‘Children’ vs ‘Adult’ books… Or, you know. Just books.

As much as I love music, people, and Nutella, the greatest love of my life has been, and will always be, books.

That’s just how it is. The feeling of finishing a book for the first time, and the emptiness you’re left with is a kind of masochistic addiction that I always need more of.

And, look, I’ve tried to be a book snob. I love Dorian Gray and Great Expectations as much as anyone!

But reading classics is like eating an entire cake; it seems like a great idea at first, and you’re really into it! But the novelty quickly wears off, and you’re left feeling a little ill and wishing you had chosen to do anything but that. Yet now the challenge has started and god damn it, you have to finish this entire cake.

But there is a certain prestige that comes with reading The Three Musketeers, and The Odyssey, and Hamlet, when you’re not studying them in school. I would love to be able to read them, remember what happens, and pretend to sound like an intellectual. I have a theory that people read these kinds of books for the ‘stimulating thoughts’ they get from them.

Personally, I’d rather read something fun, but if you want to ‘grow’ your ideas and ‘mature’ as a person, then be my guest!

Though, children’s lit does this too, at a child’s level. Still discussions of death, of living life while you can, of discrimination, abuse, love, hate, war… just, in fewer, easier to understand words.

Same software, different casing, right?

This is why Rick Riordan, Anthony Horowitz, Michael Scott and Lemony Snicket will always be on my list of favourite authors. They tell adult stories in a kid friendly way. They don’t talk down to kids, they don’t patronize them. They simply make the same themes more accessible and easier to read.

And how could I not look up to these authors when I’m trying to do the same dang thing?

 

 

 

Day 20: Why I Suck

#1: I say I’m going to post every day in November and don’t post every day in November.

In all honesty, I feel like I’ve had good reasons for not posting – like I had the World’s Worst Day yesterday – but I feel like I should have posted on the day explaining why nothing’s going up. So I apologize.

#2:  I randomly go offline in the middle of a Facebook conversation.

There’s no reason behind me doing this; you haven’t pissed me off, you’re not boring, and I haven’t fallen asleep. I just couldn’t think of a way to end the conversation properly and, for that, I am sorry.

#3: I tweet too much.

I cannot make an apology for this. It just so happens that I love using twitter to send a running commentary of my innermost thoughts to the internet. There just tends to be a lot of thoughts happening all at once, so my twitter feed is also a mess.

#4: I leave my drying up in the rack and just take from the rack when I need something.

I’m pretty sure this drives my flatmates up the walls (sorry squad) but some habits are hard to break. Being incredibly lazy is one of them. But hey, at least this means I’m doing my washing up, and am not just using the same glass that’s been sitting on my desk for 5 days now and just topping it up with different liquids…

#5: I use the same glass that’s been sitting on my desk for 5 days.

#6: I’m either constantly annoying my flatmates, or I feel like I am.

There are a lot of things that can go in this category, but I don’t really know how to interact with them properly, I feel like I’m being rude sitting in my room, I feel like I’m bothering them when I’m not, and I play guitar waaaayyy too loudly to be acceptable… need I go on?

#7: I’ve written a blog post entitled Why I Suck when (although I think all this is true) I mostly think I’m a pretty good person.

Day 12: Favourite Books as a Kid

Whenever I went into town as a kid, the only place I wanted to go was Waterstones. There was a point in my childhood, when I was about seven or eight, when we would go into town about twice a month and I never left without a new book.

All pocket money and birthday money went on books, on collecting books from a series, only to get distracted halfway through by a new series and start collecting them. The most frustrating thing for me, as an eight year old, was if they didn’t have the next book I needed to complete the set.

This happened a lot with the Secret Seven collection of books – they never had certain ones, so eventually I gave up collecting them.

I still own copies of most of the books I loved as a kid:

Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel

I think I started reading this when I was nine?

The first in this series was a birthday present from a family member, and I adored this series. It’s about twins (as a twin, stories about them have a special place in my heart) who meet historical figures, creatures from myth and legend.

The only issue was that I got a kindle when I was 13, and now have half the series as book, and half on kindle. It’s a bit annoying, but that’s my fault.

This may have been the first series I cried at the ending of.

Inkheart

I wish I still owned this trilogy. Got them when I was 10, read them when I was 10, went to a charity shop when I was 14.

It’s about a girl who loves to read, and bringing characters to life through reading.

The Secret Series

I’m sorry, I’m not allowed to tell you anything about these books. I signed a contract.

Percy Jackson

There are some Percy Jackson books sitting on my shelf at uni right now. Centred on Greek myth and legend, these books are the best and I think they should be required reading in schools but then, what do I know? They should be read by everybody.

There are so many more books I loved as a kid, but these are the ones I recall loving and obsessing over for a long time. What are some of your favourite books?

See you tomorrow for some more discussion on music!

 

 

 

 

Day 5: On Alcohol

This post was supposed to be next week, according to the schedule. However, the music related one can’t go up, because I forgot to take out some recording equipment for the weekend, so here we are instead.

There’s really only one reason I don’t drink, and, for once, it’s not as pretentious as I usually am.

When I’m really struggling with anxiety and stress and worry, I can have panic attacks – my breathing gets really short, my heart feels like it’s going to explode and every thing I’ve ever done wrong in my entire life flashes before my eyes; it really isn’t a fin experience.

But when it passes – and it always passes – I’m left feeling shaky, weak and like I’m wading through air.

And that’s the same feeling I have when drunk. Or, not drunk, because I’m not sure I’ve ever had enough to be drunk. But when I’m tipsy, I guess you could say.

And since the association I have with that feeling is panic attacks, I’d rather not be reminded of it. Especially when I’ve drank and am more liable to talk about personal stuff.

Day 2: Top 10 Songs Ever. Of All Time.

Music is one of my favourite things in the whole world – from playing and singing it, to sitting in a darkened room with headphones in. Music has a way of explaining what we’re feeling, even more than poetry does, because the chords and melodies add a new level to the story.

Here’s a comprehensive list of my top 10 songs – they’re a mix of genres so I’m positive there’s something for everyone!

10) High School Never Ends – Bowling For Soup

With guitar riffs and a great drum beat, Bowling for Soup are one of my favourite punk-pop bands. This song is so nostalgic and accurate, you can’t help but love it!
Fans of classic punk-pop will love this!

9) i know this: – Rachel Kann

This is so brutally honest and from the heart– it’s like listening to a slam poem with a funky drum beat and trumpet solo.

Just pure poetry, I love this song for the rhymes and rhythm and Rachel’s damn fantastic lyrics.

Would recommend if you like anything a bit weird and different.

8) Room Where It Happened – the cast of  Hamilton

Let’s be real, I probably could have put any Hamilton song on this list because they’re all my favourites, but this song is objectively the best. There’s rap if you’re into that (I am) but there’s singing if you’re into that instead (I am) and it’s not too hard to play on guitar (a necessity for me)!

As far as musical songs go, this could be in the Charts. The normal, not-Broadway-related charts. And no one would bat an eyelid.

7) Nine in the Afternoon – Panic! At The Disco

Just the concept of this Panic! song is interesting and weird and cool. It’s so happy and cheerful and positive, you can’t help but want to sing along to these bizarre lyrics.

6) Thatcher Fucked the Kids – Frank Turner

Yes this song contains swearing, so maybe don’t listen to this around your family (sorry family!) Frank goes in a different direction than first appears; it reflects a popular idea, however, and I love the disdain for the wealthy in this song. Unfortunately, I could only find a live version, but the quality is still really good.

5) High Tide Rising – Fox

THE RIFFS IN THIS SONG OMG

Sorry. Bit of a geek for guitar riffs. Ahem.

Though the vocals and lyrics are good, I love this song for the riffs. God damn.

4) Uma Thurman – Fall Out Boy

There was no way I could make this list without putting my fave on the list; we’re going back to the riffs again. Every time I hear this, I have to dance. It’s almost compulsory – if you need a feel good jumpy jumpy song, this is by far the best one on the list for that.

3) I Am Disappeared – Frank Turner

I’m sorry, I know, another Frank Turner song. He’s just so good though – just listen to everything he’s put out!

This is my favourite song to play on guitar at the moment, not mention, it’s fantastic for practising harmonies! The lyrics are unparalleled: Frank’s lyrics are always unparalleled.
There’s just a couple of songs I like more…

2) This Too Shall Pass – Danny Schmidt

This song tells a story from the bible (I think) though I’m not sure what that story is. Again, like number 9, there is poetry here, both in lyrics and music, that just sends shivers down my spine.

1) The Contract – Area 11

My favourite band. You know everyone has a couple of songs on an album that you don’t particularly like?

With Area 11, I love everything they’ve put out. And they’re amazing live.

As with Frank Turner, I would say to listen to all of their music. But, if you’re going to choose one, pick this one – fantastic vocals, outstanding guitar and drum beat, and I think it’s a step up from their last album – the whole of Modern Synthesis is, in all honesty.

And there we go! My top 10 songs of all time, ever. I’m always looking for new songs to listen to though, so leave me some recs in the comments and I’ll be sure to check them out! 🙂

 

 

 

 

So many books, so little shelf room…

I wanted to write something deep and meaningful about moving out of my childhood home in a week’s time to go to university, but I think I’m going to scare myself if I do. Instead, I’m going to give you a run down of the books I am taking to uni and why.

All of the online forums say that you don’t really get much storage space in Halls – where I’ll be living – so I don’t think I can bring them all. I want to bring them all.

  1. The Heroes of Olympus – Rick Riordan
    I love Rick Riordan’s writing style and especially his characters (that’s really where I fall in love with books) so I couldn’t not take something written by him. Percy Jackson might be the more classic choice, but I’ve read that series a lot, and this one I’ve only read fully once. I don’t care what my youngest brother says, re-reads are golden.
  2. Kingmaker: King breaker – Karen Miller
    Check out my last post for why I’m taking this series; I got the second in the series and am waiting till I get to my dorm to start it. I figured I’d need something quiet to do to fulfil my introverted need to recharge after parties and people time. When I get the third book (not for a while, judging on my weekly budget) it’ll join the others on my uni shelf.
  3. The Three Musketeers
    I’ve had this book on my shelf for over three years and it hasn’t been read yet. If I take it with me, I’m more likely to read it, right?
  4. The Song of Achilles – Madeline Miller
    This is a beautiful book that took Tumblr by storm about a year ago. I loved it, but have only read it once, so I want to give it another tearful read through.
  5. The Dresden Files – Jim Butcher
    Recommended by a favourite streamer of mine (Ryan Haywood of Achievement Hunter) I got the first two books in this TEN PART SERIES. Honestly, ten books! How will my student loan cope?! Regardless, I loved the first one and want to give this series another go, even if I’m ordering the others from the library.
  6. All of the gothic texts I studies at A Level
    I realise most people would never read their A Level texts again, but I really did enjoy reading them. They were The Bloody Chamber, Frankenstein and Doctor Faustus, and I’m hoping they’ll give me that little bit of extra motivation when I need it – I thought I’d do really badly in English but I ended up doing really well, it’ll remind me I can do things blah blah blah etc.

Andddd that’s it! I know that doesn’t seem like a lot, but I’m hoping there are 5 HoO books, 3 K:K books, 2 DF and 3 gothics, so it comes to around 13 books in total.
Then there’s the others in the incompleted series…

Basically, I want to have enough books so I don’t have to buy more (or collect more from home) but I also want to be able to read them all, so I can do a rotation at Christmas. That’s the dream. Of course, I’ll keep you guys updated as I read them: in all honesty, doing blog posts on what I’m reading makes me more motivated to read and finish more books! Maybe I should do that with school work too!

 

 

Reading Update #3

I finished reading The Innocent Mage by Karen Miller about 10 minutes ago.

God damn, I forgot how much I loathed cliff hanger endings.

Lets start at the beginning – This book is about a young man (Asher) who is destined to save the world. Unfortunately, what he’s supposed to ve the world from, and how, isn’t exactly made clear throughout this book, so I can’t tell you that. The world is very intricate, with many sub-plots and add ons that I think will come back to haunt us.

In all honesty, this can sometimes feel overwhelming, like as a reader, you’re bogged down with too much information to process it properly, but Miller does it in a way that enriches the world and enables you to more fully empathise with the characters plights.

And oh what a series of plights they are. I won’t tell you about them, because that would be spoiling basically the entire novel, but I will say there are many difficulties ranging from mild annoyance at your favourite character being faced with this, to  heartbreak at how anybody could spend so long writing a character and setting them up for such a horrible situation.

Though I am prone to hyperbole, this is not an example of it.

Most of the characters are extremely likable (and if not, you can at least sympathise with their motives) and the plot, while it seems to spiral in all directions, seems to all link together just in time for the next book.

Which I currently don’t own and I am angrily scouring the shelves of Amazon for. Seriously, I hate cliffhangers.

Would I recommend this book? I’m not sure. I think it’s outstanding, one of the best fantasy books I’ve ever read – and I breathed fantasy when I saw younger – but I feel it’s one of those cult books, destined to be passionately read by a group of dedicated followers. I hope I’m wrong, and this books comes into the mainstream, with merchandise and film contract, but it’s just a very odd story. So much rides on how much you like the characters; if you don’t like the main few, I doubt you’d finish the books. It just so happens that I fell in love with all of them, so it was an easy read.

Next up: The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime

I know nothing about this books, but one of my close friends told me I’d love it, so here we go!

 

Summer Reading Update #2

Well, I’ve already failed in my summer target, but I do have some excuses behind this.

  1. I was given more shifts at work than I anticipated.
  2. The books on my list were mainly classic and difficult to read, so I kinda didn’t really want to read them
  3. There was just not enough time given to read each book.

Andddd… I’ve already bought two new books. But hey, it was results day, my results were good and Waterstones was having a buy one get one half price deal on sci-fi and fantasy.

I did manage to finish The House of Silk by Anthony Horowitz, one of my favourite authors ever, and it was outstanding.
It’s a Sherlock Holmes story (set in Victorian England but written by Watson during the first World War) about a man who thinks a villain from his past is hunting him down to kill him. This tale twists and turns into something intensely complex and intriguing, crime and incriminations threading through the British Government itself. Holmes’ discovery is deeply shocking and heartbreaking, and I was very nearly moved to tears when finishing it during a long wait in the GP’s surgery, but it does capture a scarcely discussed aspect of Victorian London in a very enlightening way.

As for the writing, I could sing praises about Horowitz all day. He maintains his own style that I’ve come to love from his Power of Five series, but somehow still emulates Conan Doyle in the characterisations and language used. Definite recommendation from me – it’s much simpler to read than traditional Holmes’ stories, even though it’s twice the length of most!

Next, I’m reading The Innocent Mage by Karen Miller (I finally started watching a play through  of Dragon Age: Inquisition and have become a little obsessed with Mages) so I’ll update when I’ve finished!

Summer Reading Update #1

Great Expectations by Charles Dickens

To begin my summer reading project of reading all of the neglected books on my shelf, I led with a book not even on my shelf. I took it out of the library  about a month ago, because I was sad our Gothic literature topic had ended.

This was the first Dickens book I’ve ever read, and, like most people, thought it to be dull, hard, difficult to get into and just unenjoyable. I was so wrong.

It’s undeniable that there are passages that drag, and a fair amount of description,  but as this is in a similar style to The Lord of the Rings, though not nearly as much, I couldn’t really complain about it. These passages are also fairly short, and I found myself skimming over them without detracting from the actual story, which helped a lot.

The story is fantastic. Without spoiling too much, it’s built upon a series of coincidences that align in such a perfect way that you only realise what’s going to happen as it happens, leaving you on tenderhooks throughout the story. This is 0ne of my favourite things about reading it; I genuinely had to put the book down and pause for a moment, because everything had aligned so perfectly to a single moment.

Even more so than the plot line, the characterisation was perfect. Pip is the right mix of sweet and bratty, spoilt and selfless, and in typical Dickensian style, there are some truly horrendous characters (looking at you, Compeyson) that I felt physically angry reading about. I also noticed the influence of Frankenstien, I think – it was implicitly mentioned, but Pip reminded me so much of Victor in his conflicting desires, it was rather scary.

I would say read this book if you like the Gothic, if you like a challenge and Victorian London in general. I would also say to keep in mind while reading that Dickens’ books often end happily, even when it all seems hopeless.

Next up, I’m reading House of Silk by Anthony Horowitz, a favourite author of mine. Can’t wait to get started!

What Orlando (and humanity) has lost.

Today in Orlando, Florida, it is estimated that over 50 people were murdered at a gay club.

Each of these people had their own hope and dreams, families, friends, loved ones and ambitions. They loved and were loved in return, bringing a rainbow shaped ounce of joy and happiness into the world by being unapologetically themselves, in a space designed specifically for them, and to keep them safe.

Unfortunately, evil and darkness seeps it’s way into even the most loving of places.

A deprived creature (as he must have been to suffocate this measure of freedom), devoid of the ability to see love, murdered these people. He took their lives, and no reason, no excuse or logic behind it will ever be good enough. Because there is no reasoning or excuse and certainly no logic.

No remorse or guilt or, heaven forbid, apology, can ever be good enough. It was malicious and vile, and I hope he knows how evil he is for doing this, and I truly hope, from the bottom of my heart, that he lives the rest of his forsaken life suffering in a bare and bleak jail cell, tormented by the knowledge of what he has stolen from the world in the way of hope.

I doubt that he will, but I sincerely hope he does. And that, someday, his broken and nightmarish soul will engulf him, in the same way that his heartless and vicious act has engulfed my hope for humanity.