Storm Brewing- a poem

She plucks eyelashes from

her eyes,

and a strand or two of hair.

She brews a storm,

snow flies through your

bedroom window.

The clouds,

they form

above your head

and follow you

wherever it was you went.


She brews revenge

in her cauldron.

Her blackened eyes

and her strained soul

brew a second

pot to-go.


Flower Picking- a poem

Flower picking my way

through fields painted gold

only to find old

parchment paper.


Flower picking through

pages and pages

with not a word

but eraser marks

scribbled where

the eye can hardly



Flower picking through

words and phrases

but nothing seems

to match what I feel.


Flower picking my life


hoping to find

answers between bookshelves

and old Robert Frost

poetry collections.


Apprentice Mistake by Owen Tyler- Short Story Review

Hi, everyone! Happy Monday!

It is officially my first day of spring break. This entire week I do not have any classes and I’m planning on catching up on reading and of course I have to work. So that is the plan for the next few days…let’s get right into this blog post!

I had the honor of working with Book Tasters once again to read the short story Apprentice Mistake by the lovely Owen Tyler. So grab yourself a cup of tea or any hot beverage and enjoy this review. 🙂


Teslanar, a recently graduated college student at a magical college, has received a apprenticeship helping the head of sorcerers at the college he graduated from. While he was looking out of the window admiring the flowers, he goes outside to see that the gardener has gone missing. An explosion from no other than a powerful dragon. Teslanar must take care of this dragon, but he doesn’t have to knowledge to do so. What could possibly go wrong?


Let me just say that I don’t read many short stories whether that be stand alone or a collection of short stories. This story has made me want to read more short stories.

I was constantly at the edge of my seat. Would Teslanar be able to take on the dragon himself?

The ending was great too. I definitely wasn’t expecting that. Oh my gosh.

I love how descriptive and gripping this story was. Tyler did a great job of describing Teslanar’s high fantasy world as if we were experiencing it ourselves. I wish I could write that to be completely honest.

There wasn’t a lot of dialogue which I was a little disappointed. I didn’t think that Teslanar would fight the dragon with little dialogue. Shouldn’t he try to lure the dragon away with something? I’m not sure, but I felt like it was sort of missing dialogue.

I was very happy with how well plotted out the story was and how well structured it was. Tyler got his message across.

Overall I thought the story was great and fans of sci-fi and magical elements will definitely enjoy this short story.


I hope you all have a wonderful week and I’ll be blogging at you soon.

Keep reading,

Hannah the bookworm


The Rain Came Back- a poem

I have you

to blame for the wind

hitting my window

and soon the dewdrops

would burn

my cheeks.

They say you can’t

undo the past but I’m trying

to mend my salt sprinkled wounds.


She has no reason to cry.

She has your heart.

A wounded foal

but she stands

while I’m the one stuck in the rain.


I didn’t need the rain

but it seems that it never left.


A Dream Come True by Jeryn Alise Turner- Book Review

Hi, everyone!

Happy Thursday! I hope you are all doing well.

For today’s review I teamed up with Booktasters to read this very special book.


A mother and daughter (protagonists are left unnamed) travel to Peru for the mother’s birthday celebration. The story follows their physical and emotional journey through Peru and the mother explains to the daughter many life lessons, one by one.


Ugh this book is so heartwarming. It was so pure and genuine.

The writing was very detailed. I like to compare Turner’s writing as pointillism. She described every single detail in each scene with care.

I love the strong mother-daughter relationship and the lessons the mother gives to the daughter.

This story brings forth the importance of having strong relationships in your life and having a guardian whether they be a relative or a friend, you must have people to help you through life trouble’s and just life in general.

If this story doesn’t make you want to call your mom or any other relative, I have no idea what will.

Overall I enjoyed this story. The only thing that I didn’t enjoy was the format of the dialogue. Instead of a normal piece of dialogue such as “This book was so heartwarming,” said Hannah, it would say Hannah says to readers, “This book was so heartwarming. That’s just my personal preference.

Thank you all for reading. I hope you all are doing well and I will be back with another book review next Monday.

Until Monday,

Hannah the bookworm


Last Words- a poem

I’ll make them quick

because it seems

to me

you don’t care

if all those

tears in my coffee

cups are yours

and you only know

how and why you made

me cry.


Though I try to hide

in the dark.

it’s your eyes that

still meet mine.

You see me out

of everyone in the


but then you

finish that song.

Your voice

never leaves my head

and I hope

these last words

echo in your mind.


I hope they echo in your mind

all throughout the night.


Hidden Away: Chapter 41- Going Home



We left twenty

Minutes after





James isn’t

Coming with.

I thought

After all this time

And the help

We gave each other

He’d at least

Be there


We got back to my


I guess I have to let

Those memories


And once

I get home.

I’ll repair

What I’ve lost.


She must’ve

Been worried


She moved

In with us

After grandpa


And around

The same

Time dad left.

How could I let

Any of this happen?

“When did you

Meet Wendy?”

I asked,


The silence

That enveloped

Us for hours.

“She arrived

On our shores

About two

Years ago.

She was soaking wet,



She was in a boating

Accident quite like


But she and

Her family

All survived.

Her family

Arrived on an island

Nearby ours.

Once they arrived

On our island

They took her


It was expected.

That wasn’t until

Maybe a year

Of living with


The guys,

And I.

I have a picture

Of her,

Would you like to see?”


“Of course,”

I smiled brightly.

The way

They made her

Out to be

Wendy must’ve been


“Here she is.

Zander had

An old



With him.

I don’t know if

It was his or

One of of

Father’s old



The world

Seemed to stop.

That wasn’t



Wasn’t Wendy

At all.


My cousin Alice.