Dinara Tengri

What's up guys! It's been over a week since I got back from Montreal and I can't believe it's all over now. But life goes on, and I sure have a lot of stuff to cross off my list before the end of summer. First, there's Campnanowrimo, which I do every July (and April). I took this opportunity to finish the first draft of my new novel. I'm also moving! No, I don't mean like to a new city (or Canada). I'm moving this blog to Wordpress. I've been wanting and planning to switch to Wordpress for a long time, and now finally seems like the right time. Nothing will change. I will be posting book reviews, discussions, and an occasional Top Ten- list. But I will be doing it on a platform that will allow me to be more creative, and to grow as a writer. I want this to eventually become an author website, with that author being... well, me. The official date for the move will be announced as soon as I'll finish building my Wordpress site and transport

I'm back! Last Saturday, I attended the Montreal Comic Con with a friend of mine. I left for Canada on Friday and I came back last Wednesday. This was my first trip across the Atlantic Ocean, and my first vacation abroad in several years. First things first, Montreal is a beautiful city that looks very European which helped me a great deal with my homesickness. My friend and I stayed there for four days, and after the Con, all we did was roam the city, see the sights, and eat poutiné. And what trip to a new city would be complete without a visit to a bookstore? Montreal has an abundance of bookstores, and we chose Indigo, Canada's biggest book and gift store. My main mission was to find a French copy of Ray Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451 . Well, mission accomplished and I now have this book is five languages, thank you very much. I may also have gone on a little shopping spree (the books were on sale, though). But what I liked the most about Montreal was

When I was a little girl, my favourite singer of all time was Michael Jackson. For my fifth birthday, I requested my aunt who worked at the radio to play one of MJ: s songs for me. That song may or may not have been The Way You Make Me Feel but this is where my memory deceives me.  What I remember vividly is me and my friend going to the kitchen because we were too shy in the company of all the relatives and then dancing our faces off. This is the earliest memory I have of myself dancing. I'm a 90’s kid and Michael Jackson with his dazzling outfits, his electrifying dance moves, and his in-you-face, larger-than-life stage persona became one of the symbols of my own childhood, and my introduction to the Western pop culture. June 25 th , 2009 is a day that has long ago made its way into the history books. The news of the sudden passing of the King of Pop literally broke the Internet, and the media circus that followed, not to mention the legal charges against MJ: s per