The Cows, Dawn O’Porter | Book Review

I read this book in just a little over 24 hours, despite absolutely not having the time to do so, which goes to show how much gripped me. It’s a story about three women who are brought together by tragedy and public humiliation, and it’s both laugh-out-loud funny and hide-behind-your-hands cringeworthy. Continue reading “The Cows, Dawn O’Porter | Book Review”

Some Lie and Some Die, Ruth Rendell | Book Review

Warning: I have a bit of a ramble here. If you want to get straight to the review, click here.

I acquired Some Lie and Some Die late last year when I helped my Mum do a mega clear-out in readiness for her to move house. She was saying goodbye to the family home she’d lived in for almost 20 years, so you can imagine there was a fair bit of clutter that had been accumulated, and a great deal of that clutter was books. Glorious books. Continue reading “Some Lie and Some Die, Ruth Rendell | Book Review”

Deadeye Dick, Kurt Vonnegut | Book Review

I love a bit of Vonnegut, but I started reading Deadeye Dick back in 2012 and barely got a quarter of the way through it. I got bored, despite enjoying his trademark one-liners and deliciously scathing tone.

This time around I finished the whole thing in just a couple of days, but those first few chapters were still a bit of a slog. Continue reading “Deadeye Dick, Kurt Vonnegut | Book Review”

The Bone Season, Samantha Shannon | Book Review

The first few chapters of The Bone Season left me confused. Set in 2059 and in a dystopian world in which clairvoyants exist and are labelled as criminals by the government, this story involves some serious worldbuilding and I found myself feeling a bit bamboozled by the clairvoyant lingo. However, the action kicked in pretty quickly and kept me enthralled, even when I wasn’t quite sure who was who and how things worked. Continue reading “The Bone Season, Samantha Shannon | Book Review”

Addiction | Flash Fiction

Amber scanned the tower of books in front of her, but she couldn’t find the right one.

Her friend had wittered on about the book for hours, insisting that it was the best work of literature that the world had ever known. Amber was chuffed with herself because she’d predicted it would be the best work of literature the world would ever know as soon as she’d seen it in the bookstore eighteen months ago. Trouble was, she hadn’t got around to reading it yet. And now, she was out of the loop. Continue reading “Addiction | Flash Fiction”