Last Wednesday, I headed to London for a lil’ day trip. I somehow managed to land an interview for the Curtis Brown Books internship. It’s safe to say that the interview went terribly, so I treated myself to some books n that. Any excuse, really…
London was an OK place.
I’ve always been a little sad about having to one day move there. All the jobs I want are London-centric. I knew I’d have to up my life and start all over again there. I was always a little despondent about it, though. I’ve only been to London twice and I never really got to explore the place. It was hop on coach, hop off, and then hop back on again.
Wednesday was the first day in London that I actually got a feel for the place. I don’t feel too scared about moving there now – well, one day. I’m actually quite looking forward to it. It’s so big, and there’s so much to do. I mainly spent my time in two different Waterstones, but I did head to the National Portrait Gallery to see the Brontë paintings!
Anyway, long story short, I felt awful after the interview. I haven’t found out whether I got the internship yet, but I just know I haven’t. It didn’t go well. I clammed up and I was uming and arring a lot. I decided to treat myself to make it all better. So, yeh, let’s discuss the things I picked up.
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It’s my first bookish favourites of the 2020! I haven’t done one of these since summer, where I raved about neo-Victorian literature and my tiny bookshelf made from wooden boxes. I have a fair few favourites to share with you today, so let’s not waste anyone’s time…
It’s just been Christmas and payday and you know what that means: new books. Yeh, I’ve got quite a few new books over the past couple of weeks. I’m really excited about two of them, though.
Things in Jars by Jess Kidd will add to my ever-growing collection of neo-Victorian books and Bridget Collins’ The Binding will look very lovely on my shelves with that stunning purple cover! I’ve been waiting,
ever so patiently, for the paperbacks to release this month and now I finally have them. I’m currently making my way through Things in Jars right now!
After four and a half years of living in Liverpool I’ve finally joined my local library. It’s rather a small library, with very little books of my interest, but I’m hoping to use it for some new releases that can be ordered in.
There are quite a few books coming out this year that I want to read, like Sarah J. Maas’ new adult fiction, but I don’t want to wait for the paperback release in another year’s time. Hopefully the library will come in use then. I’m also helping to sustain the library for other people – it was my sanctuary when I was younger, so my joining is helping others to have that experience too!
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‘Man was born for society. However little He may be attached to the World, He never can wholly forget it, or bear to be wholly forgotten by it’
Rating: 4 stars
Read: 25 September – 29 September, 2018
Well, this was a crazy read. Honestly, you wouldn’t think Matthew Lewis wrote The Monk in 1796. It’s so different to anything I’ve ever read before. It’s the shocking story of Ambrosio, a monk, who is torn between his spiritual vows and the temptation of physical pleasure. This then spirals into a dramatic tale of sexual obsession, rape and murder. It’s a violent, crazy and addictive read – to say the least.
Considering the content of The Monk, I really didn’t expect to enjoy the story. But I did. I couldn’t help it. I was invested in the story. I was intrigued to find out if Ambrosio would commit more sins and crimes, or would he finally repent. When it came to reviewing the book, I started to question myself: What does it say of me to have enjoyed this book? One that is full of rape, incest, murder and torture? Is it because I don’t cross those boundaries that I’m able to enjoy reading about it? Hard questions, but ones that I can’t answer for some reason…
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