I originally titled this wrong my bad



I’ve been doin’ some procrastinating (what’s new there), and during this time, I’ve done 0 reading (my brains been fried for the past year, I don’t even read restaurant menus anymore), until recently.

And by recently, I mean in the past week.

And by reading, I mean my good free friend Wattpad.

And here’s the deal.

I’ve been a good friend to Wattpad for far too many years (two), and during this time, I’ve seen some questionable things (that made me cringe), I’ve met some questionable people, and ultimately, I trolled someone (listen he was on Wattpad flirting with girls, am I proud? No. I should have reported him. Do I have regrets? No. It makes for a fabulous story).

All that aside, though, I’ve also read some quality stories that should be published, and met some incredible people. There are support systems for mental health, there are groups for every religion, it’s actually really cool

Now, ALL OF THAT aside, what Wattpad ranks, and some of the stories in the “Top Ranked” category, are just…

Not my taste?

Which I why I decided, hey, why not single-handedly take it upon myself to review Wattpad stories. (I’ve lost my mind).

I’ve configured a list of all the books I intend to review.



No, I haven’t, but I can tell you the first book you can expect a review on.

The Top Romance story (as of Current-3/27/2020), The Way We Were Before by Madzalalor.

I thought it’d be funny to have me cringe my way through the one genre I really struggle with.

However, upon further investigation; the book doesn’t look terrible (I’m actually really intrigued), and this might turn out to be less memey than I thought, and actually a really good experience?

Who knows.

(I’m also not trying to rag on any Wattpad stories-have you read mine? They’re a comedy act just because of how painful they are. I just think that After…got the blow-up that certain books should have, and maybe After should have come…after them?).

All this aside, I’ll be reviewing it like a normal book review, and I’m curious-have you read this Wattpad book? What are your thoughts? I’d love to know!



I give you, a preview of yet another piece of work.

I’m a sick little child who’s going to bed in the next few hours, and it’s only 8:30.

But also, I’m a writer, and I do this thing where I like to give you guys a preview of a WIP

I’m working on, so I thought for today, that’s what I’d offer you.

This story is essentially a mystery, and while I’m working out all the quarks and oddities, it will be up on Wattpad and Inkitt in the next week or so.

But, before we get into this story, I wanted to say that todays post is sponsored by Skillshare. Skillshare is an online learning platform that gives you access to hundreds of classes for the low price of just 10 dollars a month. Sign up today to get your first two months, free!

{Excerpt/Prologue} in

“Oh Azania, excellent, it’s you.” Mother glanced up at me from her end of the table everybody in the room turning to me. “I’m glad you made time in your seemingly busy schedule to see me during a meeting.”

“Oh please, Gwendalon, it’s always a lovely surprise to see Azania.” Mr. Graid, one of her investors, moved his hand toward the small of my back.

“And it’s always a pleasure to see you Mr. Graid. How unfortunate of the age difference, and the fact I have a thing for men with more tact…and class…” I gave a tight smile, reaching back I grabbed his hand. “What was it you wanted?”

“Well dear if you must know at the most importuned time I’ve found you a job.” She drummed her fingers on her desk. “You know our bellboy that was working for the buffalo police department?”

“Considering I just finished an eleven-year war with the original one, no. I usually avoid them.” I dropped Mr. Graid’s hand, I dropped in a seat several away from him. “So what about the bell boy?”

“Well, he was a temporary replacement, we were helping him with some start-up business of sorts.” She reached for her pager, “He’s working today, I believe, so I think it’ll be a prime time to meet him, and talk about the positions available.”

“Mother I’m terrible with math-” I pointed my finger at Mr. Graids, who was smirking in my direction “Not that bad, but the point is, I don’t do start-ups. If I wanted a start-up, I’d go and follow my dream of opening a jazz club.”

“Well dear seeing as you have time to sit here and argue with me, rather than soliciting-”

“That’s not what I was going for and you know it.” I sighed “I’m not into being a-”

A knock sounded on the door interrupting my conversation.

“Ms. Sharper, did you wish to see the bell boy?” Mother’s secretary, Mars, asked, leaning against the door frame.

“Mother I am not into being a rich fund for some guy who doesn’t know how to put a little change-” I stopped as soon as the boy stepped in.

Well, if “boy” was the proper word. At six foot two, and dark messy hair, he certainly was a charmer-in an awkward sort of way.

I sat up some, uncrossing my arms. “I’ve changed my mind, it sounds like a lovely idea.”

“Yes, I thought as much.” Mother turned to him “Mr. Yedgerson, perhaps you should take this chance to pitch yourself to the board, and perhaps my daughter, though I can tell that she’s already won over.”

“I-I wasn’t prepared for this.” He stammered, rubbing his arms self-consciously.

“That’s what we all say when Azania shows up, she has a tendency to live in an impish dream that the world revolves around her, and her time.” Mother crossed her arms. “Go ahead, a good businessman should take any chance he gets to show himself.”

I rolled my eyes, grabbing a water bottle from the tray beside me. “I’ll be back.” Making my way through the crowd of board members, I grabbed Yedgersons arm, pulling him out the door, I shut it behind me. “What’s your name?”

“Ace Yedgerson; I’m sorry, I don’t think that I made myself clear to your mother-”

I nodded, brushing a few strands of hair out of his face, I jerked off the jacket.

“H-Hey-” He watched as I grabbed the jacket off my mother’s secretary. “I need a safety pin, Mars.” Mars nodded, handing me one as he pulled another jacket from his drawer, as well as a portable steamer.

“It’s a power move, and while yes, I did show up in the middle of a board meeting, she’s trying to make a point. What’s your company?” I handed him the jacket, undoing the safety pin, I fixed the jacket so that it hung in a more fitting way.

“It’s a Private Investigation organization.” He pulled a container of hand sanitizer out of his pocket, opening it as I opened another one of Mars’ drawers, pulling out hair gel. “Is your hair naturally unruly?”


“Not important how long have you been apart of the Police Department?”

“Four years.”

“How long exactly?” I pressured, grabbing the tie Mars had held out for me.

“Four years and nine months-”

“Good talk fast enough and we can get away with five years.”

“I’m not going to-”

“Why’d you leave?”

“The head detective-” He grimaced as I ran my fingers through his hair, working the hair gel in.

I turned to Mars, who handed me a container of breath mints. “Pull up information on Detective Cooper from Buffalo Police Department.”

Ace frowned “Why are you helping me with this?”

“Mars and I have spent what-almost 7 years pulling people out of situations that my mother has put them in?” I grabbed the phone from Mars, stepping away.

“It’s your one chance to make an impression if you clean up quick, let Zanie work her charm and roll with the punches, you’ll have several investors eating out of the palm of your hand.” Mars explained “Ms. Sharper views herself as a goddess, she likes to make you think that you should be so lucky as to be in your presence. The only thing she loves more then her hotel chains is Zanie, even if she does show it in a distant-”

“Mars not now!” I called, just as I dialed the number Mars had pulled up. “Detective Cooper, hello, it’s Zanie.”

“I’m sorry?” His voice sounded over the phone, sounding uncertain.

“Oh don’t tell me you’ve forgotten already.” I examined my nails. “I could hardly forget the false alligations you tried to make against me.”

“Ah, Azania Sharp.”

“Sweetheart, don’t think you’re lucky to breathe my first name, let alone use it in full.” I scoffed, putting my hand on my hip. “Listen, quick favor, give me information on Ace Yedgerson.”

“Ah, yes.”

“Good, right?” I pressed, not bothering to let him state too much.


“Excellent, from what I’ve heard, hard worker. Know’s what he’s doing.”

“He was actually on the case with your friend.”

“Oh was he? Funny how he’s no longer working there, did you get them to sack him too or was it because he was smart and walked away?”

“Miss Sharper, I don’t appreciate what you’re implying.” His voice lowered some, footsteps in the background.

“And I don’t appreciate you, at all, but alas I’m still having a phone conversation.” I started slowly back toward Mars and Ace. “So what-say? Excellent, hard worker, from you and everybody else?”

A heavy sigh came on the other end of the line. “Indeed, Ms. Sharper.”

“Good, talk soon, don’t falsely accuse anyone while you persist on being a shady pi-oh did that almost slide out?” I scoffed “Have a good day.”

Mars raised his eyebrows “Well?”

I nodded, sitting on the edge of his desk as I examined Ace. “Before I go in there, I want you to promise something to me.”

Ace gave me a curious look, adjusting the tie Mars had handed him. “What would that be?”

“You investigate something for me.”

He hesitated, before nodding.

“Good, let’s go push the newest Hercule Poirot.”

Wattpad Read Suggestions Part One

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Listen, it’s no surprise that Wattpad is built on stories that are train wrecks, and even has some phenomenal cringe-worthy stories, but even with that, you can’t deny the fact that it is two things;



And listen, I’m a reading cheapskate, so I don’t know what you expect from me, other then, I may have found some real gems on Wattpad, and I’m here to direct you to them.

1. The CEO & the Christian Girl

BY: Nicole Lam/ ntlpurpolia

Don’t read the title and freak out, because, yes, this story follows some of the more common story tropes, but I’ve got to say, this book is INCREDIBLE. No, it’s not one of those stories where the MC suddenly is like “Welp, let me just toss my religion out the window for a guy”. In the story, you read strong character development that makes sense, and overall, there’s just something about it that makes it a real page-turner.

2. Porcelain Skin

BY: K.D Neal/ kario12

I would highly suggest this book if you’re looking for a romance that plays on the COMPLETELY different side of the “nice girl” and is actually the complete opposite. Of course, this particular character writes from her side, of regret for mistakes, and whatnot, but I would STRONGLY suggest this read for a comfortable chic-flic that’s a fun little clean read, as well.

I would also like to note, that if you’ve got like, four dollars to spare, she’s got her book on Kindle, and if you like the story, definitely support her work there!

3. The Technologist

BY: TSHEPISO/ The_Big_Big_k

My dude writes a fine novel. I loved the different points of view, one where it’s more of a mature point of view, and in a character’s that’s the type you don’t mess with. There is some swearing, but it doesn’t take away from the storyline, which is a Sci-Fi novel that seems to flow exactly how I’d imagine the script of a really great movie.

4. Secrets, Lies, & Deadly Ties

BY: Tawni Suchy/Faith_in_Ink

Another ginchtastic story. I found this author at the beginning of my Wattpad years, and only enjoyed her writing as it went on. This is her current work, and it’s a rather enjoyable mystery/romance, that’s clean at the same time. I would DEFINITELY suggest it.

5. Sweet as a Strawberry

BY: im_fluent_in_sarcasm

This story is so stinking’ cute and binge-worthy. I definitely would suggest it! It’s another one of those chick-flicks (can you tell where I go if I’m trying to get a romance fix), that just…

And that concludes today’s suggestions. I wanted to break it up, because, well, I have a room to clean and procrasti-writing to do. That being said, if you’ve read these stories before, I’d love to hear your thoughts! Again, it’s on Wattpad, and it’s free, so who are we to complain, right?


LifeStylist at her Finnnnest

Well, hello there.

I just know you’ve been lurking around the corner, wondering. Will she actually make a lifestyle post?


But I will be making a schedule.

And a story time.

Like one right now!

I was sitting on my bed after a stressful day of realizing a multitude of things, right down to having a full on freak out answering the door to get my lunch. Watching a documentary, preparing for my shower, I had a defining moment in my life:


Seriously, though, when do I ever.

This led me down a series of thoughts and theories (I used the word because it rhymed, don’t judge me), coming to the sudden realization that I, did in fact need a schedule, and you, my dear readers, needed to be a scheduled. I mean, how else will you know what to bring when you read the blog post. I mean, I’m sorry but the beef jerky just isn’t going to fly for some of these weeks.

I digress.

It occurred to me that I was not a make-up blogger (like I still wish to be), and I was in fact, the type of life style blogger to do life with a different kind of style.

A challenge blogger.

Now, this may confuse you, however, I assure you what I’m doing is completely insane, and makes for one hex of a story.

More specifically, let’s just roll into the upcoming events.

March 20th, 2019- Ten Dollar Outfit Challenge (That’s right, all you ‘let’s make an outfit for under one hundred dollars’ are going to be crying, I’m doing it under ten dollars).

March 27th, 2019-  Trying everything people have suggested to me for cystic acne

April 3rd, 2019- Eating on a dollar for a day

April 10th, 2019- I ate Vegan for a week

April 17th-Misfit Story Award Winners (Wattpad Story Competition)

April 24th- No Posts (Break Week)

So what are your thoughts. I’m working to start planning the next cycle of posts, so do you have any lifestyle posts you’d like to see? What are your thoughts on these posts? I’d love to hear!

Stay Ginchy!



I have Failed

I told you I didn’t have an attention span. I also mentioned in yesterday’s post that I had an INSANE week. I did, however, write seven hundred words on the story. And I lost four thousand words on a different story.

Amongst other writing events that happened, I just kinda wrote out story tropes and such. So anywhozzles.

What is today’s Writer’s Square about? Well, I don’t know. I don’t know if you can tell by the time this goes up, but I’m an hour past my deadline, and I’m tired. That being said, I was thinking DESPERATELY about what I can post, and I have decided to go back in time.

To when I started my Wattpad Account. When I wrote my very first story, and posted a draft on here. To say, it’s coming back. In case you don’t keep up with my Wattpad, last year I pulled the story Under Morbid, otherwise known as three other days, because I was burned out and confused. Well guess what’s coming back.

Yes folks, that’s right (or should I say, write), it’s coming back.

Now it’s also occurred to me that I still have to write the first chapter, so rather then compare, let’s make a nod to last year’s plug, and plug this year’s story: Real True Royals, by MentallyHaziWords (me)

A Preveiw

“Okay, I’m sure we can come up with a reasonable explanation for this.” Macy said, staring at the painted explosion on the cabnites.
Zenix sighed and shook his head slowly. “I never expected the outcome to be like this.”
Cooper groaned and set the fire extinguisher on the counter. “I’m almost positive that there is no logical or reasonable explanation on why we thought that the hair dye would uncongeal by warming it up. It has a flammable warning on it.”
“A science project?” Nyx offered helplessly.
“Yeah, but that still doesn’t explain why we had to shave your hair.” Macy said, pointing at Nyx’s now buzz-cut hair style.
“I’ve decided I’m dropping out of school and I am going to join the military early.” Nyx said, patting his head self consciously.
“I think we’re all going to be going to Military School when dad gets home.” Zenix said, setting a can of salt on the counter.
“I say we blame this one on Cooper, he’s the oldest.” Nyx said, pointing at Cooper who was covered in extinguisher solution, and pink liquid.
“Yeah, but Macy’s the only one allowed in the kitchen after last year’s incident, so it’s her fault for not stopping us!” Cooper cried, pointing at Macy, who was attempting to grab the damaged pot with a pot-holder.
“Yeah, but this entire thing was Zenix’s idea!” Macy yelled, accidently dropping the pot on the floor, causing burnt dye to cover her sneakers and the kitchen tile.
At that moment the back door opened, their father, Mr.Nadier entered the room with a tired expression.
He glanced at his children, same expression on his face. He set down his backpack on the kitchen table. “So where do you all intend to get jobs?”
All four shifted uncomfortably, eyes focusing on varying parts of the room.
“I hope you know that from the looks of it, we won’t be able to eat anything other than canned foods for the next few months until you can pay for repairs-and Nyx, a new hair cut.” Mr.Nadier said calmly, still looking unfazed.
“I’m sorry, it’s just Nyx wanted to dye his hair and we found some old pink hair dye in the cabnites and we thought we’d give it a try but-” Mr.Nadier didn’t let Macy finish her long winded, grammatically incorrect sentence.
“Cooper get on the computer and find out the total cost for replacing the cabnites, stove and flooring. Nyx, go take a shower and try to wash the pink out of your skin, Macy, throw the pan away and go throw your shoes in the wash. Zenix…why…” Mr.Nadier sighed and covered his mouth with his hand. “How are you covered in green dye while everyone else is covered in pink dye?”
Zenix hesitated. “I mean, I may or may not have accidently spilt some green food dye on myself and Checkered.”
Mr.Nadier nodded slowly, sighing.
“Give Checkered a bath.”
All four of the kids shuffled out of the room reluctantly, leaving Mr.Nadier to his thoughts.
Life had been rather unfortunate since his wife ran off with the Truck Driver from New York, not to mention, things were becoming more and more tight, financially. If only a miracle would happen…
Mr.Nadier’s phone rang aggressively in his pocket, pulling him out of his thoughts. The number wasn’t quiet recognizable, however, he was often called by his students for help on finding rescources and such. He answered the phone, trying to wipe away the exhaustion that lingered in his voice.
“Ah yes, Hello, is this Adrian Nadier?” A slightly accented voice asked, sounding mildly rushed.
Mr.Nadier sat down at the kitchen table, aching, tense body sighing relief. “This is he.”
“Excellent! Marvellous! My name is Jace Etterson, calling from the Ettersons and Madin’s law firm.”The voice said, some shifting of papers coming from his side line.
Mr.Nadier stiffled a groan. His late mother’s more-than-obnoxious lawyer. “Oh hey Jace, what do you want?”
Jace apparently paused what he was doing for a moment, because the rustling of papers silenced. “We received your mother’s will, and it seems she’s left you quiet a substantial inheritance.”
Mr.Nadier watched as Macy tossed the ruined pan in the trash, all the while reading a thick book. “Look, I can’t take anymore Porcelian dolls. I had to put the others in storage because some Anime of Macy’s put her in extreme terror of Porcelian dolls.”
“Actually, Adrian, it’s much larger than Porcelian dolls or China plates. In fact, I can’t comfortably talk about it on the phone.” Jace said, sounding serious.
“I can’t afford to fly back out to New York, Jace. My students have finals, and the last trip took it out of me.” Mr.Nadier said listening to Zenix argue with the families howling Dalmatian.
“Checkered, you can’t keep eating the table. I need you to take a bath!”
The argumentive dog howled back, in response, sounds of a thump following.
“Actually, Adrian, it’s mandatory that you meet me to discuss the conversation, which is why I’ve decided to make a trip out to that little town of yours.”Jace said, the rustling continued. “So, I’ll see you Saturday at three.”
“Jace, I’m bu-”
“Stay safe, Adrian, and tell you sister I said hi.”
And then Jace hung up, leaving Mr.Nadier utterly stunned.
Macy’s urgent voice pulled him out of his second trance for the night.”Dad, I think we’re gonna have to take Cooper to the hospital!”

And that concludes today’s post! For the story, make sure you check out my Wattpad account MentallyHaziWords, and I did you all, a very Ginchy day!

Remember to live your life like the ginchy story that it is!


It’s just a Short Ride

Because it’s extra late, and this one is extra tired, let’s make this post suppah easay.

Here’s preview of a Wattpad Story to come “It’s Just a Short Ride”.

Everest stared dully at the TV anchored to the corner of her room. Another luxury she had never really enjoyed. Everest had vowed a long time ago to never get close to anything, or anyone. Until that moment. Suddenly, things seemed different, if only in a way that she could adapt too. Usually, Everest was quite expendable. She was passive, really. The words from the doctor echoed in her head. “We have results from the test back.” His thick, bushy eyebrows furrowed as he examined his tablet, eyes filled with wonder. Her parents sat beside the examining table, looking worn, and aged beyond there years. Her mother’s dark brown eyes, rimmed with dark circles, still showed a glimmer of hope. Her mother had always been the most hopeful in her family, not to say that her husband wasn’t, however, what mother would openly accept the loss of their child before their own passing?

Right, I want honest thoughts and opinions on this. And for those wondering about the Story Break Down, here it is:

Everest Megillan has never felt like she’s had anywhere to go, or anything to do with life itself. Why should she? After all, ever since she was a young girl she’s been destined for an impending doom that was spiraling faster to her than others: death.
Years of dealing with cancer, and life expectancy diagnostics has left her bitter-but suddenly, when the cancer itself leaves her, Everest is suddenly stuck with a factor that is earth shattering: She has to live.
Aware of Everest’s uncertainty to start, her older brother, Clark, fresh out the military, decides to take her with him on a wild road trip.
However on the road trip, with a series of concerning events, the siblings learn a key to life: That as scary and unknown as it may be, Life is just a short ride.

I want to make it clear that I don’t know too much about this mindset, however, what I hope to achieve in this story is just alot of heart and emotion.

So that concludes today’s post!

Did you like the little story preview? Do you think I should do more of these as I release stories? Do you use Wattpad? If so, do you write on there, because I’d love to check out your work!

Remember to live your life like the Ginchy story that it is!


Character Files:Emma Christine

I told ya’ll I’d be making this post, but now the question is, are you ready?

****HALP I’ve screwed up my sleep schedule. I’m so tired but interestingly enough, super energized.****

Okay, so the first person I interviewed was Emma Christine, a young teenage author on Wattpad, who writes inspirational Christian Books, whether it be teen fiction or inspiring devotionals.

So because I’m running low on battery charge, and I’ve run out of adjectives (boy my grammar expertise are shining through here), let’s jump into the interview.

Me: The first question is, when did you start writing?

Emma: Well, I first started writing when I was around six, then I started full-on writing when I was twelve.

Me: Ah, wow, that’s so cool! I didn’t really get into writing until I was twelve. Anyway, next question, what’s the first story you wrote?

Emma: My first story I wrote was “I promise I Won’t Fall”-which I think has about 800 reads-was about this girl who meets a boy, falls in love gets married, yadda yadda yadda, she also meets her long-lost cousin. It’s a quiet cringy, and I don’t know how people enjoyed that book.

Me: So is there a quote/verse/song that inspires you?

Emma: Everything you ever wanted is a step outside your comfort zone.

Me: That’s a nice one! When do you write (morning/night/afternoon)?

Emma: All the time, I don’t really have a set time.😄

Me: Same! Do you use writing prompts?

Emma: Not really, I just kinda use other books for inspiration.

Me: I’m with you on that one! So what’s the hardest part of writing?

Emma: When you don’t know what to write about! I have super bad writer’s block, and I have 0 inspiration, but it gets better!

Me: Writers Block is the worst! So what’s the easiest part of writing?

Emma: You get to express yourself, and others, through characters, and make up worlds; it’s really fun.

Me: Two more questions! What’s the writing piece your most proud of, and what’s your favorite genre to write?

Emma: I don’t really have a piece I’m most proud of, and I love to write teen fic!

And that wraps up my interview with Emma Christine! And if you couldn’t tell already, she’s an incredible person!

Make sure if you’re on Wattpad to follow her @ emalynnxoxo.

And if not, check out her stories anyway!

Thank you so much, Emma, for doing this interview, and stay tuned next week for my next interview!

Remember to live your life like the ginchy story that it is (but don’t turn it into a soap opera, because eating soap and singing is a terrible life choice).