I don't know if I've had a good day or a bad day. Every time I think it's turning into a good day, something annoying or upsetting happens. Then whenever I start thinking of it as a bad day, something good happens and brings me back up. Strange...
I feel bad for not blogging so long, but there just aren't enough hours in the day for me to go to school, do my homework, sleep, eat and blog. There's even less time for me to make videos, which isn't good as I've been trying to become more involved in the YouTube community. But I suppose this really isn't the time to do that, with school and everything plus a severe lack of funds.
I don't even know what I'm writing here...I just felt that I should write something. I've just had a...well, I don't want to call it an argument as such...let's say a 'minor disagreement' with my mum over money. Instead of getting each other Christmas presents, me and my two best friends decided to go to London to see Legally Blonde the Musical after we break up from school. Tonight, Rachael is booking the tickets. We were originally going on a Saturday, but it's cheaper if we go on a Monday, so we're thinking December 21st. The tickets will be £40, then add to that train travel and a hotel (which will be cheaper because Sarah's brother works in a hotel, but still...) and you end up with my mum telling me not to make plans for money I don't have and me telling her that I will have the money because I get £70 a month for allowance off my parents. Three months worth of allowance will be plenty, right?
Gosh, I'm sorry...in a weird mood tonight. Time to write an essay on Jekyll and Hyde...fun fun fun =/
Bye
<3
Thursday, 1 October 2009
Monday, 21 September 2009
Blogger, I am sorry.
I have been neglecting you nearly as badly as I've neglected YouTube. Well, not quite that badly...I have been keeping up with the blogs I follow, whereas I haven't watched any of my subscriptions. My Internet is ridiculous and nothing will load past thirty seconds, so there's no point even trying.
So what have I been up to? I'm back at school now so it's been homework, uni applications, volunteering in the Music department and epic piles of books on my desk next to my laptop. It's a strange collection:
So what have I been up to? I'm back at school now so it's been homework, uni applications, volunteering in the Music department and epic piles of books on my desk next to my laptop. It's a strange collection:
- The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger
- Love and Longing by various authors
- A View from the Bridge by Arthur Miller
- The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and My Hyde by R.L. Stevenson
- Whigs, Radicals and Liberals 1815-1914 by some historian called Watts
- Hamlet by Shakespeare (but if you didn't know that, what is wrong with you?)
- The Aeneid by Virgil
- Oh What A Lovely War which apparently doesn't have an author...interesting...
Add to that my digital camera, the notebook in which I write down all the books I read, my school pencil case, the Gossip Girl season 1 boxset, a congratulations card from my family after my AS results, a Harry Potter mug full of pens and pencils, a pack of Post-It notes, a packet of tissues with sheep on them and many other miscellaneous items and you get an idea of how hectic my life is getting.
I have managed to get rid of some of the commitments I had last year, such as Junior Orchestra where I played percussion and my dancing lessons. It was really sad leaving my dance school after 12 years and I sent a tear-stained thank you card to my dancing teachers, but it's for the best. I already have too much on my plate. By which I mean I shouldn't be writing this - I should be doing my personal statement and research for my Drama homework.
Also, this is my 50th blogpost. I think I've just reached a milestone...go me!
Bye
<3
Wednesday, 9 September 2009
I promise there'll be more Edinburgh tomorrow...
But for tonight, it's all about Dorian Gray.
Oh. My. Gosh. It's such a good film. But absolutely terrifying! I don't normally 'do' horror and I had no clue it would be so scary when I suggested it to my friends.
But oh my goodness.
Words cannot express how I feel right now. I'm not sure how I feel. It was awesome. Literally. I am in awe. I want the DVD now, but the film only opened today so it will be a long, long time before the DVD's available.
Aaaarrrrgggghhh I need to go to bed before my brain explodes. I am so tired.
Also, I got my dress for my friend's 18th today. It makes me happy.
Bye
<3
Oh. My. Gosh. It's such a good film. But absolutely terrifying! I don't normally 'do' horror and I had no clue it would be so scary when I suggested it to my friends.
But oh my goodness.
Words cannot express how I feel right now. I'm not sure how I feel. It was awesome. Literally. I am in awe. I want the DVD now, but the film only opened today so it will be a long, long time before the DVD's available.
Aaaarrrrgggghhh I need to go to bed before my brain explodes. I am so tired.
Also, I got my dress for my friend's 18th today. It makes me happy.
Bye
<3
Tuesday, 8 September 2009
Och aye, I've been oot and aboot...
If ever a time was fitting for a gratuitous Doctor Who quote, this is that time.
As you should know, I was in Edinburgh Sunday and Monday for the university open day. And my God, it was fantastic! The uni, the city...I loved everything about it.
Me and my friend Rachel got the train from Liverpool at half one on Sunday afternoon. We battled our way to a table, knocking small children and old ladies out of the way to secure decent seats (okay, that was a slight exaggeration...but we would've done, had it been necessary). On the first train, which was headed for Blackpool *shudders* and stopped at Preston which was where we changed, we tried and failed to get any work done and really just ate a copious amount of Pringles and laughed a lot. We changed at Preston and were not as successful at the table-getting this time. We had to sit on the floor for part of the journey, and dived into some spare seats when people left. We spent the rest of the journey in silence, as we were sitting opposite each other and trapping two complete strangers into their seats. It was very awkward, especially since the guy sitting next to Rachel kept looking around the carriage and whenever I looked up he'd accidentally catch my eye and then we both looked away, embarrassed. But then we got to Edinburgh Waverley and were overwhelmed by the whole thing.
After a struggle to get out of the station, and then to get ourselves onto the right road for the Travelodge we were staying in, we finally got to where my Google Maps printout said it should be. Following the instructions exactly, we found our way down a back alley to some industrial-sized bins and amused-looking binmen, who laughed openly at us as we aimlessly wandered into their courtyard, saw them and scuttled back down the alley. It took a frantic phone call to my parents and a lot of wandering for us to realise that Google Maps had sent us the quickest way to the postcode we'd provided it with, not the right way. We soon found the front of the Travelodge and got all checked in, and then went out again to look for the uni.
We found the campus pretty easily, after passing a gorgeous copy of Hamlet in a charity shop which I subsequently bought the following day and a woman playing a harp in a cafe. A harp. A freakin' harp. That is why I love Edinburgh. If someone tried that round where I live, they'd be beaten to death with their own harp. We wandered around the campus, marvelling at the lack of graffiti and the general university-ness of the place. It was gorgeous. Absolutely stunning.
Then we went back to the Travelodge, got a pizza from the bar-cafe thing and took it back to our room. We ate that and ate more Pringles, and some Oreos and I ate seven lollipops in the space of forty-five minutes. We then watched the second half of the Mask which neither of us had seen, and found it unreasonably funny. This was probably the result of the amount of sugar we had consumed. It really wasn't that funny. Then we watched United 93. That was the most horrible film I've seen in a long time, because I wasn't even aware that it happened. I am not going on a plane any time soon, I can tell you that.
In case you can't tell, I'm flagging a little now. I'll tell you about Monday tomorrow.
Bye
<3
As you should know, I was in Edinburgh Sunday and Monday for the university open day. And my God, it was fantastic! The uni, the city...I loved everything about it.
Me and my friend Rachel got the train from Liverpool at half one on Sunday afternoon. We battled our way to a table, knocking small children and old ladies out of the way to secure decent seats (okay, that was a slight exaggeration...but we would've done, had it been necessary). On the first train, which was headed for Blackpool *shudders* and stopped at Preston which was where we changed, we tried and failed to get any work done and really just ate a copious amount of Pringles and laughed a lot. We changed at Preston and were not as successful at the table-getting this time. We had to sit on the floor for part of the journey, and dived into some spare seats when people left. We spent the rest of the journey in silence, as we were sitting opposite each other and trapping two complete strangers into their seats. It was very awkward, especially since the guy sitting next to Rachel kept looking around the carriage and whenever I looked up he'd accidentally catch my eye and then we both looked away, embarrassed. But then we got to Edinburgh Waverley and were overwhelmed by the whole thing.
After a struggle to get out of the station, and then to get ourselves onto the right road for the Travelodge we were staying in, we finally got to where my Google Maps printout said it should be. Following the instructions exactly, we found our way down a back alley to some industrial-sized bins and amused-looking binmen, who laughed openly at us as we aimlessly wandered into their courtyard, saw them and scuttled back down the alley. It took a frantic phone call to my parents and a lot of wandering for us to realise that Google Maps had sent us the quickest way to the postcode we'd provided it with, not the right way. We soon found the front of the Travelodge and got all checked in, and then went out again to look for the uni.
We found the campus pretty easily, after passing a gorgeous copy of Hamlet in a charity shop which I subsequently bought the following day and a woman playing a harp in a cafe. A harp. A freakin' harp. That is why I love Edinburgh. If someone tried that round where I live, they'd be beaten to death with their own harp. We wandered around the campus, marvelling at the lack of graffiti and the general university-ness of the place. It was gorgeous. Absolutely stunning.
Then we went back to the Travelodge, got a pizza from the bar-cafe thing and took it back to our room. We ate that and ate more Pringles, and some Oreos and I ate seven lollipops in the space of forty-five minutes. We then watched the second half of the Mask which neither of us had seen, and found it unreasonably funny. This was probably the result of the amount of sugar we had consumed. It really wasn't that funny. Then we watched United 93. That was the most horrible film I've seen in a long time, because I wasn't even aware that it happened. I am not going on a plane any time soon, I can tell you that.
In case you can't tell, I'm flagging a little now. I'll tell you about Monday tomorrow.
Bye
<3
Saturday, 5 September 2009
Two words for you:
Tim. Minchin.
Look him up. YouTube, Google, whatever. Just promise me you'll do it?
He is an Australian singing comedian and an actual genius and I love him long time.
His comedy might not be to everyone's tastes, and if you are easily offended by strong language or blasphemy, maybe you should steer clear. But everyone else, check him out.
He makes my life happy.
And when you've had a look, let me know what you think.
I am so annoyed, because I discovered him about three days ago...the same day he was performing in Manchester. Just a few weeks earlier, and I could've been there! Oh well...fingers crossed for a 2010 UK tour.
Right, I'm going to bed now because I'm going to Edinburgh tomorrow but before that, I have to go to the first meeting of the youth am-dram musical theatre group I'm part of. So early morning is necessary for packing and showering and whatnot.
I'll fill you in on my Scottish adventure when I return, as I won't have my laptop while I'm there and therefore, won't be able to tell you stuff as I go along.
Bye
<3
Look him up. YouTube, Google, whatever. Just promise me you'll do it?
He is an Australian singing comedian and an actual genius and I love him long time.
His comedy might not be to everyone's tastes, and if you are easily offended by strong language or blasphemy, maybe you should steer clear. But everyone else, check him out.
He makes my life happy.
And when you've had a look, let me know what you think.
I am so annoyed, because I discovered him about three days ago...the same day he was performing in Manchester. Just a few weeks earlier, and I could've been there! Oh well...fingers crossed for a 2010 UK tour.
Right, I'm going to bed now because I'm going to Edinburgh tomorrow but before that, I have to go to the first meeting of the youth am-dram musical theatre group I'm part of. So early morning is necessary for packing and showering and whatnot.
I'll fill you in on my Scottish adventure when I return, as I won't have my laptop while I'm there and therefore, won't be able to tell you stuff as I go along.
Bye
<3
Tuesday, 1 September 2009
Envy has turned my brain apparently.
I had two dreams last night.
One of them was about when my school orchestra went to Paris and ended up with us all being led off to this cult thing by these really hot guys. That dream is not the dream this blog will discuss. If anyone wants to know more about that dream, you can ask but I think that all it really reveals is that my brain is demented and has taken to playing little horror movies in my head while I'm asleep. I don't know what that says about me.
Anyway, on with the other, much nicer, dream:
I am so cool. This dream has shown me just how cool I am. I now dream about the Internet. Oh, that's right. I wish that weren't true, but it is. Well...not really the Internet as such, but more about people on the Internet. Does that make it better?
Alrighty, so basically, I dreamt that I was wandering around Liverpool with some friends as I often do and then we turned a corner and suddenly I was by the London Eye. My friends had disappeared and I was just standing there on that bit of grass by the London Eye looking like a loner and a fool. I turned round and saw a HUGE group of people and that's when it hit me. I had somehow been transported from Liverpool to the Summer in the City gathering. Apparently, my disappointment and jealousy of everyone who was going gave me the power to Apparate.
And then I was just there and had lots of fun and met loads of amazing people...and then I woke up.
I am definitely going to SitC 2010. For sure.
I'd better do a proper blog soon, considering in my latest video I shouted repeatedly at my subscribers to all come and read my blog.
Bye
<3
One of them was about when my school orchestra went to Paris and ended up with us all being led off to this cult thing by these really hot guys. That dream is not the dream this blog will discuss. If anyone wants to know more about that dream, you can ask but I think that all it really reveals is that my brain is demented and has taken to playing little horror movies in my head while I'm asleep. I don't know what that says about me.
Anyway, on with the other, much nicer, dream:
I am so cool. This dream has shown me just how cool I am. I now dream about the Internet. Oh, that's right. I wish that weren't true, but it is. Well...not really the Internet as such, but more about people on the Internet. Does that make it better?
Alrighty, so basically, I dreamt that I was wandering around Liverpool with some friends as I often do and then we turned a corner and suddenly I was by the London Eye. My friends had disappeared and I was just standing there on that bit of grass by the London Eye looking like a loner and a fool. I turned round and saw a HUGE group of people and that's when it hit me. I had somehow been transported from Liverpool to the Summer in the City gathering. Apparently, my disappointment and jealousy of everyone who was going gave me the power to Apparate.
And then I was just there and had lots of fun and met loads of amazing people...and then I woke up.
I am definitely going to SitC 2010. For sure.
I'd better do a proper blog soon, considering in my latest video I shouted repeatedly at my subscribers to all come and read my blog.
Bye
<3
Tuesday, 25 August 2009
Book survey
I might have a little bit stolen this quiz thingy from hayleyghoover's blog (http://hayleyghoover.blogspot.com as if you didn't know). Feel free to fill one in yourself.
1. What author do you own the most books by?
I’d love to say JK Rowling or John Green or someone else that I’m equally as obsessed with, but I’ve just checked my shelves and it goes: Enid Blyton (24), Jacqueline Wilson (23), Meg Cabot (14), Lemony Snicket (13). They have all been my favourite author at some point in the past.
2. What book do you own the most copies of?
Again, I’d like to say that I have multiple copies of all my favourite books, but I’m poor and can’t afford them. With the little money I have, I tend to buy books I don’t already own.
3. Did it bother you that both those questions ended with prepositions?
Not at all. It’s how people speak…you get used to it.
4. What fictional character are you secretly in love with?Who said anything about a secret?
Oh dear, this list could stretch on and on…both Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter, Remus Lupin, Pudge Halter, Loren Blake, Eric Night, Peter Coleridge…and there’s more that I can’t name off the top of my head. Every (good) book I read, I fall a little in love with the characters.
5. What book have you read the most times in your life (excluding picture books read to children; i.e., Goodnight Moon does not count)?
Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret by Judy Blume – I used to love that book, but I don’t actually own it. Or Looking For Alaska…not sure which comes out top.
6. What was your favourite book when you were ten years old?
Little Women, Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret or something by Jacqueline Wilson. I used to be obsessed with her. I still have like all her old books. I don’t have many of her latest ones, although when I see them in shops, I am tempted to buy them out of habit.
7. What is the worst book you've read in the past year?
I was one of the few who didn’t mind Breaking Dawn, so it’s:
Ugh, Trainspotting by Irvine Welsh. Awful, awful book. Or Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux – it wasn’t that bad, it was just really hard-going and I didn’t feel like I got a lot out of it. I’d rather watch the film.
8. What is the best book you've read in the past year?
Either What I Saw And How I Lied by Judy Blundell (which I reviewed in an earlier blog post) or The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffennegger. Ooh and the House of Night series by PC and Kristen Cast
9. If you could force everyone you tagged to read one book, what would it be?
Looking For Alaska, because not enough people have read it.
10. What book would you most like to see made into a movie?
Hmm…this is a tough question, because most film adaptations ruin the books they’re based on. So no. Just no. I will not answer this.
11. What book would you least like to see made into a movie?
The Time Traveler’s Wife, for sure. Oh wait, they already wrecked that for me. Bitches…I refuse to go and see that film.
12. Describe your weirdest dream involving a writer, book, or literary character.
I once dreamed that I discovered this amazing book and it was pretty much the best book I had ever read. I read it like, six times in a few days and then I passed it around to all my friends to read and they all loved it too. But then I found a warning on the Internet that that particular book was like that tape in the Ring, and you have to pass it on or you die. So I was trying to contact all my friends to make them buy their own copies of the book and pass them on so they wouldn’t die. It was a stressful dream.
13. What is the most lowbrow book you've read as an adult?
I’m not actually an adult, so I don’t have to answer that. But I do have a bit of a shameful habit of reading really trashy chick-lit – the kind with the pink and purple covers which contain stories of women in their early thirties worrying about work and everyone around them having babies and then they find the man of their dreams, but not before going through a stream of suitors, all of whom are wrong in one way of another…you know the ones. Please don’t let that lower your opinion of me. I do have a brain, I swear.
14. What is the most difficult book you've ever read?
Phantom of the Opera, without a doubt. The book is so different from the musical film and it’s just so difficult to get into.
15. What is the most obscure Shakespeare play you've seen?
I’ve only seen the obvious ones – Much Ado, Macbeth, Romeo and Juliet…the list goes on.
16. Do you prefer the French or the Russians?
I’m not aware of having read any Russian literature, although I have a couple of books somewhere that I borrowed off a friend who is obsessed with Russia. I’m going to say French, but only because both Les Mis and Phantom are based on French literature. I really need to read more widely.
17. Roth or Updike?
Ohh I fail…I’ve never read either.
18. David Sedaris or Dave Eggers?
See above. (How am I ever going to survive doing English Lit at uni? Maybe I should give up on that dream and become a cheese farmer instead. Is a cheese farmer a thing?)
19. Shakespeare, Milton, or Chaucer?
Shakespeare! Why even bother asking? It’s obvious!
20. Austen or Eliot?
Austen, all the way.
21. What is the biggest or most embarrassing gap in your reading?
Don’t questions 16 – 18 answer this already?
22. What is your favourite novel?
I won’t choose. It’s like asking me to choose between my children.
23. Play?
I haven’t really read enough plays to give a real answer to this. I could say A Taste of Honey by Shelagh Delaney but that play caused me so much stress last year, that any merit it might have is no longer comprehensible in my brain.
24. Poem?
Anything from The World’s Wife by Carol Ann Duffy or Shakespeare’s 116th sonnet.
25. Essay?
The only essays I’ve read are the ones in the Red anthology and I thoroughly enjoyed pretty much all of them.
26. Work of nonfiction?
I’ve never been a huge fan of non-fiction. I imagine that it will be Harry: A History when I actually get round to reading it.
27. Who is your favourite writer?
Again I won’t choose. But I can probably get a top 3? No, 5. Top ten? No, I just won’t answer this one.
28. Who is the most overrated writer alive today?
Stephenie Meyer. Even though I enjoyed the Twilight series and might have even been a little obsessed when I first started them. But she has been blown way out of proportion.
29. What is your desert island book?
Aargh this is another tough one. Do I say something that I’ve already read and loved? Or something that I know I should read but would never get round to unless I was on a desert island with no choice?
30. And... what are you reading right now?
The Reformed Vampire Support Group by Catherine Jinks (I’ve started reading only one book at a time and although it takes a little longer to get through a pile, it makes for a better reading experience).
If you actually read all the way to the end, let me know in the comments and I will award you with a (metaphorical) gold star.
Proper blog soon.
Bye
<3
1. What author do you own the most books by?
I’d love to say JK Rowling or John Green or someone else that I’m equally as obsessed with, but I’ve just checked my shelves and it goes: Enid Blyton (24), Jacqueline Wilson (23), Meg Cabot (14), Lemony Snicket (13). They have all been my favourite author at some point in the past.
2. What book do you own the most copies of?
Again, I’d like to say that I have multiple copies of all my favourite books, but I’m poor and can’t afford them. With the little money I have, I tend to buy books I don’t already own.
3. Did it bother you that both those questions ended with prepositions?
Not at all. It’s how people speak…you get used to it.
4. What fictional character are you secretly in love with?Who said anything about a secret?
Oh dear, this list could stretch on and on…both Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter, Remus Lupin, Pudge Halter, Loren Blake, Eric Night, Peter Coleridge…and there’s more that I can’t name off the top of my head. Every (good) book I read, I fall a little in love with the characters.
5. What book have you read the most times in your life (excluding picture books read to children; i.e., Goodnight Moon does not count)?
Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret by Judy Blume – I used to love that book, but I don’t actually own it. Or Looking For Alaska…not sure which comes out top.
6. What was your favourite book when you were ten years old?
Little Women, Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret or something by Jacqueline Wilson. I used to be obsessed with her. I still have like all her old books. I don’t have many of her latest ones, although when I see them in shops, I am tempted to buy them out of habit.
7. What is the worst book you've read in the past year?
I was one of the few who didn’t mind Breaking Dawn, so it’s:
Ugh, Trainspotting by Irvine Welsh. Awful, awful book. Or Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux – it wasn’t that bad, it was just really hard-going and I didn’t feel like I got a lot out of it. I’d rather watch the film.
8. What is the best book you've read in the past year?
Either What I Saw And How I Lied by Judy Blundell (which I reviewed in an earlier blog post) or The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffennegger. Ooh and the House of Night series by PC and Kristen Cast
9. If you could force everyone you tagged to read one book, what would it be?
Looking For Alaska, because not enough people have read it.
10. What book would you most like to see made into a movie?
Hmm…this is a tough question, because most film adaptations ruin the books they’re based on. So no. Just no. I will not answer this.
11. What book would you least like to see made into a movie?
The Time Traveler’s Wife, for sure. Oh wait, they already wrecked that for me. Bitches…I refuse to go and see that film.
12. Describe your weirdest dream involving a writer, book, or literary character.
I once dreamed that I discovered this amazing book and it was pretty much the best book I had ever read. I read it like, six times in a few days and then I passed it around to all my friends to read and they all loved it too. But then I found a warning on the Internet that that particular book was like that tape in the Ring, and you have to pass it on or you die. So I was trying to contact all my friends to make them buy their own copies of the book and pass them on so they wouldn’t die. It was a stressful dream.
13. What is the most lowbrow book you've read as an adult?
I’m not actually an adult, so I don’t have to answer that. But I do have a bit of a shameful habit of reading really trashy chick-lit – the kind with the pink and purple covers which contain stories of women in their early thirties worrying about work and everyone around them having babies and then they find the man of their dreams, but not before going through a stream of suitors, all of whom are wrong in one way of another…you know the ones. Please don’t let that lower your opinion of me. I do have a brain, I swear.
14. What is the most difficult book you've ever read?
Phantom of the Opera, without a doubt. The book is so different from the musical film and it’s just so difficult to get into.
15. What is the most obscure Shakespeare play you've seen?
I’ve only seen the obvious ones – Much Ado, Macbeth, Romeo and Juliet…the list goes on.
16. Do you prefer the French or the Russians?
I’m not aware of having read any Russian literature, although I have a couple of books somewhere that I borrowed off a friend who is obsessed with Russia. I’m going to say French, but only because both Les Mis and Phantom are based on French literature. I really need to read more widely.
17. Roth or Updike?
Ohh I fail…I’ve never read either.
18. David Sedaris or Dave Eggers?
See above. (How am I ever going to survive doing English Lit at uni? Maybe I should give up on that dream and become a cheese farmer instead. Is a cheese farmer a thing?)
19. Shakespeare, Milton, or Chaucer?
Shakespeare! Why even bother asking? It’s obvious!
20. Austen or Eliot?
Austen, all the way.
21. What is the biggest or most embarrassing gap in your reading?
Don’t questions 16 – 18 answer this already?
22. What is your favourite novel?
I won’t choose. It’s like asking me to choose between my children.
23. Play?
I haven’t really read enough plays to give a real answer to this. I could say A Taste of Honey by Shelagh Delaney but that play caused me so much stress last year, that any merit it might have is no longer comprehensible in my brain.
24. Poem?
Anything from The World’s Wife by Carol Ann Duffy or Shakespeare’s 116th sonnet.
25. Essay?
The only essays I’ve read are the ones in the Red anthology and I thoroughly enjoyed pretty much all of them.
26. Work of nonfiction?
I’ve never been a huge fan of non-fiction. I imagine that it will be Harry: A History when I actually get round to reading it.
27. Who is your favourite writer?
Again I won’t choose. But I can probably get a top 3? No, 5. Top ten? No, I just won’t answer this one.
28. Who is the most overrated writer alive today?
Stephenie Meyer. Even though I enjoyed the Twilight series and might have even been a little obsessed when I first started them. But she has been blown way out of proportion.
29. What is your desert island book?
Aargh this is another tough one. Do I say something that I’ve already read and loved? Or something that I know I should read but would never get round to unless I was on a desert island with no choice?
30. And... what are you reading right now?
The Reformed Vampire Support Group by Catherine Jinks (I’ve started reading only one book at a time and although it takes a little longer to get through a pile, it makes for a better reading experience).
If you actually read all the way to the end, let me know in the comments and I will award you with a (metaphorical) gold star.
Proper blog soon.
Bye
<3
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