BEDIO: Book Banning

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Welcome back to another day, and with it, another post!

Today, I want to talk about a subject that interests me greatly: book banning.

Back in my freshman year of college, my writing teacher gave us an assignment to research a topic, write an essay about it, then present it to the class. The topic I had picked was book banning. The main reason was that I always was interested in learning about well-known books being banned, or challenged, and the reasoning behind it.

Then, when I was researching for my post about Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark, I learned more about how it was on book banning lists every year during the 90’s and early 2000’s. Here, my interest peaked and I fell down the rabbit hole again.

The banning and stifling of ideas and discussion that challenges the status quo has been around since… well forever. Look at Galileo, for instance; he was charged as a heretic for believing the Earth revolved around the sun, when it was widely believed that the moon and the sun revolve around Earth.

It’s not surprising that book banning exists… disappointing but not surprising. However, what is believed to be the first major book ban is Harriet Beecher Stowe’s Uncle Tom’s Cabin, as it was banned by the Confederacy on a more national scale.

Throughout the 19th and early 20th century, Comstock laws were put in place that prohibited the mailing of pornographic materials, with a very loose interpretation of pornographic. In 1933, in the case of United States vs. One Book Called Ulysses, the Comstock laws were challenged, and a precedent was set, but it wasn’t until 1957, with Roth vs. The United States that the Comstock laws were overturned.

Readers and writers rejoiced, until Ronald Regan came into office, and encouraged parents to speak out about books they felt weren’t suited for their children. Suddenly, there were around 700-800 book challenges being brought up every year. This is when the American Library Association started Banned Book Week, to bring attention to the books that are being challenged and threatened to be removed from libraries and schools.

For more information on the history of book banning, visit:

The History (and Present) of Banning Books in America

Now that you have an idea about the history of book banning, let’s talk about a few fun facts I’ve learned in my research.

First of all, the types of books banned is impacted by what is considered “taboo” or what the culture at large was scared of during the time period. For example, with Scary Stories, the prevalence of satanism and cults during the 80’s and 90’s affected why the book was on these book banning/challenge list. Nowadays, a lot of the books on the lists are LGTBQIA+ focused, or stories with sexual content.

For a list of the most challenged books in recent years, visit:

When I was also going through the Banned and Challenged Books list on the American Library Associations website, they include not just books that have been banned/challenged, but also books that have been burned in public events, including:

-The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck (East St. Louis Public Library, 1939)

-Ulysses by James Joyce (the United States in 1918 then Ireland and Canada in 1922, and finally England in 1923)

-The Sun Also Rises and A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemmingway (During the Nazi Book Burnings in Germany, 1933)

-The Call of the Wild by Jack London (Also burned by the Nazi’s in 1933)

-The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien (in Almagordo NM outside Christ Community Church in 2001, along with his other books)

Satanic Verses by Saman Rushdie (Burned in West Yorkshire, England in 1989)

For more detailed information on banned/challenged classics, visit:

I’m not going to sit here and say that parents shouldn’t be involved in their child’s reading habits. In fact, I think it’s great when parents encourage their children’s reading by asking them about the books they’re interested in, or what they’re currently reading. I also understand that parents may want to keep their children from reading certain things until they are older and better able to comprehend the themes of the story. I also want to point out that there are children who are not as lucky and instead of being sheltered from the cruelties of the world, are thrust into it first hand. So even in the cases of parents wanting to shelter their kids, they may prevent their kids from learning to understand the challenges of other people their own age.

However, these regulations specific parents have for their kids shouldn’t affect everybody else in the school. The school board shouldn’t ban books for an entire district just because a few parents might find it inappropriate for their children. With that being said, there are books that may not be appropriate for a certain age group, which is important for librarians and teachers to keep in mind when choosing materials for school. If there’s a book has what may be deemed as inappropriate content,  teachers should discuss this with the students before they read.

When I was in high school, we read The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, and before we read the book, we had a discussion beforehand about the language in The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, mainly the use of the “n-word” and the racism of the characters. However, Huck himself fights against these prejudices, which is seen in his rebellion throughout the entire novel. Huck is the character in the book who goes against the racist ideology present during those times, and showing how and why it’s bad.

If you were to ban books such as this, especially during times like today where the discussion of racism is still important and relevant, then students would not be exposed to these ideas and have the ability to form their own ideas and opinions. One parent’s belief in what is appropriate for their child should not have to impact the rest of the class.

There has been a lot of push back from the American Library Association, the American Booksellers for Free Expression, and many more concerning banned books. As was mentioned earlier, Banned Book Week (typically during the last week of September),  highlights books that are currently, or have been in the past, targets for bans. Librarians, publishers, booksellers, journalists, teachers and readers come together to hold events and bring attention to the topic of book banning.

For more information about Banned Book Week and how to get involved, visit:

What’s the main take away here?

Just because something scares you, or you don’t understand it, doesn’t mean that it needs to be banned, or (in some cases) burned. Exposing yourself to new ideas and different viewpoints  is how you grow. By allowing people to dictate what they believe is appropriate or inappropriate for the public at large, stifles discussion and growth.

Don’t let people take away your voice, or the voice of others.

Don’t let people stop you from learning about the world around you, just because they think it’s not “appropriate”.


Thank you for reading, and I will see you tomorrow with a new post!

Erin 🎃

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Admin. (2019, September 26). Banned & Challenged Classics. Retrieved October 2, 2019, from

Amy Brady. (2019, March 27). The History (and Present) of Banning Books in America. Retrieved October 2, 2019, from

BEDIO: Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark


In early August of this year, a movie came out that instantly took me back to my childhood: Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark.

I don’t remember if it was originally my brother or I who had bought the books, but I do remember we purchased from the Scholastic Book Fair at our school (One of my favorite things from elementary school, I must say).

220px-Scary_Stories_to_Tell_in_the_Dark_film_logoI re-read these books every October as a kid, eventually leading me to searching for more scary stories on websites such as the Moonlit Road, and seeking out ghost hunting shows for my fix in the creepy stories department.

Random Fact: Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark is also why when I watched the Supernatural episode about the Wendigo, I knew what they were talking about. (Side note: Is it just me, or did they just pronounce “Wendigo” weirdly on that show?).

Overall, Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark influenced a lot of my interests as a kid, and seeingit was adapted into a movie peaked my interest. I was curious to see how they adapted a collection of scary stories into a full length film, and how well it translated on to the screen.

As I researched more about the movie, I learned Guillermo del Toro helped write the screen play for the movie (he most famously directed Pans Labyrinth) and I just had to go see it… and I really liked it!

I like how the stories were incorporated into the movie overall, in that there was a larger overarching plot tying all the stories together. The stories themselves were essentially subplots for individual characters to face their own fears and obstacles throughout the movie.

download (8)I appreciated how well the imagery from the books was translated into the movie, as well. Monsters such as Harold and the Lady with the black eyes looked exactly as they did in the book. Even with Ruth (which with her story The Red Spot, the name of the girl in the book was also named Ruth), the whole bathroom scene with her was shot well. It’s also one of the stories that stuck with me after reading the book, and is always a creepy favorite of mine. Scary


Based on the ending of the movie, there seems to be the possibility of a sequel yet to come, which makes sense, as there are so many stories not used in the movie, Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark.

In fact, all of the stories from the movie are from the first and third installments of the trilogy, and the second book has a few stories that could tie into where the Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark movie seems to be going. A couple of examples would be “Something Was Wrong”, “The Wreck”, and “The Ghost in the Mirror”.

Overall, I think the movie adaptation for Scary Stories was one of the better ones, as it remained loyal to the source material, through both the stories and the vibe of the movie. The Scary Stories trilogy had creepy stories of course, but there are more light hearted stories in the collection as well. The movie did a good job of maintaining that balance of creepiness with parts that were more fun and light hearted.

I also appreciate the movie because during the 90’s, and even the early 2000’s, the Scary Stories trilogy popped up on the Office for Intellectual Freedom’s list of challenged books, due to the horror/graphic stories contained in the books. In recent years, it has dropped off, mostly because the focus has now shifted to books that contain LGTBQIA+ books, and books with sexual content.

However, when Halloween rolls around, or even during the summer when lots of campfire ghost stories are more popular, there still is a resurgence of a small group of parents who don’t want their kids to read the books. With the movie out though, it is now easier for the books to be accessed. For example, Barnes and Noble has dedicated a display table to the Scary Stories trilogy, so even if the books are banned at the library, or parents won’t allow their kids to check out/ own the books, there are more places where they can read them.

I could go on and on about my opinions on banned books and my interest in the subject, but that’s another post for another day.

On that note… That’s all I have for today!

Thanks for reading, and I will see you tomorrow with a new post!


Erin 🎃

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Radulovic, P. (2019, August 14). Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark’s legacy of library challenges and bans. Retrieved from


Blogging Everyday in October! [BEDIO]

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Hey everybody, I hope you’ve all been having a great weekend!

As I said in my last post, I’m trying something fun and exciting for October, and it’s going to be challenging myself to blog everyday this month!

As October is one of my favorite months of the year (besides June, because my birthday is pretty cool too 👌), I wanted to do something to challenge myself, but still have fun to honor the month in some way.

I’ll be doing reading and writing content still, but I want to branch out a bit a try some new things, as I have 31 days to work with, so why not?

I have some exciting posts lined up (at least, I think they’re exciting 😂) and I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!

To start off “Blog Everyday in October”, I decided to include a short story idea I had came up with a couple years ago (Specifically 10/28/16… just in case you were wondering… or cared🤣🤣). I was experimenting with writing horror for the fun of it, and came up with this snippet of a story idea I had.

On that note, I hope you enjoy!


Strange things have been happening here for months. Actually, strange things have been happening here ever since I moved in. Mostly noises that can’t be explained, things that might seem paranormal, but since I don’t really believe in ghosts, I don’t think that’s it. Maybe there are some obnoxious neighborhood kids trying to mess with me, I have no idea. It’s gotten to the point where I decided I should record these occurrences, then maybe I’ll find some sort of pattern. Maybe I’ll find some answers.

1 AM:

A scratch comes from underneath my bed. I pass it off as the house being old and try falling back asleep.

1:15 AM:

I’m drifting off to sleep when I hear the scratch again. I’m wide awake again and irritated because I have to wake up early tomorrow for work. I try falling back to sleep.

1:20 AM:

I hear the scratch again and start sighing in frustration when I hear a giggle. My eyes snap open and my breath comes out in short spurts. I step out of bed to investigate.

1:30 AM:

I find nothing in my house. I must be imagining things, my lack of sleep making me delusional. If I could just fall asleep, I’ll be fine. I just need to calm down, it’ll be alright. There’s no one here but me.

2:00 AM:

I awake to the scratching again, but this time it’s louder and more persistent. I hear giggles interlaced along with it, and I can tell this time that I’m not imagining it. I realize that there’s one place that I haven’t looked. Just to be safe, I’ll write this down, so then if someone ends up finding this, they’ll know exactly what’s been

The investigator sighs, shaking his head and places the note back on the nightstand by the bed. He takes another look at the shredded mattress, peering down into the gaping human sized hole in the middle of it. Nothing can be seen in the inky darkness, yet his eyes keep searching, hoping he might be able to find some answers. A knock on the door causes him to look up and he finds his partner standing stiffly in the doorway.

“We found something,” she states, her gaze never leaving him.


“In the basement,”

It’s always in the basement, he thinks to himself, but out loud he says, “What did you find?”

She nervously clears her throat, and his eyes narrow. He knows how hard it is to make her nervous, especially after having worked in law enforcement for so long. She’s seen everything, and it’s made her tougher and harder to crack.

She bites her lip before answering him, “It might be easier for me to show you than to explain.”

He raises an eyebrow at her, but she turns and starts walking away, so he follows her out of the room and down the hall to a door that opens into the basement. They descend the stairs, his neutral face a mask for the pounding heart ricocheting in his chest. Finally after making it down stairs, the two of them pause in front of a scene that makes his blood run cold.

A hole about the size of a car door had been made in one wall of the basement, revealing another hidden room. It’s a small room, about seven feet by seven feet, with dirt walls and floor. A damp putrid smell fills the basement, mixed with the coppery scent of blood. A mussed up blanket is pushed up against one wall, and the corner of another blanket peeks out from behind a part of the basement wall that isn’t torn out. Taking a few steps closer, he peers around the wall and sees the body of the woman who lived in this house. She’s lying on top of the blanket, her blank eyes still open, but the terror she saw during her last moments etched all over her face.

He tries swallowing, but his mouth is dry, and so he starts coughing, which is when his partner turns back to him, “It appears the victim was dragged down through the tunnel leading up to her room, then murdered here.”

“And the killer?”

“Haven’t found ‘em yet,” She pauses for a moment, “We think that after the killer was done with the victim, they crawled back out the tunnel and escaped through a door or window in the house. We got people lookin’ right now.”

“How long do you think the killer’s been down here?”

“A week tops. We found some empty food wrappers and such, but not enough to sustain a person for much longer than that.”

“How did they get the food?”

“I dunno.”

“How did they get into the wall in the first place?”

“I dunno that either.”

His gaze hardens, “We need answers.”

“We haven’t found any explanations as to how some creep managed to sneak into her house without her knowing. Especially since she’s lived here for longer than it seems the killer has been. Honestly, it just doesn’t make sense how any human was able to do this.”

He kneels next to the body, looking it up and down, then whispers to himself, “Unless it ain’t human.”

“What did ya say?”

He shakes his head, “Nothin’. You stay here and see if the rest of the crew finds anything. I’m gonna head back to the station and check on some things.”

“What things?”

“Things that’ll help us with this case,” She opens her mouth to ask another question but he quickly interrupts, “I can’t say anything more than that. This might be a whole lot bigger and more complicated than we thought.”

Before she objects, he swiftly heads out of the basement, and through the house until he is out on the front porch. He stops for a second, puts his head into his hands and takes a few deep breaths. He’s definitely seen this kind of case before, and even though it’s been investigated for many years, there still hasn’t been any new information that can help them track down the killer, at least until now.

He rushes to his car, sliding into the driver’s seat and slamming the door shut behind him. Sweat trickles down his brow as he reaches into his front pocket and fishes out a folded piece of paper. He unfolds the paper, then reads the words of another person who suffered a similar fate long ago.

You lie in your bed,

Waiting for sleep to come.

You feel a chill,

Creeping up your spine.

You feel eyes cutting into you,

Staring into your very soul.

You open your eyes wide,

Look around the room,

And see no one.

You shake your head,

Tell yourself it’s nothing,

You drift back to sleep,

Until the scratching begins.

You realize where it’s coming from.

It’s from under your bed.

You then look underneath,

And into the eyes,

Of a man who isn’t a man.

“Unless it ain’t human,” he repeats to himself, the words hanging heavily in the air. He finally starts the car and drives away from the house, hoping this is the lead he’s been waiting for after all these years.


Happy October, and I will see you tomorrow with a new post!

Erin 🎃

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Hey everyone, I hope you’re having a great weekend!

First of all, I lost track of the days, and realized today was Saturday… and I never posted anything for Friday! I like to stick to a consistent schedule, and if I change it, I prefer to post about it ahead of time, because that’s just how I am 😂

2019-09-07 19.14.48Second of all, I’m preparing something exciting for October… which means that I’m going to take a break from posting for now, until October 1st.  That way, I can prepare for what is to come, and not do any “throw away posts” that I’m not proud of, just for the sake of having content.

IMG_20190731_101305_270Third of all, I’m still re-reading Harry Potter and as of right now, I’m on the fifth book, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. I’m not doing reviews for each book, as it’s purely out of the sake of nostalgia, but I think when I’m done with the books and movies (I’ve been re-watching the movies along with the books) I will do a post about my thoughts on both now as opposed to when I was younger.

Fourth of all, I’ve been working more hours recently and also doing some freelance stuff, so my mind has been occupied there, along with recharging and resting (always important to make sure you’re taking care of yourself…of course!). Hence, why I haven’t been as active on here, or Instagram or… a lot of social media recently 😅

Anyways, that’s about all I have for now, thank you! Have a great rest of your weekend, and I will see you in the beginning of October!!🎃🍁🍂


Erin 🙂

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Creative Dumping Ground #15

Happy Tuesday everyone!

I hope you had a great Labor Day weekend!

I’ve been having a lot of fun recently just playing around with adding images and such to my writing, so I decided to do a couple more of those for today’s creative dumping ground.




There’s nothing better than sitting down after a long day of work and listening to music. Sometimes my feet will be on fire and my body sagging from the stress of the day, but as soon as I hear the familiar beat or




There are two very powerful fairies, That exist in this world. One is the Fairy of Light, Who brings people their dreams, By sprinkling them with her sleeping powder, And giving them the chance, To enjoy their fanta



Thanks for reading, and have a good rest of your week! See you Friday!


Erin 🙂

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Being Lost in Your 20’s: 21 year old Pt.2

Happy Friday everyone! I hope you had a great week!

Today I decided to do a part 2 for Being Lost in Your 20’s: 21 year old, because I had written something else only a few days after my previous post that I wanted to share.

So, without further ado, here is part 2:


Today I was thinking more about my future (what else it new?). Anyways, one thing that kept coming back was the idea of loving myself. More and more people keep combating society’s idea of the ultimate being who’s perfect in every way. This concept known as “Loving yourself just the way you are.”

I always thought that this concept was overused and cheesy, but then today I kept thinking all these negative thoughts about myself. Finally, I stopped and asked myself a very important question:


Why was I so negative towards myself all the time? Why did I find it so hard to love myself when there’s plenty about me to love? 

I mean, I have my own fair share of flaws, but so does everyone else. So then, why is it so much easier to look past everyone else’s flaws and not my own?

Although I can be moody, and quiet, and sometimes more rude and blunt than I mean to be, doesn’t mean I can’t love my other qualities as well.

My ability to be more empathetic (Note: I think I meant sympathetic, whoops), towards others, especially as I age. My passions for reading and writing, that help me guide, question and form my own ideas and beliefs about the world. The fact that I have a supportive family who loves me and is willing to help me when I need it. The loyal friends I have, who are there for me whether it’s to have fun, or when I need to let it out.

It’s so easy to let the negative thoughts consume you, especially during huge transitions in your life. When you feel even more lost and confused than ever, while everyone else seems to have it together. When you lose sight of what’s really important to you as you try to become successful in the eyes of society, but not necessarily what you define as success, 

Being able to combat these pressures and negativity is a constant struggle, and it’s why being able to love yourself throughout this chaos and confusion is extremely important. 

Never lose sight of what is important to you, and don’t reduce yourself down to a cell of flaws and human flesh, because you’re so much more than that.

You’re always so much more than that.


Since it’s been almost four years since I’ve written these posts, some of my thoughts have expanded and changed during that time. I want to write some response pieces to these (Which I hope I can get to next week, fingers crossed!).


That’s all I have for today. Thanks for reading, and I hope you have a great weekend!



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Being Lost in Your 20’s: 21 year old

Hey everyone, I hope you had a good weekend!
As I was sitting down to write today’s post, my brain kept drawing a blank as to what I should write about. So, I looked to the past (which I have a tendency to do when I’m stuck 🤣) and found something I wrote right after graduating from college.

So, without further ado, here is me, being lost at 21 years old.


December 21, 2015:

The time has finally come: I graduated college, and I’m officially not an employee at the CU bookstore anymore. 


I’m doing nothing.

Well, that’s not true, I’m still job hunting/figuring out… now what?

It’s strange, this sense of freedom. I can essentially do whatever I want now. Yet, it’s extremely terrifying, especially since at this point, I have nothing to do. I could sit around and do nothing all day if I want. I know that’s not what I want to do though, in fact, that’s what’s actually scaring me.

What if I can’t find anything to do?

What if I waste away the days of my youth, and when I look back, all I do is regret?

What if I’m never happy?

What if, no matter what I do with my life, I always have that hollow feeling inside that can never be filled?

All anyone ever wants to do is be happy, and I’m no exception. What differs between us all is what exactly makes us happy, and the path we want to take to achieve happiness. Some of us are happy by having a stable job that can provide for us. Some of us are happy taking risks and not ever being sure what will come next.

We all have an idea about what would make us happy, yet not everyone had figured out exactly what leads us to true happiness.

And that’s okay.

Life is all about finding what makes us happy, and no one way will make us all happy. Happiness isn’t a “one size fits all” affair.

One example that comes to mind is religion. We all have our own ideas and beliefs about God and spirituality, but that doesn’t mean that any of us are right. We could all belying to ourselves and trying to convince other that we know what happens what happens after you dies and that we have this whole spiritual concept figured out. 

But we don’t, no one actually knows, except for those dead folks, who can’t really tell us anyways.

This same thing can be applied to happiness. We have all sorts of people telling us how to be truly be happy, whether it’s documentaries, motivational speakers, even your own friends and family.

Yet, what if we are all lying to ourselves?

What if out concept of true happiness, isn’t actually true happiness?

What if we’re all lying to ourselves and saying that we are truly happy, but in reality, we aren’t as happy as we could be?

What if we lie to ourselves without even realizing it, and the reason we lie is because we’re ignorant of what happiness truly is?

Then comes the ultimate question:

“What really is happiness?”

And as a follow-up to that, how will we know that we are truly happy?

That’s what I’m constantly struggling with, this idea of true happiness. Sometimes I feel that I do what I do to prove some point, whether it’s to myself or to others, but that’s not what I want to do with my life. All I want to do is be happy.


And who doesn’t?


I hope you enjoyed reading, even if it got to be dramatic at some points, because sometimes the fun part of writing is being able to be overly dramatic without having people judge you to your face 🤣 And I liked to ramble… and kind of repeat myself at some points 🤣

I guess that’s what happens when you read over something you wrote a few years ago… since you aren’t reading it right in the moment, it’s easier to take a step back and see it’s flaws.

Anyways, thank you for reading, and I will see you all on Friday with a new post!


-Erin 🙂

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Creative Dumping Ground #14

Hey Everybody, happy Friday!

I hope you all have been having a wonderful week!
Lately, I’ve been in a creative mood, but focusing more so on writing poetry than writing stories.

So, today, I decided to post something I just came up in while  in a nostalgic mood, this week. It’s a cutesy little poem about one of the streets in my neighborhood that I would walk down during middle school.

I hope you enjoy! 😆

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I also want to include something I wrote on Prose back in 2017, because it’s a piece of mine that I’m still proud of.

This is “That Night” written in response to the prompt:

Write anything that has the phrase “You deserve better” somewhere in it.

My dad and I had been sitting in the same spot for the past hour. Him sitting forward on the couch, with his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. Me, spread out on the arm chair, staring up at the ceil (1)

Thank you for reading, and I will see you on Tuesday with a new post!


-Erin 🙂

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Book Review: The Sweetest Kind of Poison by Katie Wismer


Hello Everybody, I hope you had a good weekend!

As you know, I do write book reviews on this blog, but they’re typically fiction stories, not poetry. However, I wanted to talk about The Sweetest Kind of Poison today, because I really liked it, overall.

I would also like to put a disclaimer here about the fact that I’ve never really done a poetry review before, so if it seems all over the place… that’s why 🤣

Before I get into my review, let me give you a little background about how I came about this book.

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I’ve been following Katie on Youtube for… a year (I think). She does a lot of Booktube videos, such as reviews, tag videos, etc. along with some lifestyle type vlogs. It’s funny though, because when I originally followed her, I thought that she was Kate Cavannaugh (someone on Authortube whose most well known series is “Writing Like [insert author here] For a Day”). I didn’t realize my mistake until about a month ago… and wow did I feel dumb 🤣🤣🤣

Anyways, I still really like her Youtube content (she’s one of the few people in my sub box who I will watch on a regular basis), and figured I would give her poetry book a try.

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The Sweetest Kind of Poison is a collection of poems that delve into the theme of toxic relationships. The book is divided five sections: The Fall, The Collapse, The Withdrawal, The Recovery and The Now. This helps to tie together the themes of certain poems together, and help navigate the reader through the process of the narrator going through the different stages of dealing with this relationship.

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Even though each page is a standalone poem, they were arranged so that it seems like you are reading one longer poem, and flow nicely together. What I also like about the book, is that there are good impact moments, moments that will stick with you even after you are done with the book.

I didn’t personally connect with every poem in the book (I haven’t had to personally deal with a toxic romantic relationship), but there were a few poems in the book that I did connect with.

Overall, I would recommend this to anyone who is dealing with removing themselves from a toxic relationship, as a reminder that you are not alone, and that you will come out stronger in the end.

Anyways, that’s about all I have for today, and that’s a wrap on my very first poetry review! Woohoo!!

Thank you for reading, and I will see you on Friday with a new post!

Have a good week ✌

-Erin 🙂

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Creative Dumping Ground # 13

Happy Friday everyone, I hope it’s been a good week!

Today, I felt like doing a creative dumping ground since it’s been awhile, and I’m in the mood to do some fun creative things 😄

Before we get started, I wanted to update you on some new things going on with my Instagram page for my blog! After having someone look it over and give me some advice on new things to try with it, I’ve decided to start posting some of my poetry on there. It’s going to be the shorter pieces, some of them will be newer poems, and some of them will be poems that I posted on Prose a few years ago.

Add a little bit of body textWhile I was doing that though, I found a poem that I wrote for a challenge from when I first started posting on Prose. The poem is from June 28, 2016 and the challenge was:

Hi! I am your Ghost! Past, present and future! But, you get to pick your travel! Write about your journey and where I will take you! Pick one, either past, present or future, or combine them!50 word minimum, 300 words maximum. I see possibilities of lots of visions here! Prefer poetry, but whatever you are comfortable with! Be creative! I did one too! And don’t forget to tag me!”

It’s titled, “My Inner Child”.


The Ultimate Philosophical Question When it Comes to Science and Technology_Yesterday, Nick and I watched the movie 9, an animated film set in a post-apocalyptic world after machines and technology started fighting against humanity. The machines have wiped out humanity, but the machines have also become mostly dormant. The only somewhat living creatures are little dolls made out of canvas material, and we learn their deeper purpose and creation throughout the film. It came out in 2009, and was directed by Shane Acker, with Tim Burton being one of the producers for the film. This sparks the question of “Just because we can make it, does that mean we should?” Which lead to me creating the picture on the left (not my finest work, but it felt good to kind of get the idea out of my head and onto SOMETHING).

the-family-netflix-doc-1565711031Something else that I watched this week is the Netflix documentary series, The Family. The Family follows a religious “network” (I guess that’s the best way to describe it since they don’t consider themselves an organization) which has also been known as The Fellowship. There are a lot of world leaders, especially United States government officials, who have been linked to the Family. The documentary made me think about a lot of things, and lead to further questions… but I definitely recommend watching it. At some point in the near future, I want to write a post talking about my reaction the series, and further research I did after watching the documentary, since as of right now what I’ve found are a lot more reviews of the documentary more so than discussion about the topic.

That’s about all I have for this week folks! Thank you for reading, and I will see you next week with a new post!

Have a great weekend y’all! ✌

-Erin 🙂

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