It has been way over two months since I moved to the small country of Japan. One could say that after a month or so you get used to your new life and fall into a routine. This is not necessarily true in my case. As the days turn into weeks I have fallen into a routine that brings serenity into my day to day life. But I'm not exactly used it. 

I wake up daily at eight in the morning. I make breakfast. I wash my face and do the morning necessities. I speak to my parents on the phone while eating, getting dressed and all the jazz. Then I go to school, go to the gym or my teaching job, return to the apartment and study. Occasionally I stray from this routine and find something to do after my classes end. 

The thing about me is that I have learnt that living alone is not as fun as I imaged. I always pictured this perfect image of my life and how everything would be if I was alone in my own place. Oh how wrong I was. While I did image this in the states rather than in Japan. The feeling is the same though....I suppose. 

I am no longer lonely. I have made a handful of friends whom I can turn to so I can spend a day with company. 

I am still alone. 

And it is not something I find comfort in. Yes, there are wonderful sides to living by yourself. For starters, I can drink out of the jug without guilt. There are moments I feel guilty for drinking water out of my jug and then I remember...I'm not sharing with anyone...and then I remember that I am alone. 

Sure, I can strip my pants off the minute I step through the door, but I'm not exactly that type of person. 

I could turn up my music, rock out and dance, but I'm mindful of my neighbors. 

I can cook whatever I want, whenever I want. Then I remember there is never food ready for me unless I make it myself. 

I had drawn this beautiful image full of freedom and excitement. And the image was true on the freedom and excitement. The beauty of it is not all there. 

It's is funny, because introverts are know for enjoying solitude and I find that a complete lie. Yes, I like solitude, but only when I need to unwind and need personal space. Other than that, I hate solitude. Solitude sucks. 

In moments like these I ask, "Would dorming be better than having my own place?" Then I remember, that I'd be sharing space with over 25 people and I push those thoughts away. Sharing is caring, but there is only so much sharing I can do before I want to push someone into a bush. 

Living alone truly has been an adventure in itself. I have grown to appreciate my parents a lot more, and everything they do to keep the home environment homely. (Also, constantly having to do dishes sucks. No one to share the chore with. )

I'd say everyone needs the experience of living somewhere without their parents. But I recommend not to do it alone, unless you really want to. Like really really want to. 

I’m in a new place, and alone. But I am trying to accept that this an experience that is helping my comfort zone grow. Experiences I need to travel through. Being alone does not always mean being lonely, and that is what I am trying to achieve. I am no longer as lonely, but being alone was not all that it was cut out to be. 

I will continue moving forward, because the world is beautiful and only those willing to take the necessary steps are able to truly see it.

This book was given to me by David Lamour for an honest review. All thoughts and opinions are my own.

Death is coming for me and it seems like all I have left in this world are things that I know and things that I may never understand.

I know that angels are trying to kill me, but I'm not sure why they want me dead.

I know that I'm afraid to die, but I wonder if dying could possibly hurt more than living.

And most of all, I know that I feel love beyond all measure for a beautiful demon boy, but I don't know if he loves me back.

After the death of her parents, Evelynn is forced to leave New York and move to a town in the middle of nowhere Montana. 

Devastated by the recent events in her life, Evelynn is trying her best to be normal and regain her old life back. But as fate would have it, the world has different plans for her. Fate wants her dead, and there are a few people, including herself that disagree upon her written fate.

The concept and idea of story was very captivating to me. Angels, fallen angels and demons. Throw a little romance and magic and I am sold.

This book is fast paced and captivating, Lamour does a swell job keeping you attached the story. I personally finished the story in a day and a half because I just couldn’t put it down. The only reason I did not pull an all nighter was because I had Uni the next morning.

This is a debut YA novel and it follows all the YA troupes that most young adult novels follow. Thankfully, it was not super cheesy because Lamour makes his concept of Angels and Demons unique. He also gave his leading lady a delicious character development. She became a different person from begging to end and I ATE THAT RIGHT UP. 

You see, Evelynn is me. Her reaction to situations and questions to certain actions were exactly how I would react too. In general she is very relatable, because even though she is a damsel in distress she is not in distress. She's about making her own decisions, and takes matter in her own hands without anyone pushing her around.

Like most fallen angel novels, it is very heavy on the whole theme of Good vs Evil. What caught me off guard is how Lamour wove biblical concepts and made them fresh. He created a new way to see fallen angels, the creation of humanity and the faults of those who are suppose to be perfection (the angels). I don’t want to give too much away, because Lamour’s take on Angels and Demons is what makes this story so much fun.

My only problem is the love triangle that was shoved into our faces. Especially from the very beggining you (and Evelynn) know who has her heart and who she truly has feelings for. In my opinion I think she likes Brandon, but the way you like cute guys you know you don’t have heart-felt feelings for. And her back and forth between the two boys was so unnecessary, and deep down she knew it too. Thankfully, towards the end of the novel Lamour sets up the bases for a strong male-female friendship between Evelynn and Brandon.

Fallen Angel is such a small book for all the themes and stuff that happened. Before I knew it I was reading the epilogue thinking, “Holy stars, they are pissed. Oh fudge.” 

If you’re up for something quick-paced, supernatural with a new interesting concept to something that has been done before read Fallen Anger by David Lamour!

4/5

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