As much as I love spending hours tapping stories on here, there’s something to be said for the ‘insta-blog’. I see these a lot on other websites; swift tales that are more like diary entries than fully-fledged articles. So I thought I might do something similar and start a series called short & sweet, which will basically be a place for my Friday night ramblings and wee life updates. … Continue reading Short & sweet: Happy weekend!
To me, there is nothing more self-indulgent and introspective than reading. It’s a selfish and complete escape. It has nothing to do with work, no bearing on my blog (which, really, is another form of work) nor does it involve other people and their unpredictable behaviour (I say this flippantly, of course). It’s just you, paper, words, and pure imagination. As we come into autumn, … Continue reading On my bookshelf: 3 for dark nights
Do you ever go through periods where regular reading becomes a memory? A nice thing you used to do when you had a spare half hour in the evenings, or a quiet weekend? I’ve hit that paper wall. With work ramping up, Saturdays filled with events and precious time with the partner only just squashed in… well, there hasn’t been much time for words. I … Continue reading On my bookshelf: March
If you know anything about me, you’ll know that I am utterly obsessed with books. The promise of an unopened story, the smell of a fresh page (yes, I’m a book sniffer) and the great weight of a serious tome (much more satisfying than a Kindle). In the past few months — since I’ve started a ‘real job’ — I’ve let my blog fester a … Continue reading On my bookshelf: February loves
Three things have happened since I left university. First, I’ve rediscovered my love of literature. Thriller, chick-lit, literary fiction… I don’t care what genre it is; if it’s good, I’ll devour it. There’s no lecturer looking over my shoulder in disdain at what tome is open on my lap. It’s utter book freedom, and it’s great. Second, I actually have the time to read. Now I’m … Continue reading On my bookshelf: New favourites
Even though I am a purist ‘real book’ reader, I go through phases. Actual book or e-book? Screen tap or spine bend? Although I have always — and forever will be — in love with the smell, the feel, the aesthetics of an actual novel, sometimes I have to admit that a Kindle is simply so much easier. I hope I’m not the only one? Thanks to my … Continue reading On my bookshelf: Travel etc
What a bizarre feeling. Life as I know it — trapped in my room, suffocated by notes, a stifled social life — has disappeared overnight. I woke up on Wednesday morning and there it was: The Rest Of My Existence stretching before me. I honestly had a vision of my twenties disappearing in a swirl of office chairs and rented flats; my middle age punctuated by screaming … Continue reading On my bookshelf: After university