Is there anything more perfect to pick up on wet, windy, grey days than a cosy Agatha Christie Poirot novel? I’m not new to Christie, I read And Then There Were None last year and thoroughly enjoyed it so I thought it was about time I picked up another one of her classics. Despite being one of Christie’s most loved works, I did not start with over-hyped expectations and felt that I could give it an objective read, although after liking ATTWN so much I did expect to enjoy it, which luckily I did. I must state right at the beginning though, Continue reading “Murder on the Orient Express | Agatha Christie | a review”
So for the first time in an age, I’m in a bit of a reading slump. I’m very much a mood reader and normally, once I’ve started a series I will binge read all the available sequels in a row but at the moment, I’m really struggling to commit to anything. In the past, if I’ve ever had a slump I just change genre and I get all excited about reading again. This isn’t really working for me this time and it’s making me feel a bit lost. I love to have a book on the go so I can just turn off, escape into a different world and forget reality for a while, and the knowledge that I have that escape at the end of my fingertips is calming. So it’s weirdly uncomfortable not knowing where to go next. Continue reading “Reading Different Genres – The Story of my Book Slump”
One of my favourite things about reading is discovering a new genre/subgenre for the first time. It was last summer that I made the conscious decision to read more fantasy fiction and I haven’t looked back, but I do enjoy the occassional crime story (hello Sherlock Holmes). Luckily I have discovered a happy balance: fantasy heist novels. This realisation came after recently finishing Leigh Bardugo’s Six of Crows. I loved it. I enjoyed the unpredictabiliy of the plot and how the impossibility of the job brought tension to the characters and affected their behaviour. It was when I began to write my review in my book journal that I remembered this was why I loved Sanderson’s The Final Empire, another heist story. Continue reading “For the Love of Heist”
2015 was a really great year for me reading-wise. It was my first full year out of full time education. The year I could finally read all those books I’d been hauling from university halls to my first home. Weirdly, the first 6 months I was in a bit of a slump. I read some really great books but it just took me foreeeever to get through them. Around June, I remembered I LOVED fantasy. I remembered that Game of Thrones was fantasy. I remembered that other fantasy series exist and I should probably try to read them. I remembered that I loved YA. I hadn’t read a YA book since I was a teen. I soon remedied the fantasy/YA shaped hole in my life. I finally had my reading groove back. I devoured books again. And it made me a much happier person. I’d forgotten how much I’d missed the ‘it’s midnight and I need to get up in 5 hours but I can’t put down this book’ feeling; that feeling of escapism after a really crappy day. And finally, I discovered some amazing authors who have become my new favourites! I am very excited to read more of their work in 2016; their back-catalogues and new releases alike! Continue reading “2015 Faves – Authors”
Okay so I must begin with a confession. I started the month reading Jessica Cornwall’s The Serpent Papers. I read the first half but really struggled to get into it. I found the prose difficult to follow and there was a heavy focus on alchemy, without much explanation. The blurb was brilliant, and really made me want to read it. But in reality, I wasn’t enjoying it and life is too short to plod on reading books you don’t enjoy! So, I gave my copy to my boyfriend’s boss and got started on CJ Sansom’s epic sequel to Dissolution.
There is always a worry with sequels that the story will be less enticing, new characters less likeable and that plot lines might be more predictable now you know the protagonist better. None of these apply to the brilliant Shardlake series. Continue reading “Dark Fire by CJ Sansom – A Review”