Wanderings | Paris Behind a Lens

Dear fellow Babblers,

Every few weeks I spend three days in Paris to dream. I come to Paris to dream about dreams, to dream of dreams of dreams. In Paris dreams and art are one. Dreams and art are created on off the other and it’s this coexistence between the two that brings me back to Paris, making it harder and harder for me to leave again each time. I often come to Paris and walk, observe and photograph moments, daily life and the art of the city, becoming a part of my own art. Ever since I’ve moved to France I’ve become increasingly fascinated with the art that I’ve discovered living within all the big touristy sites of Paris, but also even within it’s garbage piles. This post I’m writing off a stream of consciousness to share with all of you my fleeting and lasting impressions of Paris and how I’ve managed to capture the artistic capital of the world behind a lens. Continue reading “Wanderings | Paris Behind a Lens”

Wanderings | 2018 To-Wander Itinerary

Dear fellow Babblers,

2017 was a year of great change, heartbreak and hope for me. I finally managed to leave the abuse of my past behind me as I worked on my health and illness. I managed to graduate with Latin Honors as well as make it on the deans list at UCLA, receiving a double bachelors in Comparative Literature and French, with a focus in Art History. I made the greatest decision of my life by leaving everything – mami, papi, Evin, Haruki, my books and basically all that has come to define me – behind and relocated to France. Up until this point in my life I have always considered myself a simple girl with a mean streak, pleased enough to spend weekends at home cuddled up with Haruki and some YA releases. Little did I know that by moving halfway across the world I would discover a soul, that was bursting to free itself from inside my very body.

Fast-moving, barely containable, heart skipping Wanderlust. From the moment I stepped out of Charles de Gaulle airport all but five months ago I have discovered, and continue to unravel the belly-aching yearning that I have suppressed for so long. I have been surviving off of story worlds and fictional figures which, all up until now, have quenching my desire for faraway places and gleaming possibilities. Until now, I have stood on the outside, blocked from life in these dreams by a blurred out screen preventing me from mattering. Wanderlust has given everything books, despite my love and attachment to them, has not: a new life of wandering, adventure and freedom to be who I always dreamed of: me.
New Years I was in Agadir, Morocco. I began 2018 as a Wanderer and, not to make any new years resolutions as I don’t follow such short-lived absurdity, I will, not plan, but will continue as my this new spirit has continued to spark inside of me.

2018 will be a year from beginning to end and into the years to come, as endless Wanderings and its my To-Wander Itinerary that I want to share with my fellow Babblers today as we are almost through January.  Continue reading “Wanderings | 2018 To-Wander Itinerary”

The Versatile Blogger Award | 2

Dear fellow Babblers,

Allow me to introduce y’all to chica drama bubble lord (moi). These past few days have been pretty rough as I’ve been in a total rut. And what is this pile of douche I am laying you ask? WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE!?!?!?! Yup. That’s it. No big deal right? I mean, unless I want to live under a metro bus and become a gold digger it’s kind of like a cookie no cookie (I want cookies, can you tell?) situation! Up to this point in my life I’ve always know exactly where I was headed and what my future was lookin like. Now? You would think that having graduated from one of the top universities in the world I’d be a little more “with it.” Well for all those suckers out there that believe a good education will “get you anywhere” and “open doors” you need a seriously slap across the face along with a full and hearty reality check. I am the absolute proof that you can have a top education, float on the tippy top of your student loan debt, and still be a dip watt. Dip watt? Yes, I did just invent that expression and I’m currently in the process of petitioning to have it added as a noun to the Merriam Webster dictionary.

So now that y’all know that you are reading the babbles of a hopeless turd this turd who goes by the name of Delphine will EVILY laugh (MUAHAHAHAHHAHAHA) in your face. And why? Because even dim watts can be special! (And I mean that in the most non insulting way possible). This is the second time yo girl has been nominated for the Versatile Blogger Award. I’m not exactly sure what makes me versatile, but can we count “not being able to shut my big fat pie hole?” (I mean, they call me The Babbler for a reason).

Many thanks to my nominator, CEB at M&C Crazy Book Blog. If we talkin’ versatile in the most literal sense of the word then this blogger is the absolute epitome of what a versatile blogger truly is. With reviews (books, what other kinds of reviews are there anyway?), memes, tags, bookish and not-so-bookish discussions CEB’s posts are always a delight to read and never to fail to life me from my down-in-the-dumps mood which has been the case a tad bit to often as of late (unemployed + shopaholic = hate mail + parent lectures x ramen noodle diet ^ 89339489384938). Enough of the chatter. Lets get to to the nomination (AKA moreeeee chatter!)  Continue reading “The Versatile Blogger Award | 2”

ARC Review: Girl in Snow | Where’d the Story Go?

Title: Girl in Snow

Author: Danya Kukafka

Publisher: Simon & Schuster

Publication Date: August 1, 2017

Rating: 3 Stars



I received an ARC copy of Girl in Snow in exchange for an honest and unbiased review. Thanks goes to NetGalley as well as Simon & Schuster for this advanced copy which has recently been published on August 1, 2017.

“Nostalgia is my favorite emotion. It’s like, you think you know how to deal with the passage of time, but nostalgia will prove you wrong. You’ll press your fact into an old sweat shirt, or you’ll look at a familiar shade of paint on a front door, and you’ll be reminded of all the time that got away from you.”

Dear fellow Babblers,

Girl in Snow is Danya Kukafka’s first novel which was recently released just four days ago, on August 1st. Despite it being now in book stores, I somehow fell behind on my review schedule and have foregone posting the review, despite my having received the ARC over a month ago. Although I had a hard time putting this novel down and finished it in less than two days, I’m not exactly one hundred percent how I feel about it; whether it was a page turner because it was so unpredictable or simply because I was irritated that narration would abruptly change to a different character and tell a seemingly different story altogether. The premise itself, a thriller about a girl who is mysteriously found dead one morning one morning has potential in term of narration, but the way in which the novel was written stylistically leaves me a bit disheartened and, to be blunt, disappointed.  Continue reading “ARC Review: Girl in Snow | Where’d the Story Go?”

The Versatile Blogger Award

Dear fellow Babblers,

Howdie hoe day! It’s Thursday, Friday Eve, but who cares huh? Having been off of school for a little over a month now, every day seems to peacefully blur into yet another sunny, peaceful day in rowdy and smog-infested Cal-i-forn-i-a. Being free of a number of obligations, I have lots more time to blog and read – maybe even I can finally catch up on my endless TBR… LOL PSYCHE – that thang don’t stop stackin’, no thanks to all the groovy recommendations and reviews y’all don’t stop posting!I’m technically supposed to be studying for the GRE (Graduate Record Examination), which is one of the most annoying and brutal tortures that the American system could ever dare to slam on us, innocent, twenty-something-year-olds. However, as demonstrated, I have an attention as expansive as our fellow blue fishy, Dory and studying just ain’t my specialty.


So, all graduate school ambitions seem to have temporarily (hopefully) gone out the window and I’m here, again, spending the afternoon with my lovelies (you, dear babbler)… Continue reading “The Versatile Blogger Award”

The Black Cat Blue Sea Award

The Black Cat Blue Sea AwardDear fellow Babblers,

I’ve been nominated by one of my newest book buddies, Noriko at Diary of a Bookfiend for The Black Cat Blue Sea Award. Please visit her blog for some of the best reviews of published novels as well as upcoming releases. Dearest Noriko, if you’re reading this rambling (I sure hope you are) just know that your blog has become of of my greatest inspiration! No joke kiddos – like, for those of you wanting to take part in the hype circulating one of the newest YA novels, When Dimple Met Rishi, you’re just gonna have to check out what she’s gotta say about it here.
Now for the award… Continue reading “The Black Cat Blue Sea Award”

ARC Review: As You Wish | I Wish No More

as you wish

Title: As You Wish

Author: Chelsea Sedoti

Publisher: Sourcebooks

Expected Publication Date: January 02, 2018

Rating: 2.5 Stars




I received an ARC copy of As You Wish in exchange for a brutally honest review. Many thanks to Netgalley and Sourcebooks for this advanced copy that is expected to be released January 02, 2018.

Dear fellow Babblers,

I got approved just last week for 16 ARCs and I decided to begin with As You Wish for no other reason than, um, hello!!! A book about wishes and their risks? Who doesn’t want to read about wishes? After reading this book I’m now that victim. That being said, I’m totally stoked to present to you As You Wish, a brutally honest review for a brutally unsatisfying narrative…  Continue reading “ARC Review: As You Wish | I Wish No More”

Review: The Goldfinch | How to review a quasi Proustian novel

Title: The Goldfinch

Author: Donna Tartt

Publisher: Little, Brown and Company

Publication Date: September 23, 2013

Rating: 5 Stars

Dear fellow Babblers,

If you were able to sit through till the end of my last post recounting my breakdown and solution to my meaningless life as an upcoming literature graduate you would have discerned my promise to provide a review for one of Donna Tartt’s works. At the time I was confident in such an aspiration. Like most, I started my Tartt fever with The Secret History. Ok, so when I read an exceptionally like seriously GENIUS novel, I set up this sort of expectations and that leads into a disturbed territory of snobbish reluctance to read anything else from the same author out of fear that their other works will not compare. Yet, here I am precisely 771 pages from the beginning of The Goldfinch… Come on, we all know that sense of achievement and deceitful pleasure attached to completing a HUGE like seriously HUGE book… And there I was promising you guys a review of the work a few days ago…

How do you review a story about a 13 year New Yorker named Tho Decker who loses his mom, a beautiful woman in white trench coat who detests heals and made extra money as a part-time model in a museum explosion during an unplanned trip to admire some ancient Dutch masterpieces? How do you make sense of this boy’s infatuation with a small, yet intricately designed painting by a painter comparable to the beloved Rembrandt dating all the way back to 1654? How do you recreate Tartt’s long, Proustian discourses on the eighteenth century classical art world? How can you, in a few sentences (well, doesn’t a « review » imply the notion of the ability to retell a story briefly?), master the same claustrophobic, stuffy and foreign air of Theo’s stay with his corrupt father and drugged out girlfriend Xandra? How to characterize Theo’s friendship with Boris in a way as not to give away the virtue and intelligence masked behind the drugs, alcohol, and lawbreaking habits Boris imposes into Theo’s life? How can a review of The Goldfinch bring Theo to the home of the kindhearted friend of Welty, Hobie? How to give commentary of a novel which spans more or less 10 years of a young boy’s life and the infatuation of a young boy which exposes him to a world of drugs, theft and even murder (even if it was self-defense, it was STILL murder guys. For those of you who haven’t yet read The Goldfinch and have no idea what I’m talking about…Sorry but the murderer and the « murderee » remains a mystery until you reach page 678) ?

Before typing up this post I clicked through multiple reviews for Donna Tartt’s masterpiece and found close to nothing hopeful. Sure, there are you reviews and « who else has read The Goldfinch »-type of posts (REVIEW: The Goldfinch, The Goldfinch), the usual « best quotes » posts (3 Quotes: Donna Tartt). But I seriously like SERIOUSLY could not find any real perceptive or critical reviews that added a new dimension to the 800 pages I just read. I don’t mean to ask for a high school analysis of themes and motifs here guys so please don’t refer me to The Goldfinch: By Donna Tartt — Review. I call for you, you AND even YOU summer readers to pick up from you growing pile of library books “To go return” and rethink how the story made you feel. A review is supposed to tell how we feel when reading a particular work. Books weren’t meant to be read, finished, and left behind for the next…. I mean, isn’t that why we love reading book reviews so much? To hear a new voice and reinterpret stories from another’s imagination? Aren’t reviews like supposed to offer something new not just « OMG I love this book », « Why couldn’t Theo marry Pippa in the end > », « What’s up with Lucius Reeve anyway? ». Lets just go ahead and skip to the last few pages of the book which, in my opinion can be pulled from the story altogether and exist all on its own as a metaphysical commentary on beauty (something we already catch a glimpse of during the narrator, Richard’s heart-pounding lecture during Greek class in The Secret History).

If Tartt can stir our perceptions about this catastrophic life we are leading, which ultimately amounts to nothing, why cannot the book reviewer do the same to his or her readers? I don’t see authors writing books just to say I like this and that, I think so and so is the best out there. If that were the case, why read? We mind as well just tune into CNN and listen to the politicians battling over right and wrong in social welfare. What I’m trying to get at guys is the notion that as book reviewers we review books because we love books… thats a given… but how about for once we add something new… how did The Goldfinch affect you (if you are one of my fellow readers) as a reader/reviewer/whoever you may be?

Donna Tartt has told us « […] life is catastrophe. The basic fact of existence – of walking around trying to feed ourselves and find friends and whatever else we do- is catastrophe » (767). Apart from the long nights, early and dark mornings I spent lost in this underground universe Tartt creates, this passage at the very end is what really sent my mind twirling and sent shivers up my spine. These words that are so nihilistic, yet so utterly true. If we are readers. If we are writers. If we are book reviewers… Should we not all be engaged in perceptive imaginative discourse on what we read, perceive, observe? Tartt shows us the tangled nature involved in the art of writing, reading and perception. I think this idea works also for us who review books. Rather than stating that we love/hate/wish this character died/wish he fell in love with her types of reviews lets express what we feel, why we feel, what we take away from what we read. Maybe, just maybe the uncertainty, questions, feelings that we extract from Tartt’s work have a greater meaning and fulfill some greater purpose in our lives, as does the infatuation of the Goldfinch for Theo…

Yours Truly,


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