Little Stories

Little Green Monsters, Little Green Lights

 

Flaws are the one thing that everybody has in common and the one thing that everybody tries to hide.  Heroes are the larger than life characters that are stunning examples of strength, intelligence, beauty, and above all else perfect . They effortlessly save the world from evil and get the girl, but for a select group of heroes, extraordinary characteristics beget  profound flaws. The tragedy of the tragic hero is that he brings about his fall through his choices and actions. Much like actual people, these fictional characters must face their flawed selves that lead them down a tragic path . In doing this, the characters become more real and thus more relatable to the reader. William Shakespeare’s Othello and F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby contain two of literature’s most tragic heroes, Othello and Jay Gatsby; while their tragedies differ in many ways, they are comparable in one important regard: their fatal flaws.

        Othello and Gatsby’s march towards damnation follow parallel yet contrasting paths. Both men are outsiders within their respective societies. Othello, although a well-respected general in the Venetian army, is still a Moor and therefore different from the other characters.. When the marriage between Othello and Desdemona comes to light, it is Brabantio who laments that “with some mixtures powerful o’er the blood / Or with some dram conjured to this effect / He wrought upon her” (Shakespeare, I.III.104-6) feelings of love and devotion that she could not possibly possess for him . Desdemona is a beautiful Venetian maiden who – much to the dissatisfaction of her father – fell in love and proceeded to secretly marry somebody who was outside her cultural sphere. Othello’s “free and noble nature contains within it the one fatal flaw that can destroy [him]—jealousy.” (Holderness 4) This vulnerability does not stem from  his love of Desdemona but his own insecurities, but it is because of his affections for Desdemona and Iago’s manipulations that the spark of jealousy ignites . Gatsby, on the other hand, comes from a poor family and works his way up the social ladder to a wealthy society man. However, he will never fully integrate with the upper class circles since he is considered “new money” and they see themselves as a part of an established institution in American society, a place with no room for the new. This is demonstrated when Gatsby sets up residence for the summer in “West Egg, the—well, the less fashionable of the two” neighborhoods that the wealthy elite take up residence in for the summer.(Fitzgerald 5). East Egg sits across the lake from West Egg and is made up of “old money” elites. Like Othello, Gatsby sought after a woman who is just out of his reach, but unlike Othello Gatsby failed in attaining his love. Daisy is the object of Gatsby’s obsessions and ultimately the essence of his own weakness. His fixation with her leads him to believe that “the course of history is decided by the sheer effort of human will” (DiBattista 28) and he can simply will his past romance into the present by sheer determination and affluence . Daisy is swayed by the glitz and glamour of Gatsby’s tawdry lifestyle, thus starting a tumultuous yet meaningless affair that leads Gatsby to his untimely end.

Othello’s jealousy and Gatsby’s naïvety toward the women they love is what eventually brings about their respective tragedies. Othello “is loved by his lady, valued by the state, [and] admired by the Venetian nobility,” (Holderness 4) thus, by all outward appearances, Othello is a man of strength and impunity, yet so easily machinated by Iago into a jealous rage over Desdemona’s fictitious affair with Cassio, Othello’s lieutenant. Iago manages to tap into Othello’s deep-seated insecurities about himself, allowing Iago to manipulate Othello into doing what he wants. Othello feels that because he is “black, / And have not those soft parts of conversation / That chambers have, or for I am declined / Into the vale of years,” (Shakespeare III.III.265-68) he does not have what it takes to please Desdemona . These insecurities are his Achilles heel which Iago uses to his advantage. Othello’s jealousy clouds his judgement and causes him to punish Desdemona for her fabricated sin. Iago feeds off the chaos created by Othello’s covetous fit and even mocks him by facetiously warning “O beware, my lord, of jealousy: / It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock / The meat it feeds on” (III.III.167-69). Due to Iago’s exploitation of  Othello’s vulnerabilities, the latter takes his own life rather than face the shame of his actions. Unlike Othello, Gatsby’s weakness comes from his vain need to be incorporated in the upper classes of American society and his insatiable desire to win Daisy over by reaching that status . Gatsby is a self-made man with  a toxic combination of blind ambition and gullibility, which characterizes him as a shallow, jealous person with questionable motivations. He built an entire business empire from nothing, complete with a glittering facade.  Everything Gatsby did was to impress a girl just out of his reach. The green light at the end of Daisy’s dock acts as a symbol to Gatsby, embodying “the profound naïveté of [his] sense of future, while simultaneously suggesting the historicity of his hope,” (Bewley 237-38). Gatsby spends his nights longing for the green light. The light represents everything he would never truly have: established wealth, a seat at the table of upper class society, the respect of his peers, and Daisy. In many ways the green light is to Gatsby as the green monster’s to Othello. Although Gatsby was not outwardly jealous of Daisy as Othello was of Cassio, but he did long for everything Daisy had. Daisy was never even in his ballpark, to her he was just a fun flirtation that she would soon bore of and move on from. To Daisy Gatsby was worth less than he dirt on her shoes.

While Gatsby dies alone and Othello will lay forever with his beloved Desdemona, both men were cut down by the flaws, Othello’s uncontrolled jealousy and Gatsby’s shallowness, found within themselves. Tragic heroes give insight into the human condition by exaggerating imperfections. By giving the hero a fatal flaw the reader is faced with a hyperbolic version of themselves, helping them to empathize with the hero. We all know a person whose jealousy gets them into trouble or somebody who values material possessions over the people in their life. We may not know people that have these flaws to the extent of Othello and Gatsby, but their stories serve as a warning. Great literature serves as a funhouse mirror for society at the time and the fatal flaws that authors choose to give their characters are often an over exaggerated reflection of how they view society.       

                     

Works Cited

Bewley, Marius. “Scott Fitzgerald’s Criticism of America.” The Sewanee Review, vol. 62, no. 2,   1954, pp. 223–246. JSTOR, http://www.jstor.org/stable/27538346.

DiBattista, Maria. “The Aesthetic of Forbearance: Fitzgerald’s ‘Tender Is the Night.’” NOVEL: A    Forum on Fiction, vol. 11, no. 1, 1977, pp. 26–39. JSTOR,   http://www.jstor.org/stable/1344884.

Fitzgerald, F. Scott. The Great Gatsby. Scribner, 2004.

Holderness, Graham. “Are Shakespeare’s Tragic Heroes ‘Fatally Flawed’?    Discuss.” Critical     Survey, vol. 1, no. 1, 1989, pp. 53–62. JSTOR, http://www.jstor.org/stable/41556463.

Shakespeare, William. Othello. Cambridge University Press, 2012. 

Let’s Talk About… Mental Health

We all struggle with mental health at some point in our lives. Everybody gets anxious about certain thing (ie job promotions or public speaking) or people go through bouts of depression (ie after the loss of a family member or getting fired), but some people just struggle to a point where they are consumed by their illness and the sad thing is that nobody wants to ever talk about it. I was diagnosed with Clinical Depression when I was 18 and then diagnosed with Bi-Polar II when I was 19. I struggle with General Anxiety, Suicidal Ideation, and my Bi-Polar Disorder on a daily biases. I never understood why mental illness was so looked down upon. I mean nobody in their right mind would look at a cancer patient and tell them that its all in their head and that in their generation there was no such thing as cancer and yet that’s what people with mental illness hear all the time. I went into my deepest and longest depression when I was 15 and it lasted till almost my 18th birthday. I was so scared to turn to anybody in for help. I wouldn’t even talk to my own mother about for fear that I would be judged and told I was crazy. I remember one particularly bad night my mom heard me crying in the middle of the night and she came into my room and was holding me as she asked me what was wrong and to please just talk to her all I remember doing is shaking my head, sobbing and telling her to go away.

Eight years later and mental health is talked about more and there is less of a stigma, but there is still tons to be done. I tell people about what I deal with and they look at me like i have two heads or that I am going to fall apart. Getting a mental health diagnoses is the best worst thing. Its the best because it finally has a name and the worst cause it feels like a life sentence. There is not cure for any mental health illnesses, there is only treatments like medication, therapy and coping mechanisms (all of which I use to get me through the day). Some days always end up being better then others though. When your mood is set to a cycle of sadness and okayness its hard to have good days, but they days I spend with the people I love and the days I spend laughing till I cant breathe are always my favorite. My support system is my anchor to the light blue shallows of my illness. Ocean For as long as I have been going to therapy I have always used this photo as a reference to where my head is at on any given day. The lighter the blue the “happier” I am; the darker the blue the worse I am. On any given day I tend to stay in the lightish blue colors. It took a lot of fighting and admitting to myself and to my support system that I needed help. I think the hardest person to admit this to, besides myself, was my dad. My dad is a very  strong very stubborn man. He struggles with anxiety and depression though will never admit it to anybody. He comes from a generation that thinks mental illness is a myth, but my dad put how he feels about it aside and he just say his daughter in pain and all he wanted to do was make it go away. He had been my strongest supporter throughout my journey and even though he may not always understand and he may think its foolish or all in my head he loves me anyway and will always listen to me when I talk.

Its really easy to judge people and to dismiss people, but its even easier to be polite and attempt to understand. If you have somebody in your life that is struggling or had confided in you be there for them, listen to them, and help them cope. Sometimes it takes tough love; sometimes it takes a gentle touch. If you are the one struggling don’t be scared to reach out, especially if you have tried before and it was not good. If you are struggling or even if you are in a goodish place and you have a friend that is struggling and is pulling you deeper into the black its okay to distance yourself or let go entirely even if that person is a family member. Most importantly just know its gets better. It ALWAYS gets better.

Suicide Prevention Hotline: 1-800-273-8255

Trevor Project Hotline: 1-866-488-7386

 

 

 

Pilgrims Don’t Wear Pink By Stephanie Kate Strohm

Okay I’m not going to sugar coat it here: this book is a very simply read and its kind of dated seeing as how it was published in 2012 (there are Jonas Brother references). That being said this book spoke to my little nerdy soul! Everything about this novel is just me from the setting, a small coastal town in Maine (If I ever live in a small town it will be in Maine in a Victorian or a lighthouse), the the main character, Libby (who is a hopeless romantic history nerd with a shoe obsession). Its a light cute contemporary novel; there is no heavy subject matter and you can tell where the plot is going from a mile away. It’s basically the readers equivalent to watching a Hallmark Channel Rom-Com. Which is basically the reason I love it so much.

Libby is a seventeen year old history lover who lands a summer internship in a small coastal town in Maine. Life in Camden Harbor isn’t exactly what Libby thought it was going to be. First off there isn’t enough room in what the museum has deemed a closet for her shoes, then there is her roommate, Ashling, that seems to just instantly detest her. On the bright side of things there is a whole group of delicious looking boys that play the sailors on the museums 18th century ships. Of course no summer in small town Maine would be complete with out a ghost story or two. Luckily for the museum ghost sightings draw in big crowds, unluckily for Libby they also draw in nerdy investigative reporters who are annoyingly infuriating.    

Ashling was my least favorite character, as she was most likely meant to be. She is the kind of character that just makes you go WTF with how cruel she actually is. Ashling is very high and mighty when it comes to her position at the museum event though she is also just an intern. She instantly dislikes Libby and spends most of her time trying to put Libby down and just being unnecessarily rude to everybody around her. She kind of gets redeemed at the end, but in my opinion its to little to late. Suze is Libby’s other roommate and she is a sweet and mousy girl who honestly is not very integral to the plot of the novel. Cam was another character that I was a bit eh about. Although I did like him in the beginning, he was so suave and charming it roped me in just like Libby. Although I knew he wasn’t what he presented himself to be a lot faster then Libby did. My absolute favorite, besides Libby of course, was Garrett. I think its because he kind of reminded me of a guy I have a crush on. He was sarcastic and nerdy which are my two favorite character traits for any person to have, fictional or real. He cared for Libby and supported her even when she thought that they disliked each other.  

All and all I really liked the novel as a whole and its a nice addition to my collection. If your into really easy reads that are a bit cheesy then I highly recommend it. (Also there is a squeal and Yes I will be purchasing it and reviewing.) 

 

Lets Talk About… Toxic People

DISCLAIMER: This is entirely from my own prospective and I contributed to the toxicity in the relationship in some form I am sure

Having a toxic friend is like having an open wound that you have let fester and get infected. Everyone you meet sees it and goes “Hey you should get that looked at it doesn’t look so good,” and you just respond with “It’s fine. Just a scratch.” In reality the wound is oozing and has gangrene and has caused the entire arm to go necrotic. When it comes to finally realizing that your entire arm is necrotic it always takes a major event that makes you refocus. I like to call this moment “The Line in the Concrete”, because a line in the sand when crossed can be redrawn and crossed again; a line in concrete can never be redrawn. Well I recently got my arm metaphorically amputated and my concrete line was crossed. Weddings are lovely joyous occasions that are cause for friends and family to come together and celebrate the love between the bride and groom. They are not occasions for you to have epiphanies about the fact that your 14 year friendship to one of the bridesmaids is as toxic as toxic gets. What can I say I have convenient timing. Now luckily this epiphany didn’t come with an all out dramatic yelling match (a Lifetime movie this is not), but it did put an unfortunate damper on our best friends wedding day. Something I will never forgive myself for. Hence why it was my line in the concrete.

This was a person I actively called one of my best friends on any given day; I mean we had known each other for 14 years for God’s sake. Her mom is basically a second mother to me and our parents are best friends. There’s a lot that happens in 14 years, some of it good some of it bad and in our case a lot bad. We met when we were 9 (and before you ask I don’t wish I had never met her) and for the first 3 years of our friendship we were inseparable. Everything from sleepovers to Girl Scouts we did together. Then 7th grade hit suddenly we went from carefree children to pubescent moody preteens. Suddenly I wasn’t cool enough to be seen with at school and she would only talk to me after school. Her new “cool” (this is where she went into her “emo” phase) didn’t much like me and I didn’t much like them. Yet our friendship persisted into high school where I was cool enough to be seen with at school again (mostly cause we rode the same bus I think) but that’s kind of where things got bad. I remember the put downs and the snide remarks, but also remember the kind words and the helpful advise. It was in high school that I began to realize that she was jealous of things I couldn’t control and she would weaponize that against me.

I am an only child and I am also a girl. I am the first one to tell you that I am a spoiled and I am occasionally known to be a brat, although I don’t personally consider myself to be a spoiled brat. On the other hand she was the eldest of three and spoiled and bratty in much different ways not that she would ever admit to that. I believe she resented that fact that I in fact did get my way or what I wanted the majority of the time. Every fight we have ever had the fact that I am an only child and I am the sole focus of my parents gets thrown in my face. There were a lot of fights and a lot of times where I just bit my tongue and let her put me down. Especially when were with a group of new people is when she would go in, almost as if trying to make me look bad in comparison. She constantly craved attention and to be the center of everything. Everything in life had to be about her and in relation to her. It was always more of a one way friendship with her and all ways lead to her.

It took me 10ish years to realize that I deserved better out of a friendship. There are going to be people in your life that you love with your whole heart and you want to help them and be there for them, but they just pull you down with them. These are the hardest people to leave and the hardest people to cut contact with. When you finally do cut contact its like coming up for air after being underwater. Its okay to love your toxic person and miss your toxic person, but its not okay to let your toxic person drag you down. I am choosing to surround myself with people who love and support me and who I love and support back. Even though I still love and care for my friend I know in my heart its the best for both of us to be apart and stay apart.

 

Let’s Talk About… Dating

So like your girl is single AF and if my dating life over the past couple years is anything to go by I am going to have better luck finding a goddamn leprechaun riding a unicorn in space then finding love in this day and age. I am a 23 year old woman (who admittedly has standards as high as Mt. Everest) and I have been single for about three years give or take. Now I will admit that there are other reasons why I am single that have nothing to do with men, society, or how people find love in this tech filled world and everything to do with me as a woman who is picky and reads WAY to many romance novels. That being said there are most definitely some issues with dating in the modern age. So sit down grab some snakes and enjoy the ride.

As millennial we look at love and dating very differently from the generation before us. It’s like we are all terrified to meet people these days so everything is just online where its safe and cozy. There are a multitude of dating apps and websites out there, from eHarmony.com to Tinder, and I’m pretty sure that I have tried most of them. The one I use and love to hate the most being the almighty Tinder. The amount of mind boggling stories I have form this app rivals the amount of times I have deleted and re-downloaded it. Men on Tinder range from completely skeevy deadbeats to the rare and elusive actually respectable guy. In my experience there are approximately three types of guys on tinder, “The Complete Asshole”, “The Supposed Nice Guy”, and “The Boyfriend Material.”

  1. “The Boyfriend Material”– I have only met one of these on any kind of dating sight and due to neither of in a good place to sustain any kind of relationship, it was very short lived. But shot out to him for being a decent guy!
  2. “The Supposed Nice Guy” – This group is arguable the largest and the most migraine inducing. They are the guy you meet who seems really nice at first (if he describes himself as a nice guy he falls into the third category which I will rant about in a moment). I have meet so many of these guys, like it feels like hundreds, that I can make them flip in less then a day. These guys act nice and sweet at first but they come with an air of entitlement about them. For some reason they seem to think that because they are nice to you that you seem to owe them your time, energy, body, etc. I have also nicknamed them “The 180” because that exactly what they do. It usually starts off a little something like this… “Your so beautiful! Like your eyes are just like wow!” and then you respond for a bit and then next thing you know they are calling you a fat ugly bitch and they can do better.
  3. “The Complete Asshole” – I mean do I really need to go over this one? This is the guy that swipes right just to tell you that he wants to fuck even though he thinks your fugly.

Now that we have defined our groups lets chat about what frustrates me the most about what these boys (cause that’s what they are lets be honest) think is appropriate. I think the first thing that boys tend to do that drives me up the wall is the Dick Pic. There is no rhyme or reason as to when a girl might receive these beautiful works of art, but receive them they will. I don’t think I will ever understand what processes a human to send another human a picture of what could arguably be the ugliest body part out of the blue. Like seeing your penis does absolutely nothing to turn me on, unless its physically in me then that’s a different story, but a picture does nothing but make me feel repulsed. Then they like to get angry when their assault to your vision doesn’t have the effect they wanted it to have. I once had a guy call me a “stuck up bitch” because I didn’t respond to his picture. So then I have to explain why I as a human being don’t A) want to have a picture like that sent to be just out of the blue and B) how its really inappropriate to send that to someone with out their consent. This tends to make them more upset. They get offended by you not wanting a random DP which boggles my mind really. Now if you as a man are talking to another human and that human asks for one then send away, but if they don’t ask DO NOT SEND!

My second favorite thing guys do is expect you to meet them at the drop of a hat. I work full time and I go to college full time; I need advanced notice if I am going to meet up with somebody, especially if that somebody is a stranger from the internet. And really lets face it I want to look as close to my profile as I possibly can when we meet cause that shit is with makeup and filters. First impressions matter people! I usually work pretty late, at least till 11PM most days, the last thing I want to do when I get off is see somebody least of all a stranger and I DEFIANTLY do not want to go to a strangers house in the middle of the night! I don’t understand how this simple concept is so hard to comprehend for some “men”. Why on God’s green earth would I willingly walk into a situation where I could be potentially harmed? I watch Criminal Minds. I watch the news. Ladies if a guy you met on any kind of dating site and he goes just come over to mine and we’ll hang out and its after 10 o’clock at night A) if this is the first time you are meeting DO NOT GO and B) If you have met him and he does this he just wants to bang (if your okay with that then go just be safe about it. But not even thinking how dangers it could potentially be for the women think about it as a guy, like you don’t know the girl you invited over either she could drug you and take everything you own or worse! So like maybe set up a date that takes place in a public area during the day time and give ample time to get ready.

I have so much more about dating that riles me up and makes me want to punch a hole in the wall, but for know I will just leave this here. Honestly if I talked about everything that annoyed me about dating I would have a epic novel.

Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell

Wren and Cather Avery are as close as sisters can be they do everything together (they are twins) they are even going to navigate and survive their freshman year in college together or so Cath thought, but Wren had a different idea. Now for the first time in the eighteen years of Cath’s existence she was up stream with out a lifeboat. Cath being a shy, reserved, anxious watcher of the world she turned to the only thing she had left, Simon Snow.  The life of a Fangirl, especially one who is famous within the community, is hard and Cath was both a Fangirl and famous with in the community for her fanfiction Carry On, Simon. Although Cath spent most of the time in her room she managed to make friends with her roommate Reagan and her boyfriend Levi. Can Cath mange to survive the year? Can she finish Carry On before the eighth and final book of the Simon Snow series comes out? And more importantly is she able to keep her sanity?

            I identified with Cath on so many levels. I am currently trying to survive my freshman year in college and I’m shy and reserved and I spend way too much time alone reading, writing, and blogging. This book is so well written. It’s funny and quirky and truthful. It shows the good, the bad, and the ugly and its just fantastic.

The Infinite Moment of Us by Lauren Myracle

Wren is a freshly graduated high school senior who faces what every high school graduate faces: the inevitability of the future. She isn’t quite sure what she wants out of life and is tuck figuring out if the plans she has laid out in front of her is what she wants or what he parents want. She was granted early admission into Emory, but she decides to defer and sign up for Project Unity and help the Guatemalan people before going to school. Charlie has admired Wren from afar for all through out high school. With his torrid past and his messy relationship with his ex he never thought that he would be good enough for her. But then their souls collide and it makes for a truly unforgettable romance full of soul searching and self-finding.

            The Infinite Moment of Us is a wonderful read for any fresh high school graduate or college freshman. It not only has a truly unforgettable love story, but also makes you ask questions of your self that you may never have though of. An amazing read. (Warning: There is sex, not smut per say, but defiantly usage of the word cock and dick just so you know.) 

Eve & Adam by Michael Grant and Katherine Applegate

Many things run through Evening Spiker’s head when she was hit by the car, like the oddly out of place apple and a new pair of Nike’s; what doesn’t run through her mind was the fact that her leg is no longer attached to her body or the fact that her arm is at an angle that it really shouldn’t be at or that fact that she may be dying. When she wakes up her mother, the great Terra (Terror) Spiker is arguing for her release so she can take her to Spiker Bio-pharmaceuticals and a strange blue-eyed boy touching her shoulder.  Next thing she knows she in a state of the art hospital receiving the best care under her mother’s watchful eye and the strange blue-eyed boy, Solo she later learns, lurking around. After a few days of pure boredom her mother gives her a task to design the perfect boy. To E.V. as her friends call her, its just playing around on a computer simulator, but is it? What lurks in the dark and dusty corners of Spiker Bio pharmaceuticals and what exactly does Solo know about it?

Eve & Adam is a fast passed read with two different points of view Eve’s and Solo’s. It has gangbangers, love, friendship, crazed Big Brains, a fractured mother daughter relationship, and moral dilemmas that question you to your very core. I read Eve & Adam in two days and was on the edge of my seat the entire time. It’s a great read and if your in a slump its perfect, it really gets your will to read jumping. 

This is What Happy Looks Like By Jennifer E. Smith

Ellie O’Neil is a normal seventeen-year-old girl, who lives in a small town in Maine and dreams about going to a prestigious poetry program at Harvard, that is in till she accidentally receives a misguided email about a pig named Wilbur that needs to go for a walk. Out of concern for Wilbur she replies to the mysterious email and the two strike up a conversation. Little does she know she is talking to the world famous teen heartthrob Graham Larkin. After months of correspondence the two enter in to what would be a relationship if only they knew each other’s names, but Graham does know what town she lives in and works to get his newest movie filmed their, he succeeds (shock).  Upon his arrival in the small town of Henley Ellie’s entire world is turned upside down. She has to choose if the love she feels for Graham is worth bringing up her mothers torrid past and thrusting herself in to the spot light, she has the biggest fight she’s ever had with her best friend, and to top it all off she’s still a thousand dollars short for that poetry program.  Graham’s life is no picnic either since arriving in small town Maine. First he goes on a date with the wrong girl and then he finds the right one, he becomes more aware of the fractured relationship between him and his parents, he is increasingly aware of his eternal loneliness, and to top it all off the mysterious girl he fell in love with over email may not want to be with him because of his constant spot light.

This is What Happy Looks Like is a great summer read, its perfect for the beach or those lazy summer days spent by the pool or that road trip your parents force you on. Its lighthearted and funny filled with romance and friendship and the relationship teen’s share with their parents. I love this book it made me smile and laugh (there were some very awkward moments in public because of this) and it just put me in a really happy mood. The writing is witty and fast paced. I highly recommend. 

Hero by Alethea Kontis

Hero by Alethea Kontis. Hero is the second book in the Woodcutter Sisters series, the first is Enchanted which I read in early 2013. Hero follows the adventures of Saturday Woodcutter, who is the sixth daughter of Jack and Seven Woodcutter. Unlike her six sisters and three brothers, she doesn’t have any special abilities. She is completely normal, taller, bigger and more clumsy then other girls and she is good with an axe as well as a sword, but other wise she is completely normal. Her name day gift was even an axe that magically turned in to a sword at the end of Enchanted.

Saturday’s story really begins when she “breaks the world”. After news that Seven’s sister, Snow White, and Trix’s mother is dead, Seven makes arrangements to leave for Rose Abbey immediately but before she can Trix puts them all under a sleeping spell and right before Saturday falls asleep she throws the ornate mirror that Thursday sent her conjuring up an ocean in the backyard. When Saturday comes to she becomes distraught that she broke the world and may have injured her brother. She becomes determined to find Trix to make sure he is okay; so with her pirate queen sister and her mother she sets of on a great adventure, but her adventure takes a turn when she is captured by a gigantic bird that deposits her in a cave at the top of the world where she meet Peregrine, the son of an earl turned daughter of a witch. Peregrine and Betwixt a magical creature that can change forms, help Saturday kill the witch and fight a dragon all while saving the world and maybe falling in love.

 I absolutely loved this book. I’m a big sucker for fairy tales and the retelling of fairy tales and the Woodcutter Sisters series has to be one of my favorites, not only because Kontis retells fairy tales but because she mixes them to create a new story. Although I don’t relate to Saturday as much as I related to Sunday I still loved her character. I loved that Kontis made Peregrine more feminine and Saturday more masculine ad switched the roles up, it made the story all the more compelling. If you haven’t read this series I highly recommend.