster, #1)Trick of the Light by Rob Thurman
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

So I mainly wanted to read this book cuz I heard some of these characters show up in Slashback, and I, of course, don't want to be the only one left out of the loop. I'm just like that.

Should have known I would fall in love with this series as well. Can this woman not write fantastically? I mean really, does she never have an off day? Geez, I'm so jealous and in awe, I can't stand it, but putting that aside, I'm so glad RT keeps popping out books like, er, I don't know, pop tarts or something, all warm and gooey with no nutritional value, but amazingly enjoyable to that last crumb that dropped on your shirt, but you eat it anyway.

Bet her writing's never been compared to pastries before. If I was famous and important enough to write her a back cover quote, I'd say something like: Riveting plot with twists and turns that bobbles the mind in this fast-paced adventure. But since I don't have to I get to say:

Holy Toledo, this is good. Not one, NOT ONE, of the characters is who they seem, and the emotion and flare is spot on. I had more catch-my-breath WTF (just so you know, the F today stands for frack because I'm in a sci-fi mood) moments than I did in the wind-tunnel at SkyDiveAZ (shout out) when the big-honking fan shoved all the air out of my mouth. That was sappy-giggling-like-a-girl-happiness-can't-breathe, friends.

Now here's my delimma. I'm still dying, dying, to read Slashback, but dang it, there's The Grimrose Path staring me down. Which to read which to read. Gotta go with Grimrose cuz it was written first~~and guess what's coming out in December? Short story with the Trickster gang. Yay, happy dancing~~must go back to the wind tunnel to celebrate!
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