This is going to be a rather lengthy post, but I'M STILL ALIVE!!!
It's been a year since I posted on here, and I have no regrets. Life decided to come and kick my ass, and I needed time to process and deal with everything.
At first I was dealing with being back in school and dealing with being a PhD student. But after a lot of soul searching and therapy, I realized that I hated what I was doing. I hated being in school. I hated being a PhD student. I hated research. I hated biomedical engineering/pharmacology. I was just doing all of those things because they had been put on me. People (my parents especially) had expectations for me that weren't in-line with what I actually wanted to do. So I made the really tough decision of dropping out of my PhD program.
For a few months I wasn't a student and I didn't have a job, and it was the most stressful and terrifying time of my life. I spent a lot of time in therapy and trying to figure out what I actually want to do with my life. As a result, I started putting myself out there and chasing my dreams.
For almost the past year I've been a part-time freelance book editor, AND I LOVE IT! It's not my main job because that doesn't pay the bills. My day I'm a Content Marketing Specialist for a biotech company which I actually enjoy doing because it's remote and my schedule is incredibly flexible, leaving me time to do the things I enjoy, like reading and editing. I've been able to read and edit a wide arrange of books, and I absolutely love it. Some day I hope to be able to edit books full-time to sustain myself.
Another thing I realized was I hated where I was living. I was in such a depression in Cleveland, and part of that led to my decision to leave grad school. So after lots more therapy and getting an emotional support animal (Luna, she's a Bernadoodle and I love her dearly), I recently moved back to Chicago, and I haven't been happier. I forgot how much I need to be in a big city to thrive.
Also in the spirit of going for things, I've started a BookTok account, @sierratheblackgirlnerd. I absolutely love being on TikTok! I've been able to connect with such nice people and have formed more of a community there than I have on any other platform. While my goal is to get back into the habit of writing bookish stuff on this blog now that life has calmed down and I'm in the mental space to do so, you'll definitely find me on TikTok more than here.
I guess all of this was to say, I'm sorry I left without a word (though I'm sure no one really noticed), but I needed to focus on me. So let me introduce myself again as the new me.
Hi! My name is Sierra and I'm a 24-year-old, asexual content marketing specialist and freelance book editor. I live in Chicago with my 1-year-old puppy, Luna. My favorite genres are YA, fantasy, and contemporary romance. I hope you'll join me as I rediscover my love for reading and blogging now that I'm living my authentic life.
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The light faded
Like a starship jumping into hyperspace
It disappeared
Lost forever
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Cackling laughter, a blinding flash, and screams of the dead and dying.
Distant starship gunfire lighting up the sky above. A small settlement in flames.
She awoke, body wracked with pain, sweat pouring down her forehead. A strangled scream erupted from her throat, her breathing heavy, haggard, and slow.
No... Just... another dream.
Scratch. A single slash across a series of little straight lines. Bloody h*ll... already? Today marked her sixth year in prison -- six, long, years.
Groaning, she stood, shivers running down her spine.
Just a dream. Just a dream.
The shiny surface of the wall caught her reflection. Stopping, she stared. A dark-skinned, gaunt face, years of stress etched across her cheekbones and forehead. Hair going grey at the roots. To think she was only forty-something.
She dropped to the floor, jumping straight into an exercise routine. Stop thinking about it!
Coming into pushups, she struggled to do them in full. Bloody hand restrainer, useless for everything. Suppose that was what they wanted.
Sweat poured down her cheeks, arms shaking with the effort. Keep going.
She slumped to the ground, exhausted.
Moments passed, and the woman dragged a loose stone out from the ground. Hands trembling, she pulled the precious object out, gently and slowly. The smooth fabric cooled her quivering, sweaty fingers.
A thick sash of red, gold, and green, symbolizing both a triumphant and harrowing victory. They could take everything from her, but she would never forget what she'd done, who she was. She was a warrior -- a war hero. The only thing left of her former self, and she would cling to it forever.
Click, clack, clunk. Her head snapped up. Gears in the door turned, spinning faster as bolts thrust open.
What...?
Fumbling to hide it, she dragged the stone back across, evidence of a hidey-hole disappearing. Under her clothes went the prized object, warm and reassuring against her cold chest. She scrambled back, head thundering, eyes wide with anticipation.
Blinding light. A short, stocky figure with light brown skin, wearing a uniform covered in badges, stood over her. "Mara."
She rubbed her eyes. Was she hallucinating?
"Your behavior has improved. We have decided solitary confinement is no longer necessary."
She tried to form a reply, nothing came. She hadn't spoken since... Who knew? All her mouth could manage was a grunt.
"You shall be transferred to your new cell, effective immediately. Stand."
Her leg groaned under the sudden effort. No, come on! It whirred into life, she stood, towering over her Warden.
"Well?"
"Aye... Ma'am."
Her first words in years.
WORST BOOKS OF 2020
There aren't a whole lot of books that I hate or dislike. I usually really like books or just find them "eh" at best. But this year I was able to come up with five books that I truly found not good in the least bit or hated with every fiber of my being.
5. In the Darkness by Mike Omer
4. Party of Two by Jasmine Guillory
3. Hate Thy Neighbor by S.M. Soto
2. If I Never Met You by Mhairi McFarlane
1. Take a Hint, Dani Brown by Talia Hibbert
Those are the books that just weren't it for me in 2020. If y'all read these books, tell me what you thought of them!
BEST BOOKS OF 2020
8. The Flatshare by Beth O'Leary
I got this book in an OwlCrate box and I'm glad it was included. It took me a while to pick this book up because the timing just never seemed right, but when I was able to get into it, I couldn't put it down. The entire concept behind "bone houses" was cool to me and I'm a sucker for books that have a main girl and guy going on a journey. I could visualize everything in my head as I was reading it and for some reason it was giving me Chronicles of Narnia movie vibes in the way it was projected in my mind.
5. Rage and Ruin by Jennifer L. Armentrout
I liked this book way more than I know I should have. I think I read this book in like 4 hours or something ridiculous like that. A lot of people didn't like this book because they thought it was similar to "The Cruel Prince". I can see where they might pick up those similarities, but to me this was its own thing. I randomly bought this book in a bookstore without knowing anything about it, just liking the cover, and I'm glad I did. I don't care what people think about this book, it was the right book for me at the time and I enjoyed it. I'll probably reread it in 2021 and see if I still like it or if it was a situational thing that made me like it.
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