Bob @ Beauty in Ruins
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These are the chronicles of a book addict, a photo junkie, and an aspiring author, rewriting the very fabric of reality one page (and one snapshot) at a time. From the strange to the unusual; the abandoned to the abnormal; the haunted to the historic; the supernatural to the surreal; the forests of dark fantasy, the cemeteries of gothic horror, and the post-apocalyptic ruins of science fiction are the landscapes of my imagination.
Currently reading
Reading progress update: I've read 75 out of 405 pages.
Vintage King so far, from the sadistic:
"Where's his face?" he cried. "Where's my little boy's face?"
to the serene:
Her blond hair was underground now, growing brittle on a satin pillow in the dark.
Given how heavily it was teased early on, I thought "The Terrible Sermon" was brilliant.