Day eight in the 30 day writing challenge is 'A book you love and one you didn't.'
Well now. I don't know about this. A book I love? Just ONE?! That doesn't actually work, does it?
How can there only be one? It's simply impossible. And yes, I suppose I could choose one of my favourites and tell you about it, but that's like picking a favourite type of cheese or a favourite chocolate bar or a favourite doggy. It's far too difficult, and I shan't.
So let me tell you all the lovely bookies.
Harry Potter 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, & 7. Oh my goodness these books are my life. They are the most amazing jewels, the most precious, beautiful babies. Read them, if you haven't already, and your mind will change into a much nicer mind. I try to read the whole series once every couple of years.
The Hobbit. My old friend. It's such a beautiful story.
The Lord of The Rings. My much fatter old friend. This is also a beautiful story. It's very difficult to get through but it's worth it.
The Book Thief. This is a very lovely book, which I think everybody in the whole world should read.
Gone With the Wind. Wowsers to that, it's freakin amazing. I forced myself to read this giant daunting stack of pages about 20 years ago. I had to force it because I didn't think it would be very enjoyable. I was very wrong. I hope to read it again one day. It really is something you need to put your mind to though.
And last but not least in the list of lovely books, The Secret Garden. This book is one of my childhood favourites. I was given a hardback copy with beautiful illustrations when I was young and I think that helped to make the book even more special to me, because most of my books were tattered old paperbacks. Not that I didn't love those too, that sounds shallow. I just had a few books that were beautiful gifts and they were very dear to me.
I read all of the time. I like to devour the words with my greedy eyeballs and shovel them all into my brain. Is there a book I didn't like? I know there was at least one, but you know what? That was somebody's baby. That was somebody's heart and soul that they took and they squeezed and they poured on to paper. So I'm going to keep my opinions on that to myself.
Tune in tomorrow to find out about my feelings on ageism. It's not going to be exciting, fair warning guys.
Well now. I don't know about this. A book I love? Just ONE?! That doesn't actually work, does it?
How can there only be one? It's simply impossible. And yes, I suppose I could choose one of my favourites and tell you about it, but that's like picking a favourite type of cheese or a favourite chocolate bar or a favourite doggy. It's far too difficult, and I shan't.
So let me tell you all the lovely bookies.
Harry Potter 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, & 7. Oh my goodness these books are my life. They are the most amazing jewels, the most precious, beautiful babies. Read them, if you haven't already, and your mind will change into a much nicer mind. I try to read the whole series once every couple of years.
The Hobbit. My old friend. It's such a beautiful story.
The Lord of The Rings. My much fatter old friend. This is also a beautiful story. It's very difficult to get through but it's worth it.
The Book Thief. This is a very lovely book, which I think everybody in the whole world should read.
Gone With the Wind. Wowsers to that, it's freakin amazing. I forced myself to read this giant daunting stack of pages about 20 years ago. I had to force it because I didn't think it would be very enjoyable. I was very wrong. I hope to read it again one day. It really is something you need to put your mind to though.
And last but not least in the list of lovely books, The Secret Garden. This book is one of my childhood favourites. I was given a hardback copy with beautiful illustrations when I was young and I think that helped to make the book even more special to me, because most of my books were tattered old paperbacks. Not that I didn't love those too, that sounds shallow. I just had a few books that were beautiful gifts and they were very dear to me.
I read all of the time. I like to devour the words with my greedy eyeballs and shovel them all into my brain. Is there a book I didn't like? I know there was at least one, but you know what? That was somebody's baby. That was somebody's heart and soul that they took and they squeezed and they poured on to paper. So I'm going to keep my opinions on that to myself.
Tune in tomorrow to find out about my feelings on ageism. It's not going to be exciting, fair warning guys.
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