If you’re anything like me then you probably have an unhealthy attachment to most books. You can’t bear to get rid of them, even though their piled up under your bed, in your cupboard, one literary Jenga game waiting to tumble down and knock you senseless. You would probably still love them even then. But, like with most of the objects we collect, there are certain books that mean something more to me. It might be to do with the writing, the way a book makes me feel, or it might be because it was a gift, or I read it at a certain time. So, what with the dreaded move which involved a look of book lifting and rearranging, I thought now would be the perfect time to revisit some of the books that have a special meaning to me. Continue reading “READING LISTS: Books That Have Sentimental Value”
Top Ten Tuesday is a weekly meme hosted by The Broke and the Bookish. Each week they post a different topic that one of their bloggers answers, and they invite others to join in, by posting their answers as a comment of by creating their own blog post.
This week’s topic is Top Ten Unique Book Titles. There are certainly an unusual book titles out there! Some draw you in, others might put you off. I’ve decided to choose ten unique titles of books I want to read/have read. Continue reading “Top Ten Tuesday- 24th October 2017”
“Maybe when people longed for a thing that bad the longing made them trust anything that might give it to them.”
Carson McCullers, The Heart is a Lonely Hunter (1940)
It’s hard to believe that Carson McCullers wrote this book at just 23 years old, not just because of her evident talent as a writer but because of her deep understanding of human nature. She moves effortlessly from the musings of an aging black doctor to the adventurous mind of a young girl, and in doing so weaves together the collective voices of the South. To me, it’s what makes McCullers such a compelling writer. Continue reading “REVIEW: The Heart is a Lonely Hunter by Carson McCullers”
My father rung me a couple of weeks ago and was more cryptic than usual. He told me there was a package being delivered to my house sometime in the week that was a gift for me. He wouldn’t say what.
A couple of days later The Heart is a Lonely Hunter appeared through my letterbox. I haven’t read any of Carson McCullers work, but the book’s premise – a lonely deaf-mute who becomes a confidante to the people around him- interests me. It was McCullers debut novel, published when she was just 23, a year older than me which as an aspiring writer is an inspiring story. It’s definitely going straight onto my To Read list!