Klara and the Sun by Kazuo Ishiguro: Book Review

‘Sometimes,’ she said, at special moments like that, people feel a pain alongside their happiness. I’m glad you watch everything so carefully, Klara.Kazuo Ishiguro Klara and the Sun It has been years since I read Never Let me Go and Ishiguro has constructed something similar, and yet totally different. What I mean by that is…

Lady Chatterley’s Lover by D H Lawrence: Book Review

There are many things to discuss about this novel, and within my discussion I will comment on what may be deemed as 'spoilers', so i'll write the first section of the review which is spoiler-free, then continue into deeper analysis on the later sections Lady Chatterley's Lover. A important aspect of this books popularity, not…

January-April Reading Summary

This year, my focus has been to get back on track with my reading. Both reading more, and diverse literature, as well as going back to the roots of where my passion for literature began. Though i have not consumed an incredible amount of books to proclaim to the world (or goodreads) I still find…

The Green Mile by Stephen King: book review

The Green Mile is a staple of King's literary life, and for good reason. Paul Edgecombe's recollection of life and work in Cold Mountain Penitentiary during 1932 where seemingly miraculous, and devastating events took place following the arrival of John Coffey - a walking hyperbole, a soft man built in huge structure. King's writing talents…

Blood: A Poem

Pick me apart Slice veins looking for answers My blood is muddy, thick. It hurts, To pour. Release the pressure. I'm full. And tired. I am a poem. Desperate to be understood. Trying to know myself. What do I mean? What is my purpose. The funny thing about poetry Is that there isn't really a…

A Tribute To Frankenstein’s Creature: A Poem

Perhaps if Frankenstein actually Stepped up as a father, Recognising a requirement in revolution In humanity, not exclusively science - Then this wouldn’t have happened. Nature? Or nurture? Like those who have been abandoned By one, or both of their creators Aren’t a little mad, rejected, alone? Tell me, if you were referred to consistently…

Skeletons: A Poem

I wonder, Whether the parts of our brains Which hide our traumas, Eradicated from our memories- Are locked in steel vaults, Plastered over and painted Hiding those horrors we can no longer recall. I think, That pain isn’t something we tolerate, But instead something we are convinced Isn’t as bad as it could have been.…

Book Review: ‘Whisper To Me’ by Nick Lake

With the topics of this Young Adult novel, I thought it necessary to soften it with a rather cute photo of the novel with fluff items (and I love a pink/purple colour scheme) to begin with. I picked up this novel with no knowledge of the author, and little knowledge of the story - which…