Hellllllo readers and welcome to a slightly Christmassy post. I know Christmas was a little while ago now but I just haven’t had time to blog about all the wonderful bits I got for Christmas this year. I’ve never written one of these types of post before, because I thought it was a little bit too much like bragging but so many of the presents I was bought this year are so, so thoughtful I just couldn’t help myself.
I did think about adding links to where you can get all of these bits and bobs but I didn’t feel like going through and seeing where it all came from/cost etc so you’ll have to do a mini Google to find all these perfect gifts.
THE Personal LiBRARY Kit
This was actually one of the only things on my Christmas list to Santa and it did make it into my stocking which I did actually squeal at. As a young child (or not so young) I always made my little sister Char play libraries with me.
Now I can stamp my books out to friends and write when they were borrowed and when they are due back in again. It’s a lovely little present and just makes my little bookish heart sing.
Harry Potter Time Turner Necklace
Such a perfect present for a Potter Head. My utterly wonderful and lovely friend Dani bought this for me and it was such a lovely surprise. It’s just such a thoughtful and special present for someone who’s love of reading grew through the brilliance of HP. Perfect present for little bookish me.
Pug Mug, Pug Tea Infuser and Peppermint Tea
These presents came from three different people and do note I know those are tea bags but I had already cracked open my leaf tea so I used these Tea Pig ones for an image substitute. If you know me away from my blog you will know my overwhelming love of pugs and to get the mug covered in pugs and the tea infuser of a pug it is just perfect for drinking tea whilst I read along with my current book. So thoughtful and just so me.
Blah, Blah, Blah Notebooks
Gah these notebooks – how great are they! You might have read last year that I had a little bit of writers block – not on the reviews but on my Friday bookish blog posts. It doesn’t mean I don’t have any ideas necessarily but I tend to forget them because I don’t write them down which is super silly. Now I can write them in my brilliant blah blah blah books that perfectly show off my chatty personality.
Hotel Chocolate Mini Slabs and Dorian Gray
OMGGGGG – look how stunning is this copy of Dorian Gray is – I mean could it be anymore stunning? This book was also on my Christmas list because 1) Still need to read the book *slaps wrists* and 2) this edition is perfection!
I also got a Rocky Road mini slab from Hotel Chocolate that looks delicious and I accidentally took my sister’s caramel slab back too (oops) so I might give that back – *might.*
Little book of Happiness & Little Book of Mindfulness
These two lovely little book were given to me by Mumma B and they are just perfection. I’ve been working on finding inner happiness and becoming more mindful of the way I’m feeling etc. These books have been thumbed through so far but I will definitely be making use of them throughout 2K16.
There we go then, six wonderful and thoughtful presents from a bunch of beautiful people. What did you receive for Christmas? Anything bookish – comment below or as always tweet me @littlebookblog1.
Helllllllllo readers, it’s a Friday which means FRIYAY (yes I did just type that and only feel slightly ashamed.) I’ve been having a bit of a writing block kind of month. Reviews are being written thick and fast but these more bookish, talking posts have been more difficult. I had a think and I thought, us readers are really good at lots of things so I wanted to write them all down so we can be super proud of them – enjoy.
1) Letting our TBR list flow over until it’s so long we can barely think about it without our bank balances going into meltdown
2) Walking into the library and checking out double the books we can physically read in the time we’re allowed to read them
3) Being able to read just about anywhere; bath, bed, train, car, standing up, on the bus, we are reading ninjas
4) Spending a good thirty minutes going into the plot/characters/writing style when someone just asks ‘Hey, is this worth a read?’
5) Getting so emotionally involved in plotlines that we get book hangovers and spend the next few days wandering just emotional invested in the finished story
6) Organising and re-organising our books; should it be in colour order? Or authors alphabetically?
7) Buying a book we already have with a different cover because omgee it is so beautiful and instagramable
8) Spotting someone on the bus/train/tube who’s reading and awkwardly looking over to try and get a glimpse of what they’re reading
9) annnnnd giving an appreciative nod if it seems like a good one.
10) Having DNF books that we’re still not quite ready to part with but knowing we’re unlikely to ever make it all the way through
11) Contemplating relationships with certain hot mess kind of characters and wondering if they’ll make you breakfast in bed.
12) Staying up till 3am because… just one more chapter then I’ll go to sleep.
13) Being a regular at the local library and always ALWAYS trying to get other people to use them; C’MON FREE BOOKS!”£¬”£
14) Getting up in the morning and thinking hair wash, breakfast, contour makeup maybe; then spending all that time reading and having to get ready in minus two minutes.
15) Never panicking when a friend is late to a coffee date cause you know – always carry a book
16) Losing keys, shoes, phone but never EVER losing a book
17) Reading 38583238583 books on the go because ya know there’s always another to read right?
18) Having a well constructed answer when someone ultimately asks the question – ‘So, what is your favourite book?’
19) Using anything for a bookmark; train ticket, receipt, another book we make it work!
20) Pondering wildly on different endings to books when they don’t quite go our way.
21) Always knowing the quickest way to the local bookstore just in case of bookish emergencies
22) Having a dedicated book for when the reading slumps kick in; Alice in Wonderland, or HP we all have one
23) Always having an opinion (whether good or bad) as to book-to-movie adaptations
24) Knowing truly which Harry Potter house you should being/ have done the pottermore quiz #Ravenclaw
25) Knowing that reading is pretty goddamn cool and being proud to call yourself a book worm.
Gah isn’t it great to be a reader? Agree/disagree let me know in le comments. What would you add?
So, in the spirit of my recent blog statistics I decided I wanted to write a blog post in reflection of this recent accomplishment for mylittlebookblog. I know I say this a lot but I never expected to keep this blog going a year let alone making it this far. I think confidence in my writing played a big part and I think a deep panic that people wouldn’t enjoy my writing was another. Skip forward, nineteen months (that is such a long time) and this blog is my second job. I spend all my time thinking about reading, and books, new authors, who I owe reviews, who I can do guest posts with. I read on the bus, in the bath, on the train, in the morning, evening, I spend days reading at the weekend, my life is spent with my head in a book. I remember once when I was younger I told myself I needed to throw myself into the real world and stop being so obsessed with the fantasy world. I am a terrible daydreamer and as a child I used to just drift off imagining pretend events and happenings. I must admit I did get a bit of a reputation as a ditsy airhead but it was because I lived in a different world, one that I now as an adult find in all the books that I read.
I wanted to talk about books that meant a lot to me when I first discovered reading. There were lots to choose from and I conclude that there were four writers that ultimately made me the reader I am.
1) Sir Arthur Conan Doyle: Sherlock Holmes made my childhood. I was a big reader but I was made to read comprehensive texts which were incredibly boring and made me very sulky. When I could finally pick my own books to read I stumbled across the Hound of the Baskervilles and a number of other texts by this wonderful author. It’s fair to say I was hooked, even now I can say he is the founder of my desperation to find more books like his. Sherlock Holmes is also my ultimate book crush; he is the most wonderfully in-depth and exciting character and if I could spend one day, no just one hour with a character from a book, it would be him. We would get coffee in London and people watch as the clouds blustered by. We would talk about life and love and death and I would fall completely in love with him. It would be terribly British and it would be my pleasure. Sometimes I take a minute to wonder what my life would be life if I hadn’t let curiosity get the better of me and begged my year six teacher to let me read it. Let’s maybe not think about that!
2) Jacqueline Wilson: Now I’m older I’m not a big fan of Wilson’s work, but as a child her books really spoke to me. I loved how she spoke about more taboo issues and real life events. She didn’t shy away from it and in the bubble of nice children’s books they spoke to me on another level. I wasn’t a shy child but I found her characters incredibly relatable and the way she wrote was easy for me learn from. I learnt from her that books could speak of feelings and pain in a deeper way than I had read before, although it may have also been because my mother was not to happy about me reading her books and getting the wrong idea! Now I know that her books don’t touch on the words that other authors do, but at the age that her books became a permanent feature in my life I learnt a lot. I even had a little Sylvanian Families Rabbit that I used to carry around just like Andrea did in The Suitcase Kid
3) Roald Dahl: Roald Dahl I’m sure is a big one for lots of readers of all ages. Mine came in the form of the book ‘The Witches.’ My dad used to read to me all the time and Roald Dahl was always a favourite; his stories were magnificently wicked for children’s books and I fell for them like you would not believe. It wasn’t until we read The Witches together that I realised what a hold books could have over people. It is not an overreaction to say I was terrified of the witches; I was so scared that I didn’t sleep for weeks and weeks. We used have to get up early before school to read it, or after school because if we read in the evening there would be tears at bedtime. Roald Dahl taught me that books could make you feel things that you hadn’t experienced before and even now when I see The Witches on a bookshelf or in the library I feel my heart beat a little faster
4) J.K Rowling: This author is one that I continue to go back to whenever I can and I will forever be a loyal fan. Harry Potter I am sure is a big part of a lot peoples childhoods and the fan base of this series is ridiculous but for every single reader it means something different. It started an unstoppable love of reading. I stayed up all night and I would fight my Dad for the chance to read the book. When people ruined the books for me for me by spoiling it by telling me bits that had happened before I had to chance to read them, I howled; it changed reading from a hobby to everything for me. I put it off for so many years, and when I sat down I realised that books are pretty much everything for me. I love all of her books and will remain a dedicated fan for probably all of my reading life. Her writing is wonderful but it’s where she came from and her refusal to give up that has continued my drive to get my foot into the publishing industry.
So there you go; a little bit of me and where my love of reading started. I will be a reader for the rest of my life and I will forever be incredibly proud of that: Always
It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might has well not have lived at all, in which case you have failed by default.
J. K. Rowling
Sorry, I’ve been away for a couple of days, my dad turned the big six-o on Thursday so the weekend was spent celebrating with the family and visiting Alton Towers which I love! Oblivion, Nemesis, 13, The flume, the rapids, and of course the pirate ship! Away, as always I am wandering off topic so back to my post! Now I’m going to be terrible with this and put question 3 and 4 together becuase I missed a couple of days so please forgive me!
Now this one was pretty easy and I won’t drag it out but for much children growing up during this period it has to be and always will be ‘Harry Potter.’ It probably won’t come as a suprise to many of you, and although I don’t talk about it very often I was a very avid Harry Potter fan and always read the books as soon as they came out. Me and my dad would always fight over who would read them first and he normally won! However, as soon as he had finished the last page I would swoop in and grab it, devour it and then sit and wait for the next installment to appear! I know its not particularly original but I couldn’t help it. So, next is the problem of my favourite book of the series which is ultimately the harder question. Although all books totally encased me total excitement and suspense but I always had a soft spot for the ‘Prisoner of Azkaban,’ because I was always a massive Sirius Black fan and the ‘Goblet of Fire,’ because I totally fell in love with the danger and magic of the Triwizard Tournament. So there it is, in plain writing my favourite series, and my favourite book in my favourite series!