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30 Day Book Challenge– Day 21 | My Favourite Childhood Book

I really feel like this challenge is far too repetitive, don’t you? It could also just be because I ramble far too much and I talk about a lot of extra books and the novelty and suspense is just lost. Lost, I tell you!

Well, one of my favourite childhood books of all time is Matilda by Roald Dahl, but I’ve talked about this book A LOT.There’s also Harry Potter (of course) which defined the childhoods of an entire generation.

I am also a huge Jacqueline Wilson fan. <3 It was quite serendipitous that I got to reading her books. They were available in my library and my mum picked one out for me and I was HOOKED. I think the one I read first is The Story of Tracy Beaker, which is funny, adorable and heart-breaking. Tracy Beaker remains Jacqueline’s most popular character to date. 😉 My favourite Jacqueline Wilson books, however, are are Midnight and Secrets. They’re both a little angsty but I read them at a time when I was an angsty, insecure little girl (I’m still angsty and insecure, by the way. I’m just older and better at hiding it. )and they REALLY helped. My copy of Midnight literally fell apart because I read it so frequently.The thing I loved best about the Jacqueline Wilson books was that she referenced a lot of books that her protagonists were reading, sometimes fictional and sometimes real. And I went ahead and read most of the real books that she mentioned.

That’s how I was introduced to, among other books, A Little Princess by Frances Hogdsen Burnett, which is the most beautifully heartwarming story I’ve ever read. I love it. It’s very sad in parts, but I worshipped Sara and I actually learnt to be less angsty from her. She’s wonderful. This book does not fail to make me cry every time I read it, sometimes out of sorrow, and sometimes out of sheer joy. Sweetest book ever! I cannot wait to introduce it to my children. I am going to build up a massive children’s library for my kids, by the way. It’s going to rival my own library and I will take greedy, nostalgic dips into their books after they’ve gone to bed. -sighs contentedly-

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30 Day Book Challenge– Day 20 (ish) | Book Turned into a Movie and Completely Desecrated

I have an exam tomorrow, guys, and I haven’t done any work! God. Wish me luck! On the other hand, the other stuff that was bothering me has been sorted out. So yay! 🙂

I don’t watch too many book movie adaptations because I’m scared of being disappointed. More often than not, they do desecrate the movie, don’t they? I also watch a lot of romantic comedies and not too much serious stuff, because that’s what books are for! I actually only started to watch movies a lot more this year because I felt like I wasn’t doing the cinema medium justice. I saw a bunch of movies in the theatre this year (Around 5 I think? Or 6.) and it’s about the same number I’ve seen in the theatre the last 4 years, I think. So yes.

The movies i did try to watch are the Harry Potter movies. And my least favourite one is the 6th one. I never finished watching it, as a matter of fact. My friend had a DVD and she was trying to get me to watch it, and I just… didn’t want to. And then I saw the scene with Harry in the diner where he flirts with the waitress and I was like, what?! That’s exactly what didn’t happen! I love the scene with the Dursleys at the beginning of the book and they just removed it. Why? Why would they do that? Why are they making Harry flirt instead? I don’t know! It’s inexplicable! Abominable!

Uh… yes. Strong feelings. 😛 -tries to calm self-

So yeah. That’s my answer I guess. 🙂



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30 Day Book Challenge | A Favourite Book Turned into a Movie

I have had the most terrible last few days. I was sick and I still had to study because my exams started today. I had a huge fight with an important person on Saturday and I had to pull a number of all-nighters to manage my backlog while sneezing 15 times a minute and sniffling into wads of loo roll.

I have a few other problems in college too, that I do not want to talk about on here. But I have been extremely stressed… Sometimes, problems just come in groups and life goes terribly downhill. And time just spirals out of control… Speaking of which, I saw Interstellar today!!! Maybe I’ll talk about that in a later post. 🙂 Anyway,I’m getting life back on track, or trying anyway, and things are looking up. I know it’s cheating if the 30 day Book Challenge is not done consecutively… but I kind of want to do it anyway. Can we just sort of ignore my little hiatus and pretend it never happened? Please?

My favourite book which has been made into a movie is Matilda by Roald Dahl. It’s categorised as a children’s book, but let me tell you this. I reread the book in October and I still found it clever and funny. It’s one of my favourite books of all time.

The interesting thing about this movie is that I saw it before the book, which is something I very rarely do. In fact, I make a conscious effort not to do it. The thing about this movie though, is that I saw it at camp and it was actually divine because I hadn’t watched any TV for about 8 days by then, which was extremely impressive for little Sindhu, who was almost as devoted to her cartoons, as she was to her books. (Let’s face it. I still love me my cartoons! Phineas and Ferb, anyone?)

Anyway, when we realised there was a movie showing, we were thrilled and it was this whole experience, you know? We sat with our friends instead of with the groups we were sorted into. We were sprawled all over instead of sitting in neat rows. I was away from home and from my books, for the first time. And this movie, it just blew my mind! I had no idea it was a book until a couple of years later, by the way. But the movie is adorable, funny and clever, just like the book, even though they changed things, as movie-makers are wont to do… (Why is that??? It annoys me no end! Let’s discuss this more in tomorrow’s post about the movie which massacred the book, okay?)

I haven’t re-watched the movie since that time nearly 12 or 13 years ago (Good God!) but the whole thing is etched clearly in my memory. Maybe I should re-watch it? Do you guys think I’ll still like it? I hope so…



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30 Day Book Challenge — Day 18 | A Book that Disappointed Me

So you guys feel like the questions on this challenge are getting fairly repetitive? I wonder what the difference is between an overrated book, a book that I hated, and a book that disappointed me. The answer, of course, is that there isn’t much of a difference. But I do need to figure out a difference or I risk the chance of becoming fairly boring and repetitive myself. So I decided that a disappointing book is one which I’d hyped up like crazy in my head but it didn’t live up to those expectations. If you like the book I’m about to talk about, don’t get mad at me. Tastes differ. 🙂

This is a book that I really wanted to like, because I’ve heard excellent things about the author. I read it earlier this year so I remember most of it. It is a memoir, and I love memoirs. I don’t know why I didn’t like it. I know lots of people that did. It sounded like something I would love. It was right up my alley, in fact. Well, shit happens, I guess.

The book I’m talking about it Are My Friends Hanging out Without Me? (and Other Concerns) by Mindy Kaling. The word to best describe this book is…half-baked. Good ideas, but poorly executed. I feel like the way she spoke about things were superficial and formulaic. There was not much depth in her stories, each chapter was too short, she tried to say too much in too little space… But I didn’t hate it. She’s pretty funny in parts, even so. I get her. I think she’s pretty funny in general too, like on TV and in interviews and stuff. I just felt underwhelmed by the end of the book. I did like the ending though, I think. I gave it 3 stars on Goodreads. 🙂

So yes.

That’s all for now, guys. I know that this post may ironically have left some of you underwhelmed, but there never much to say about something that was just…meh.



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30 Day Book Challenge — Day 17 | Favourite Quote from Your Favourite Book

I still don’t know what my favourite book is so I would like to thank this day’s question for adding to the pressure and stress I’m feeling as day 30 draws closer. Thanks, Book Challenge, thanks. 😐

I do not have an all time favourite quote. I have a few that I like a lot though. 🙂

“Is not general incivility the very essence of love?” — Jane Austen

“We accept the love we think we deserve.” — Stephen Chbosky

“I would die for you but I won’t live for you.” –Ayn Rand

“I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library.” –Jorge Luis Borges

Aaaaand one which always, always makes me smile:

The most important thing we’ve learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set —
Or better still, just don’t install
The idiotic thing at all.
In almost every house we’ve been,
We’ve watched them gaping at the screen.
They loll and slop and lounge about,
And stare until their eyes pop out.
(Last week in someone’s place we saw
A dozen eyeballs on the floor.)
They sit and stare and stare and sit
Until they’re hypnotised by it,
Until they’re absolutely drunk
With all that shocking ghastly junk.
Oh yes, we know it keeps them still,
They don’t climb out the window sill,
They never fight or kick or punch,
They leave you free to cook the lunch
And wash the dishes in the sink —
But did you ever stop to think,
To wonder just exactly what
This does to your beloved tot?
‘All right!’ you’ll cry. ‘All right!’ you’ll say,
‘But if we take the set away,
What shall we do to entertain
Our darling children? Please explain!’
We’ll answer this by asking you,
‘What used the darling ones to do?
‘How used they keep themselves contented
Before this monster was invented?’
Have you forgotten? Don’t you know?
We’ll say it very loud and slow:
THEY … USED … TO … READ! They’d READ and READ,
AND READ and READ, and then proceed
To READ some more. Great Scott! Gadzooks!
One half their lives was reading books!
The nursery shelves held books galore!
Books cluttered up the nursery floor!
And in the bedroom, by the bed,
More books were waiting to be read!
Such wondrous, fine, fantastic tales
Of dragons, gypsies, queens, and whales
And treasure isles, and distant shores
Where smugglers rowed with muffled oars,
And pirates wearing purple pants,
And sailing ships and elephants,
And cannibals crouching ’round the pot,
Stirring away at something hot.
(It smells so good, what can it be?
Good gracious, it’s Penelope.)
The younger ones had Beatrix Potter
With Mr. Tod, the dirty rotter,
And Squirrel Nutkin, Pigling Bland,
And Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle and-
Just How The Camel Got His Hump,
And How the Monkey Lost His Rump,
And Mr. Toad, and bless my soul,
There’s Mr. Rat and Mr. Mole-
Oh, books, what books they used to know,
Those children living long ago!
So please, oh please, we beg, we pray,
Go throw your TV set away,
And in its place you can install
A lovely bookshelf on the wall.
Then fill the shelves with lots of books,
Ignoring all the dirty looks,
The screams and yells, the bites and kicks,
And children hitting you with sticks-
Fear not, because we promise you
That, in about a week or two
Of having nothing else to do,
They’ll now begin to feel the need
Of having something to read.
And once they start — oh boy, oh boy!
You watch the slowly growing joy
That fills their hearts. They’ll grow so keen
They’ll wonder what they’d ever seen
In that ridiculous machine,
That nauseating, foul, unclean,
Repulsive television screen!
And later, each and every kid
Will love you more for what you did.

–Roald Dahl

It’s a whole poem, of course, and not a quote but I adore it. <3 It’s truer in these times than ever before, I think.

I haven’t put in anything about writing because I think I’ll do a post on top ten favourite writing quotes soon. 🙂

That’s all for now.



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30 Day Book Challenge– Day 16| A Book I Would Recommend to an Ignorant/Close-minded/ Racist Person AND A SURPRISE BOOK REVIEW

I have figured out a way to kill two birds with one stone today because I am a genius! Yessss!

I am not talking about racism/ ignorance/ close-mindedness in the American/ Western sense today, even though those are important too. I feel like enough persons are talking about those issues today already. I did consider recommending Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky and To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee, which are both books I love. In fact, To Kill a Mockingbird is one of the books that inspired me to study law and it moves me deeply every time I read it. But… it felt kinda like a cop out to talk about these books and leave it at that.

That’s because that is not the world I live in, though we do share a lot of the issues. The world I inhabit is a lot more complex and a lot more diverse, I guess, and it’s just different. I wanted to think of a book that close-minded/ racist persons of India need to read. And that is why I will be discussing A Fine Balance by Rohinton Mistry.

This is a book that I read recently and that I have been struggling to review since because it’s so layered and nuanced and it views the issues faced by common people, especially those from a poor economic background and those from backward castes during the Emergency which was imposed in India from 1975 to 1977. Being an Indian law student, I know a fair bit about what happened during this period and I have very strong feelings and opinions about it, and most of those are negative. I have a deep dislike for Indira Gandhi and her brand of politics, and I also have fears that it’ll be easy to impose another Emergency and turn our country into a dictatorship again. Perhaps permanently this time. It keeps me up at night.

But that is not what this post is going to be about, because if I get started on my opinion about politics, I will never shut up. (Ask my dad. He knows.)

The point of this book, I think, is to explain that these issues faced by these people didn’t begin with the Emergency, and they didn’t end when the Emergency ended. The problems were aggravated during the Emergency because of a suspension of basic human rights, but the point is that, for people living in the remotest areas of our country, especially those from the “untouchable” castes, there never are any human rights. The point of this book is to highlight the prejudices that we all carry towards the lower classes of society. And the point of this book is just to emphasize that human suffering is all around us.

There is a quote at the beginning of the book that I just love:

“Holding this book in your hand, sinking back in your soft armchair, you will say to yourself: perhaps it will amuse me. And after you have read this story of great misfortunes, you will no doubt dine well, blaming the author for your own insensitivity, accusing him of wild exaggeration and flights of fancy. But rest assured: this tragedy is not a fiction. All is true”

It just sums everything up so beautifully!

This book is about four persons: a widowed tailor who outsources her work due to her failing eyesight; the two tailors, an uncle and a nephew, who work for her; and a young student who lives in her spare room for a year as her paying guest to supplement her income.

This book is largely set in that period of two years, but it also has rich backstories for each of the four protagonists that go back several years into the past. These stories made me feel deep affection for each of the characters, and I grew to love and understand the motivations of each of their actions and I loved watching them grow and evolve through the novel. I laughed at their jokes and cried when they suffered but I ultimately wanted them to be okay.

Which I guess made this book even more heart-breaking. (Um… should I have said spoiler alert or something?)  I wouldn’t wish these sufferings on anyone but my love for the characters made it that much harder to bear. I think making a character suffer after you’ve come to love them is a literary tool designed to make a book more gut-wrenching and more memorable.

As I said before, India is a country with deep-rooted class, caste and religious divides. Our motto is “Unity in Diversity” but diversity also breeds prejudice. The situation today has improved but in a lot of the country, the sufferings of our fellow humans continue. This book depicts all of that prejudice masterfully and quite gruesomely. I don’t grudge the author for that because the reality is in fact, gruesome. He tells us the truth of those times where basic human rights were suspended for ‘productivity’ and ‘beautification’, but mostly to keep a corrupt person and her and her son’s deranged experimental, paternalistic policies in power.

More people need to know what our fellow humans are suffering and that’s where this book comes in.

You know, I have an issue with the fact that this question clubbed in ‘ignorant’ with ‘close-minded’ and ‘racist’. If you’re only ignorant, just fix that. Research, read, learn. It’s what we’re all trying to do, right? On that note, go ahead and pick up this book. Rohinton Mistry is a brilliant story teller and this story will stay with you for a very long time.

When put in the context of recommending this book, reviewing became a lot easier. 🙂 Do read this book. I absolutely recommend it to everyone. I know a few people who aren’t from India as well who love this book. It’s just… it’s excellent.



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30 Day Book Challenge — Day 15 | Books that Should be on High School/ College Required Reading Lists

Sorry about posting late. I had another paper due today and I literally submitted it and wrote this 10 min later. Also, I apologise for the pedantic tone of this post. I mean well. Really.

I actually have two books that ought to be required reading material for everybody regardless of if they are in high school/college or just adults going about their lives.

The first one is a novel. It is Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury. This is an adult dystopian novel, which is one of my favourite genres, as I’ve mentioned before. It is a book in which firemen track down and set fires to books instead of putting them out. Reading books is forbidden and televisions are the order of the day. Thinking and being eccentric in general are frowned upon because thinking breeds dissatisfaction. Essentially, people aren’t allowed to be different in any way because that leads to trouble. Instead, they are allowed mindless distractions.

A lot of people have focussed on the book burning aspect in this book but I can’t help feeling like that isn’t actually the point. When books were burnt during the Nazi regime or whenever else, there was a lot of silent outrage felt against the burnings and they weren’t ALL books, but only the books that dissented against the ruler at the time. The thing that struck me about this book is that all books are uniformly burnt, and nobody seems to oppose it except for the people who secretly hoard the books. It’s more all-pervasive and nobody really cares that it’s happening. The book burning part at least didn’t strike me as part of a reign of terror but something nobody really cares about. I can’t help feeling like that’s how most of us treat major issues today because they have more than enough distractions from the real problems that other people may be facing, whatever those problems may be. I too am guilty of this,because it’s just easier to bury one’s head in the sand than to admit that there’s this massive problem that I possibly can’t do anything about. There isn’t enough awareness or dialogue about these problems either. And that is depressing.

It is what struck me about this book as well as about Aldous Huxley’s Brave New World. I feel like a tyrannical or corrupt government doesn’t need terror to keep people in check anymore because most people compliantly ignore them when supplied with sufficient distractions. I chose to talk about this one, however, because Ray Bradbury seems to be promoting “book learning” in a time when it is dying out. Book sales are declining and book stores are shutting and this just breaks my heart.

The other book that everyone needs to read (At least everyone in India) is Everybody Loves a Good Drought by P. Sainath. He’s a journalist who toured a bunch of villages and interviewed them about how well-meaning government policy actually influenced them. This book is a collection of short articles on that topic. (Hint: It was a fiasco.) Poor implementation, corruption, neglect, bureaucratic barriers are all shown in this book in the form of anecdotes. They are written with wry humour. This book taught me so much. I have my senior to thank for recommending this book to my Constitutional Law class.



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30 Day Book Challenge — Day 13 and 14 (Sorry) | My Favourite Writer and My Favourite Book by My Favourite Writer

This moment was bound to come, even though I was trying very hard not to bring up this author because it’s just boring and expected and not at all interesting to read. It’s not my fault though, because when absolute, extreme questions like “favourite” something are asked, I have to be honest. And let’s be honest, I could answer almost every single question (The positive ones anyway) with a treatise about this author and her books. I’m sure all of you have already guessed whom I’m talking about.

I am talking of course, about my personal writing role model and heroine and goddess, J.K. Rowling. I know. Shocking! This is the reason I did not post yesterday because otherwise both posts would be very similar long-winded rants about my love for J.K Rowling.

My love for her Harry Potter books is infinite, but what blows my mind is how she tried her hand at TWO more distinct genres from fantasy and she rocked at it! i am so jealous. Authors usually have a niche area that they’re excellent at, and that makes me admire them sufficiently but this woman. THIS WOMAN. Is there anything she isn’t good at?!!!! And she gives money to charity! And she has a happy family. And she’s hilarious! Follow her on Twitter and you’ll see what I mean

Also, I’ve read a few books of Margaret Atwood’s and she also seems to be one of those authors who writes in a variety of genres, and writes them well. I need to read more of her. So far I’ve read Bodily Harm, The Blind Assassin and A Handmaid’s Tale by her and I loved al of these books.

The thing about me is that it freaks me out that there is this stereotype that authors are alcoholic loners who almost never have happy family lives and make their spouses and children (If any) miserable. I think this has been consudered even truer of women authors because the brunt of homemaking and child care traditionally falls on the woman and that means one has to CHOOSE or you know, have your kids despise you and your work.

Also, the idea that I might end up depressed, suicidal or alcoholic if I become a full-time writer has also been communicated to me. Having a healthy life and a family are very important to me, almost as much as writing is, and I love that J.K. Rowling has done both.. Also, the fact that she battled with poverty, depression and won out! She gives me hope in addition to making me very jealous with every new masterpiece she publishes.

 Let me make it very clear that I do not judge the lifestyles of persons who choose not to have children or to not marry or commit long-term. Far from it. These are just personal goals, and my role model is naturally somebody who has achieved them.

Another writer I admire for figuring out the balance between his personal and professional life and still making it huge and being wildly popular and brilliant is Stephen King. I’ve only read two of his novels, Carrie and The Shining and they both freaked me out and impressed me. What I really loved was his memoir/writing guide On Writing which is useful, intimate, interesting and amazing. It is one of the best books I’ve read this year.

Uh, let’s get back to the topic shall we? My favourite book by J.K Rowling is Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. It’s kind of a funny story but this was actually my first Harry Potter. (For those weird minorities who have not read Harry Potter, this is the fourth book) I read it when I was 10 because of jealousy. This is not a joke.

I was one of those hipster kids who had fun stating that she hated Harry Potter without reading a word of it. I turned down my mum’s offers to get it for me multiple times. But then, she bought it for a cousin of mine who come to India from Australia because he’d actually read the first three books I think. And I immediately wanted it. Ok, can you guys really blame me? It had a freaking dragon on the cover ok? And it was so big! Every true book lover knows that nothing is more enticing that a promising, big book.

I pestered my mum until she got me a copy as well and I read and read and read. And I fell in love with Harry Potter even though I hadn’t read the first three books. And the rest as they say, is history.

Objectively speaking though, this book is so much darker than the first three, which I love. (And so much bigger, which I truly LOVE.) There is so much more conflict, so much character development, and so much intrigue. It’s the best one in the series, guys. I can say this unequivocally after having read all seven books. (Multiple times, I may add) Harry, Ron and Hermione really start to grow up in this book. And it doesn’t drag on in any part. And this is the book that sets the climax of the series in motion. It’s perfection, is what it is.

So…yes. It’s finally happened. A un-contained Harry Potter explosion all over my blog. Um. Whoops? 😛




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30 Day Book Challenge — Day 12 | The First Novel I Remember Reading aka A Nostalgia Festival

Are we talking about children’s novels? I can’t remember what the first adult novel I read was.Or Young Adult.

I can’t remember what the first children’s novel I read was either but I remember that it was an Enid Blyton book. I may have read novels before this but I can’t remember. I think it was one of the Famous Five ones or one of the Five FInd-outers ones. I can’t for the life of me remember which one it was, but I do know that Enid Blyton and her children and the worlds they inhabited consumed me for many many coming years.I re-read a few favourites well into my teen years, each time I needed comforting or was just bored. Her mystery books and her boarding school stories are simply divine. I can’t wait to introduce them to my own children. I have my mother to thank for my time with these enthralling, timeless books. 

Till this point, I had read a lot of comic books like Tinkle, I had read a whole lot of Amar Chitra Katha, I regularly read Champak ,Chandamama, etc. I had read a fair number of illustrated short stories for children with those glossy illustrated pages. I devoured the stories in my English textbooks, I had read fairy tales. I had read Aesop’s fables, Akbar and Birbal, Tenali Raman, and all of those other Indian childhood heroes. I also read joke books, fact books, (or books of trivia), and also Childcraft and other Encyclopaedias. 

I just cast my mind back and I remember two humongous books of short stories that I hoarded and read in my pre-novel era. 

One was a book called the Adventures of Dennis by Victor Dragunsky, translated from Russian. It told the story of a boy Dennis and his friend Misha. I think my mum thought it had something to do with Dennis the Menace when she bought it for me because I loved those comics in the newspaper. It didn’t , but I still loved it. One particular story sticks out to me even now. It was the story of how Dennis hated that his father smoked because cigarettes “have enough nicotine to kill a horse”. His aunt Tamara gifts his father a cigarette holder but his father’s cigarettes are too short to fit in it. His dad asks him to trim the cigarettes and Dennis trims the end with the tobacco and nicotine in it. I can’t remember how this ends though. The weird things one remembers from childhood defy all logic. 

Another book that I hoarded was a book of Ukrainian Folk tales, It was a massive brown hardback and I haven’t the faintest idea how i got my hands on it but I read these weird stories again and again.

But novels? Not that I can remember.  

Anyway, let us amble back up memory lane to talk about what is actually required, shall we?

I was 9 and I had just returned from summer camp, the staying-over kind, which was for a full 10 days and it was the longest I had ever been away from home.I had had a lot of fun but I was glad to be back home. (I was and still am a bit of a homebug, happiest in my own room in my own bed.) My parents picked me up and took me home and I was looking forward to idling the rest of the summer away. But alas! It was not to be.

My mum told me I had been signed up for swimming lessons till the end of my idyllic summer vacation and I was to leave at 7 in the morning to take them.This was what annoyed me the most, I think. (I loved water and I’d still have the rest of the day after that to chill.) Even as a child, I disliked waking up early almost as much as I hated sleeping early. It’s good to think back and realise that some things never change, even if they are the things that make me a failure at life.

My mum is smart though. She knew what buttons to push on her lazy, nerdy, bookworm daughter to cheer her up. She still does, in fact. She gave me two Enid Blyton books from the new library at which she’d gotten me a membership. Those shut me up and I got down to them immediately.  And it was… the start of a new era. The era of Enid Blyton, but also, I think, the era of novels in my life. May it never end! 🙂

Also, since I need to not break the rules of the challenge, I think it was Five Run Away Together. I can’t be sure though.



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30 Day Book Challenge — Day 11 | A Book I Hated

Still sick but at least it’s the weekend. Woot woot! I’m watching Julie and Julia and it is inspiring me to keep blogging. 😀 I almost didn’t post today because I’m so tired. But now I am. Are you proud of me? Yes? Yes? You don’t care, do you? Ah well. 😛

I don’t usually hate books. I stop reading books and I give them away if I cannot get through them which is a good policy I think. Life is too short to read bad books,right? 🙂

One book that I hated when I was still a child and didn’t know to stop reading is actually an entire series and I read SIX books in the series before I questioned my priorities in life and quit.

That would be the House of Night series by P.C. Cast and Kristin Cast. I’m not even going into the inane storyline. (Mostly because I can barely remember it. :P)  What I do remember VIVIDLY is that poor 16 year old me was appalled that the books didn’t appear to be edited! The grammar was poor, the language was long-winded and repetitive and there were typos I think. That’s where I draw the line!

This was me still trying to fill the void of Harry Potter. I read Eragon which I liked, I tolerated Twilight and then came this. And it actually made me stop reading fantasy. I have read four fantasy series since then. It was 6 years ago. 😛 So yeah, this was actually a momentous book in my life!