for April, 2014

The best and worst fictional families to join for an Easter egg hunt.

April 20, 2014

Happy Easter, everyone! The worst thing about this “write a blog every day for a year” thing is that it’s really a waste to write content on holidays. From a marketing standpoint, that content just doesn’t get read, and I don’t want to “waste” any of my awesome education content when I don’t think people will read it. Instead, I’ll “waste” my awesome hilarious content instead. So, for Easter, I decided to look at the best (and worst) fictional families to join on an Easter egg hunt because I am an adult. Best The Finch Family The best thing about the Finch family is that it’s small, so you’ll only have to compete with two or three (depending if Dill’s over) for the eggs. Also, Atticus Finch is a badass and will make sure everything is fair between whoever’s doing the hunting. You can be sure you won’t be left with an empty basket while Scout makes out with the […]


6 movies you may not have known were based on books.

April 19, 2014

So, out of sheer curiosity, I decided to look up a list of movies that were based off books (okay, it wasn’t out of sheer curiosity. It was because I’m also writing a blog post about books and movies at the same time I’m writing this one. That’s called multitasking, folks. That post probably went up yesterday. Boom.). ANYWAY, in looking up this list, I found a HUGE number of movies I was totally amazed to find were based on books. Some are obvious, right? Like Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter, but there are so many movies out there based on books I’d never even imagined. I only picked out (a handful of) the movies that really, really surprised me. Please say I’m not the only one who didn’t know some of these? Who Framed Roger Rabbit? This movie was one of my absolute favorites as a child. I mean, seriously, what kid doesn’t absolutely LOVE the idea […]


Why the book is (almost) always better than the movie.

April 18, 2014

I have a standing-rule (usually) to read the books before I watch a movie based on them. For that reason, I haven’t seen Game of Thrones yet, and I read through all three Hunger Games books on my way to and from Ireland. I generally keep to this rule because I like to really understand a story before I watch a movie based on it because I’ve found, ninety-nine percent of the time, the books are so much better than the movies. I like to be able to discuss this as soon as I’ve stepped foot out of the theater. Mostly because I am crazy. That being said, we all already know movies based on books usually suck in comparison, but I wanted to take a deeper look into that and delve into exactly why they suck. You get to know the characters on a deeper level. First and foremost, at least to me, the movies rarely give you the […]


Short Story: The Last Rose

April 17, 2014

Yesterday, I wrote a piece of creative nonfiction for and about my mom. In that piece, I mentioned a short story I’d written when I was fourteen. This story, and my mother’s reaction to it, were what prompted me to pursue creative writing as a career. In other words, it’s a pretty big deal. Well, I managed to track down that story, and Jesus, does it sound like something a fourteen-year-old wrote! I decided to share the original manuscript with you guys. That’s right. This story is totally unedited from its original version. I have not tried at all to make it “better” to suit the writer I am now. This, guys, is the start of MC Hunton. A few things I found interesting in reading it again: One, I hate first person present tense. I never write it ever. I don’t know if I ever wrote it again after this piece. In this case, though, I think it suits […]


My Mother’s Inspiration.

April 16, 2014

I was fourteen when I realized I wanted to be a writer–when I realized writing wasn’t just something I enjoyed, but something I did well. In fact, I was so good at writing, I was able to make my mother cry. I suppose I should have felt guilty about it. Usually, when a teenaged girl makes her mother cry it’s over something serious, like sex or alcohol or getting caught smoking a cigarette behind the trailers at school. But, when Mom read my story with tears glistening behind her lashes, I couldn’t help but feel a certain sense of satisfaction about the whole situation. When she dabbed at the corners of her eyes, careful not to mess up her immaculately applied mascara, I waited on the side with my breath held deep in my chest. Excited. Anxious. But definitely not guilty. “Wow!” She said it with a choked voice, and she smiled and dabbed at her eyes a bit more. […]


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