What happened tomorrow

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”Time Present and Time Past” by Deirdre Madden is a book of small volume yet powerful. Reading it was like slicing through a rich multilayered cake. We are invited to see just a piece of Fintan’s and his immediate family’s life, with no particular event starting or ending the story, just a slice of their lives. It was a philosophical insight into time and our relationship with it.

It was a reflection on the past generations, how they influenced us and how close or distant we feel from them, as well as a reflection on how we think about the future. I recall one description that I particularly liked: ”To engage too much with the future, in all its fragility and uncertainty, can make us feel dizzy with unease.” I don’t know about you, but this is exactly how I feel when I concentrate too much on thinking about the future. I personally also did some digging into the past when I was gathering information for my family tree, and I know how fascinating it can be to be able to see how people used to live, especially when they were your relatives. You are acutely aware that whatever happened to them has probably influenced your life in some way. They might have never known you, might have not ever met you or imagined your existence, yet you feel so close to them. You may be looking at their pictures, if you are lucky to have them, and see the resemblance to yourself, your mother or your father.

Fintan experiences moments when he feels detached from his reality. He takes interest in old photographs and through them tries to glimpse into the past. He has discussions with one of his sons, Niall, on whether or not the pictures show a truthful image of the past times. In the background, other members of his family are trying to come to terms with their past. His aunt Beth grieving after her husband’s passing and his sister Marina helping her but herself carrying a heavy secret.

Fintan also thinks about the future, as every parent probably does, he wonders about the choices his adolescent sons are making and what future they are going to make for themselves. The economic times of the early XXI century in Ireland are also shown as having a strong impact in shaping their future lives, as they have had for many other families. All the reflections that you come across while reading about the Buckley family are quite universal. 

Yes, I enjoyed this book and I am gladly awarding it 3 long-arrow-up-right-300pxlong-arrow-up-right-300pxlong-arrow-up-right-300px arrows, sparrows or binoculars. Did I mention I paid 3 euro for it?

Arrows, sparrows or binoculars rating

long-arrow-up-right-300pxlong-arrow-up-right-300pxlong-arrow-up-right-300pxlong-arrow-up-right-300pxlong-arrow-up-right-300pxone of the best books I read

long-arrow-up-right-300pxlong-arrow-up-right-300pxlong-arrow-up-right-300pxlong-arrow-up-right-300pxcharmed

long-arrow-up-right-300pxlong-arrow-up-right-300pxlong-arrow-up-right-300pxgood read

long-arrow-up-right-300pxlong-arrow-up-right-300pxdisappointed, I thought it was going to be better

long-arrow-up-right-300pxdon’t waste your time

Maybe next Friday

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Maggie in “I Still Dream About You” by Fannie Flagg, decides she should end her existence. She doesn’t have anything to look forward to. She is middle aged and single, no children to watch them grow, no possibility of ever having grandchildren. Maggie’s decision to end her life was so matter of fact that it made me frown, it was funny in a black comedy kind of way. Furthermore it was comical to see the everyday things getting in the way of her plan – she promised her friend they would go to the Theater together, so she changes the date on her goodbye letter, postponing her suicide. I am not sure if this was convincing for me though. Maggie claims she has been sad for a while, and it very well might be true, but the sadness did not come through the pages, she seemed far too busy to have time to be sad. More importantly, can such a final decision really be made so emotionlessly?

As a former Miss Alabama, a winner of a beauty contest, that in her state apparently meant a lot, she grew very tired having to live up the expectations of others. What was intriguing is how Maggie became happier and more carefree once she stopped worrying about everyday things. She notices that herself but again is quite indifferent to it, she barely comments ”Oh, well.”.

The book has it strenghts. The descriptions of the Birmingham city in Alabama and the way it has been changing throughout the years, are particularly good. However the story line wasn’t as gripping as I had hoped it would be. It didn’t call to me to keep reading. I felt that I didn’t get to know the protagonist quick enough. I was about half way through the book when it finally, though still slowly, started to reveal events from her life enabling me to understand what might have lead Maggie to her decision. Without getting to know Maggie in time, I wasn’t given a chance to like her enough to care to keep reading, to relate to her in some way.

There is a little story hidden in the book involving previous owners of a house that Maggie, who works as a real estate agent, tries to sell. As much as I enjoyed the mystery about Edwina and her twin brother Edward, I do wonder if perhaps the book wouldn’t be interesting enough witout it.

Overall, I will give the book 3 adam-lowe-blue-kite-300px adam-lowe-blue-kite-300pxadam-lowe-blue-kite-300pxkites, clouds or ice-cubes but it had to fight for it. So, if you are curious to find out if Maggie’s live will get in the way of her dying plan or if she carries it out, you will have to read the book and see for yourself.

Kites, clouds or ice-cubes rating

adam-lowe-blue-kite-300pxadam-lowe-blue-kite-300pxadam-lowe-blue-kite-300pxadam-lowe-blue-kite-300pxadam-lowe-blue-kite-300pxone of the best books I read

adam-lowe-blue-kite-300pxadam-lowe-blue-kite-300pxadam-lowe-blue-kite-300pxadam-lowe-blue-kite-300pxcharmed

adam-lowe-blue-kite-300pxadam-lowe-blue-kite-300pxadam-lowe-blue-kite-300pxgood read

adam-lowe-blue-kite-300pxadam-lowe-blue-kite-300pxdisappointed, I thought it was going to be better

adam-lowe-blue-kite-300pxdon’t waste your time

Not for the faint-hearted

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How do you pick you books? I skim through the synopsis on the back cover (though I can never concentrate on reading those for some reason, my mind just wonders off whenever I try…) I also check the first couple of sentences and maybe a few randomly picked lines from further along the book, just to get a feel for it – but never the ending, wouldn’t want to spoil the read. After the not so elaborate decision process, with the price of under four euro sped up a lot, I knew I was getting a crime novel with an FBI agent. To my surprise I later found out later that the book has been written by an Irish author who did some necessary research in the United States.

The Killing Ways’’ by Alex Barclay wasn’t the type of thriller that I am used to reading. It was like watching ”Criminal Minds’’, shocking, intense, dark with a sadistic serial killer and a rapist running loose. A joung agent Ren Bryce is in charge of the investigation into the brutal murders he is commiting. Ren, a good hearted but not without personal issues, is more of a lone wolf when it comes to her work rather than a team player. She is on good terms with her work colleagues socially but so determined in her search for the psycho that she takes risks, jumps into dengerous situations often without any backup. As the list of victims grows Ren becomes more anxious. Her boss is pressing her to continue the therapy sessions she attends and insists that she takes the medicines the doctor is prescribing, the drugs that she is avoiding, afraid they would cloud her mind. Has the killer got her on his radar or is she getting paranoid? Are the people she cares about in danger? Is the monster on a mission to get them in order to hurt her?

If you feel like turning the TV off when the news is on, not wanting to hear about the dark side of the human nature, the book won’t bring you an escape as it shows humanity at its worst. It shows how lack of love and mercy can damage an innocent and turn them into a monster. Almost graphically describes an underworld of abusers and sadists. A dangerous word that agent Bryce steps into in order to do her job and doesn’t come out undamaged. She drinks too much and parties till the wee hours almost every night – to forget? Every new victim shakes her up even more. Will she catch the killer or will she become one of his many victims?

How do I grade the book? 3 fountain pens pluma-300px pluma-300px pluma-300px, dots or badges.

 

Fountain pens, dots or badges rating

pluma-300px pluma-300px pluma-300px pluma-300px pluma-300px – one of the best books I read

pluma-300px pluma-300px pluma-300px pluma-300px– charmed

pluma-300px pluma-300px pluma-300px – good read

pluma-300px pluma-300px – disappointed, I thought it was going to be better

pluma-300px – don’t waste your time

A long winter

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I am getting a little fed up with the winter now, but that’s how I usually feel come February, Christmas long gone, no snow and still a month or so of the rainy, damp and windy weather ahead. Are you looking for something to read to pass the time? It was a paper back I opted for this time around. Hard to resist for under 4 euro, ‘’The Shadow Year’’ by Hannah Richell.

Lila is looking for an escape. She is grieving her miscarried baby. Her marriage doesn’t seem to be handling the strain it has been put under. She is not coping with the loss and she doesn’t welcome her husband’s constant efforts to make her feel better. She just wants to be on her own. She is far from being pleased that her mother has been called for help. The unexpected and mysteriously anonymous gift of the land and a cottage in the middle of nowhere seems to be what she is looking for, but is the remote and isolated location a good place for her to be right now?

Lila cannot remember the events that led to her miscarriage. Her mother found her at the bottom of the stairs, but everything shortly before, and the fall itself has been errased from her memory. She is tossing and turning at night, the lost memories trying to surface. She is starting to believe that she wasn’t alone just before her accident, but who was with her and why have they left her unconcious?

The project of restoring the old cottage, that she takes on herself, gives her a new purpose. Her mother and husband don’t approve. It is a cold winter in full swing and the thought of her being there by herself doesn’t put them at ease. While Lila is trying to make the abbandoned place habitable, she wonders what is the meaning of the strange drawings on the walls in one of the rooms? Is the noise that wakes her up at night just a creation of her feverish mind? Who were the previous owners and what has happened to them?

We, as readers get to see who the previous occupants were. Charismatic and controlling Simon, shy and secretly fancying him Kat, easygoing couple Carla and Mac, practical Ben and Kat’s carefree sister Fraya. Handful of friends who one day decided to move into the cottage, attracted by the idea of selfsustainability, of living in a desolated place, separated from the rest of the word and its modern commodities. A decision that will change all their lives forever.

Will Lila figure out who used to live in the house and what has happened to them? Why have they abbandoned the place so abruptly leaving unwashed cutlery and other belongings behind? Is there more to know? What is their connection to Lila? Why was she given a key to the house and by whom?

The story plot is gripping and well thought through, suspenseful, full of surprises and twists, dark and even shocking in places – well written. A good read indeed, deserving 3 beakman-black-feather-300pxbeakman-black-feather-300pxbeakman-black-feather-300px feathers, scarfs or hats.

Feathers, scarfs or hats rating

beakman-black-feather-300pxbeakman-black-feather-300pxbeakman-black-feather-300pxbeakman-black-feather-300pxbeakman-black-feather-300px– one of the best books I read

beakman-black-feather-300pxbeakman-black-feather-300pxbeakman-black-feather-300pxbeakman-black-feather-300px– charmed

beakman-black-feather-300pxbeakman-black-feather-300pxbeakman-black-feather-300px– good read

beakman-black-feather-300pxbeakman-black-feather-300px– disappointed, I thought it was going to be better

beakman-black-feather-300px – don’t waste your time

Spelbound

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I am charmed by Sarah Addison Allen’s books. They are beautifully written and I couldn’t wait to share them with you. If reading for you is about escaping into a different reality just for a little while, you will enjoy them. In her work she stamps on a solid ground and touches the supernatural at the same time, with the latter so subtle that if one is not careful enough, they may miss it sometimes.

If you want a taste of the aforementioned magical feeling she brings, you are invited to the moonlit garden that Claire, in “Garden Spells” by Sarah Addison Allen, tends to during her sleepless nights. The garden seems to have a life of its own. Plants just appear and blossom overnight, the temperamental apple tree, the heart of the garden as it seems, bears fruit regardless of the season. Claire learned how to listen to the garden, she knew that ‘’Something was about to happen, something the garden wasn’t ready to tell her yet.”

Claire is content with her life, with the catering business she runs, where she uses her own produce made from herbs and plants. But it’s not all about fragrant gardens, stargazing and sunny days throughout, not for her sister Sydney anyway. Claire lives peacefully in an inherited Waverley family home but her troubled sister has been gone for a decade. Sydney, so used to playing with fire, has drifted onto a dark path that she is now desparated to escape. In a search for a safe place, she is determined to bring her daughter Bay, of whose existence Claire didn’t even know, to the Waverley house – or perhabs she is being led to it by the various fragrances of the garden.

Magic in S. A. Allen’s books is perhabs not as unearthy as it may sound to you right now. Don’t we all sometimes get that unsettling feeling or experience a strange chill? Maybe this is part of us all, maybe the Weverleys women are just more tuned to it. Their unusual abilities haven’t been left unnoticed by their neigbours, eager to purchase the gourmet produce Claire makes out of the herbs and plants she grows, for their various properities.

Both sisters feel betrayed by their mother who left them early in their childchood at their grandmother’s care. Claire is full of regrets as to the way she has treated Sydney when they were kids, although isn’t the sisterly rivarly just a part of the siblings dinamics? At the same time she feels anger towards Sydney for abandoning her family home. Sydney wanted to cut herself free from all the quirks that being a Weverley meant, all that Claire has been cherishing, but now the family home is her only safe place. Will the sisters recocile?

Witty, humorous, insightful. I will gladly award this book 4 simplestar-300px simplestar-300px simplestar-300px simplestar-300px stars, bookmarks or bicycles.

Stars, bookmarks or bicycles rating

simplestar-300pxsimplestar-300pxsimplestar-300pxsimplestar-300pxsimplestar-300px– one of the best books I read

simplestar-300pxsimplestar-300pxsimplestar-300pxsimplestar-300px– charmed

simplestar-300pxsimplestar-300pxsimplestar-300px– good read

simplestar-300pxsimplestar-300px– disappointed, I thought it was going to be better

simplestar-300px – don’t waste your time

Another one I have picked

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“The Daisy Picker” by Roisin Meaney kicks off with good pace and humour. It is a lightly written book about finding yourself, if I was to summarise it in one sentence.

Characters in R. Meaney’s books often have a strong inner drive to be who they want to be, rather than what is expected of them. It is a pleasure to see how much happiness this brings them when they succeed. It never seems to be too late, neither for the forty something year old Lizzy in the “The Daisy Picker” nor for Sarah, the busy young mother with a full time job, in “Something in Common”.

One day Lizzy decided she wasn’t happy. Maybe it was the fact that she was already in her forties or the article that she read in the dentist’s office – most likely both. Whatever it was, it made her realise how quickly the time was passing. She knew that if she wanted what she was so passionate about, she needed to act quickly. She too had a talent that had been left untouched, waiting for her to gain some courage and make use of it. She was finally eager to give it a chance. In order to do that she had to abandon her old life.

Once she leaves the nest, she doesn’t look back until the old life catches up with her. Just when all the pieces seemed to be falling into place, Lizzy is once more reminded how fast indeed the time flows. Are people able to just pack up, find their dream place and settle there for their happily ever after, or do they, just like after a nice long holiday, need to eventually get back to their old routine and settings? Is the unexpected crash with hard reality a realisation that every chance she took lately was a mistake or just a little setback that life is full of? Was she right in abandoning her old life without looking back? Does she have regrets? Can her new idyllic life be saved?

Lizzy’s character is quite beliveable. She isn’t flawless but she is likeable and fun to read about. I enjoyed the inner monologue, the smirky replies she was having in her head – which she stops, and rightly so, as she grows happier in herself. I enjoyed the other characters too. Her warm, welcoming and merry, though brokenhearted friend Angela, amongst others. There was a bit more romance that I would normally welcome in a book but it was nicely written, not overly sweet and romantic, set in as a part of life events more than a point of focus in itself.

Has the book earned my usual 3  waterdrop-300px waterdrop-300px waterdrop-300px rain drops, pots of gold or rainbows? Yes, I think it has.

3 rain drops, pots of gold or rainbows rating:

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waterdrop-300pxwaterdrop-300pxwaterdrop-300pxwaterdrop-300px – charmed

waterdrop-300pxwaterdrop-300pxwaterdrop-300px – good read

waterdrop-300pxwaterdrop-300px – disappointed, I thought it was going to be better

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On another shelf

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I am in the middle of reading another book by Roisin Meaney, and I will post a review soon, in the meantime here is a different one, while you wait. You are not going to believe me, but I bought this e-book for under €2. (I did promise I would discuss cheap books, didn’t I? So you can see what you can get for the price.) “Gone Again” by Doug Johnstone. Was it a masterpiece? No. Did I enjoy it? Yes.

It is a rather fast paced thriller. There is something about a male narrator that I enjoy – the lightness, if I was to describe it in one word. The “eh” kind of an attitude; I won’t have a healthy meal today, I will buy a take away two days in a row and won’t think about it twice – kind of an attitude. I cannot say that I got to like Mike, the main character very much, not with his anger management issues – no to hitting women. Not even when she is a bitchy mother of a school bully who picks on your son. It’s just not right. I didn’t dislike him though, he is a loving father, I have to give him that. He doesn’t make his life too complicated but life tends to get tangled whether you like it or not – especially when you are a fictional character of a thriller book, then it can really get out of hands.

Mark’s wife disappears one day. He is happily married, but he questions his marriage when she is gone for a second time. He finds it hard to believe however, that she would have abandoned their son Nathan out of her own free will, even if she got fed up with her partner. He recalls her post natal depression that drew her away from home the first time and wonders if this it happening again, now that she is pregnant with their second child. The author digs dipper into the troubled young mother’s past to give us a more complex picture of her personality.

The more information the detectives gather the more inclined they are to consider a foul play in her disappearance and her husband as a suspect. While the police is concentrating their scarce resources on him, Mark decides to take the investigation into his own hands… Cliche? Yes. Readable? Yeah. Take on a sunny holiday to the beach or read on a bus half asleep in the mornings. Action spirals out of control pretty quickly, so it’s a fast read.

How is the poor little Nathan going to forget about all he has seen, pictures that no little boy should have witnessed? I don’t know, poor Mark asks himself that very question. What happened to his wife? No spoilers, you will just going to have to find out for yourself.

Rating? Ah, alright let it be 3 grey-cloud-1-300px grey-cloud-1-300px grey-cloud-1-300pxclouds, stars or monkeys.

clouds, stars or monkeys rating

grey-cloud-1-300pxgrey-cloud-1-300pxgrey-cloud-1-300pxgrey-cloud-1-300pxgrey-cloud-1-300px – one of the best books I read

grey-cloud-1-300pxgrey-cloud-1-300pxgrey-cloud-1-300pxgrey-cloud-1-300px– charmed

grey-cloud-1-300pxgrey-cloud-1-300pxgrey-cloud-1-300px– good read

grey-cloud-1-300pxgrey-cloud-1-300px– disappointed, I thought it was going to be better

grey-cloud-1-300px – don’t waste your time

Happy New Year’s read

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“Hi Aneta
Many thanks for your very candid reviews of the books, glad you’re enjoying them and thank you for spreading the word. 
Best
Roisin”

As promised, here is about another book by Roisin Meaney. I just finished reading “Something in Common”.

At the start I was a bit disappointed. Not because I was expecting some magical sparkle, it wasn’t a Christmas read any more, but it seemed to have been missing something… I wanted to know more about the two main characters, Helen and Sarah, but as I was turning the pages I was getting an impression that their stories run separately to the rest of the word, hanging in some sort of a limbo. I wanted to see them interacting more with the outside world.

Yes, there was Alice, Helen’s daughter, unfortunately not bringing the book more to live until she reached her teenage years; There were the residents of the nursing home where Sarah got a job as a cook, and a handful of more people but still Helen-Sarah-Helen-Sarah… The two women were sending letters the each other and perhaps if it was just the letters for just that part of the book then the two sole dimensions wouldn’t bother me.

I could see how Sarah’s and Helen’s personalities were purposely drawn to be strikingly different for contrast (I much more prefer when such crafts are put in place by the writer in a much subtler way) but I agreed to let it go and kept on reading. I don’t like giving up and I liked the ease the text was written with. It doesn’t necessarily has to be a quick read for me, I am up for challenges, but nowadays with my little baba pulling at my hair, banging his wooden blocks, having a concentration span of five minutes on average and constantly looking for more stimuli, I do not mind an easy read.

Progressively it got better though. The individuals grew on me, I started liking them more and more, and that’s also how a story gets you, isn’t it? I remember being a young reader and getting used to the characters so much that I actually missed them each time I put the book down… It was interesting to see how the time was passing by, Ireland changing in the background, Helen, Sarah, Alice and the others all growing older and maturing.

R. Meaney shows how life’s events change people. I think that’s her strength as a writer. Helen in this book, and Laura in one that I read previously by the author “I’ll be home for Christmas”, are the prime examples. Whether they turned out for better or worse is for you to judge but certainly neither Helen nor Laura would have been who they had become if their lives took different paths or if they encountered different people.

When the ending was approaching I was afraid that, as it happens so often, it will be rushed and therefore out of proportion, not in pace with the rest of the text – it was beginning to seem that way, but the plot took a twist which has enriched it. I don’t want to give away too much, I don’t want to spoil it for you.

What did Helen and Sarah have in common then, if anything, one may ask? I believe it was their honesty that connected them. Although Helen’s words were sharp as a blade while Sarah wouldn’t dream of offending anyone, both women were pretty straight forward with the people around them and refused to live a lie. Why don’t you meet them for yourself and see if they will leave a mark on your life. Even fictional books can teach us something.

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snowflakes, stars or blobs rating

 snoflake-300px.pngsnoflake-300px.pngsnoflake-300px.pngsnoflake-300px.pngsnoflake-300px.png– one of the best books I read

snoflake-300px.pngsnoflake-300px.pngsnoflake-300px.pngsnoflake-300px.png– charmed

snoflake-300px.pngsnoflake-300px.pngsnoflake-300px.png– good read

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What was my Christmas read last year?

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What are you looking for in a Christmas time read? For me it’s warmth. The kind of warmth that the twinkling lights on a tree and a child’s smile can give. I don’t expect much in the sense of a literary craftsmanship for the occasion, although a badly written book can put me off even around that time.

Reading “I’ll be home for Christmas” by Roisin Meaney was like being wrapped in a warm blanket and sat in front of a roaring fire with a cup of hot chocolate in my hands. Funny enough, it wasn’t a cosy read, no decorating the tree or baking cakes for the main character. To the contrary, what can be more unsettling than being stranded in the airport hundreds of miles from home just before Christmas? What brings the comforting feeling into the book are the amazing characters. Not sugar coated but each with a set of their own problems and yet still eager to help others and bring them joy. Yes, this is the time of the year when you do want and need to believe in the goodness in people. Might be a bit unbelievable but Christmas is a magical time and so is the little island off the Irish coast where the book is set. I did enjoy the Irish scenery – the raw countryside, untamed sea, the piercing wind. Despite its harsh weather conditions the remoteness and isolation of the welcoming island made an attractive place to escape to in your imagination.

Overall a good Christmas read for people who are willing to let a little bit of magic in, but I suppose if you are looking for a Christmas holiday read you must be open to it. Yes, you might be a cynic on a bad day, and may not believe in so much kindness in the word but I hope you do, at least when it’s Christmas time, when we all want to be kids again and believe in Santa and forget our everyday worries, for a little while at least.

I know it’s not Christmas anymore and I don’t particularly enjoy being reminded that it’s already gone and that the next one is far away but I needed the introduction. The book encouraged me to buy another of R. Meaney’s books, two even (found them at a good price as e-books, just a click away, couldn’t resist. Me, who used to overthink every purchase, now so hasty… Not enough time on my hands now – having a baby can be exhilarating in that way. Then again, how wrong can you get when purchasing two books for under a tenner, especially when you already read something by the author and enjoyed it, eh?).

I would give the book 3 baubles  RGB-Christmas-Ornaments-300px.pngor stars or hearts…

I shall return with a review of another R. Meaney’s book, as soon as I finish reading it.

baubles, stars or hearts rating

patternedbauble6b-300px patternedbauble6b-300px patternedbauble6b-300px patternedbauble6b-300px patternedbauble6b-300px – one of the best books I read

patternedbauble6b-300px patternedbauble6b-300px patternedbauble6b-300px patternedbauble6b-300px– charmed

patternedbauble6b-300px patternedbauble6b-300px patternedbauble6b-300px   – good read

patternedbauble6b-300px patternedbauble6b-300px  – disappointed, thought it was going to be better

patternedbauble6b-300px – don’t waste your time

First blog post

Books, books, books…

      I cannot decide whether I like reading or writing more – I enjoy books, reading and writing alike.

      Something I learned a long time ago about language comes to my mind now; that it is just a code we use when we want to express ourselves. We do our best to ensure that what we say gets through to the others the way we intended, but the human mind is creative and a language is just a code and what comes across can never be a perfect match to what we mean. This realisation dooms on me especially when I take into account that English isn’t my first language, but I am improving, I hope.

      Books. I do like them indeed. I am proud of my little collection. I am running out of bookshelf space and had to acquire an ebook reader sometime ago. Although I was a bit reluctant, old fashioned maybe, used to the paper feel, the smell of a new book, I have to say I like the device. Do you know what’s good about it? It’s like reading the right hand side page all the time. Isn’t it a bit annoying, reading the left hand side page of the book, especially the first few pages? When the whole book heavies in your hand on the right and keeps closing on itself and you cannot see the print nearest to the binding, and you try to open it wider and you just cannot settle and get into the story? And no more bookmarks! I was constantly loosing them. Desperately searching my bag for a used ticket or something when my stop was approaching. (Yes, I commute to work, every day via Luas). Thanks God the ebook readers don’t have the kind of an operating system that computers do. If I was to wait for it to load and then log off each time, I would not have gotten one. But they are great, the ebook readers.  Amazing, how many books mine can store and it doesn’t get any heavier in my bag.

      I like buying books but I don’t like spending much. I am especially happy when I can find books for under a fiver, new books, even cheaper than some second hand copies… I will try to give you a few tips how and where to look for such occasions and show you what you can get for the price and perhaps you will find that you can enjoy some of them.

      Happy reading.

          Aneta