Wednesday, 30 September 2015

Go Set a Watchman...All the waiting, what for?

Title: Go Set A Watchman
Author: Harper Lee
ISBN: 978-1785150289
Ratings: 5/10
Genre: Fiction, Adult Fiction

"'Jean Louise, have you ever thought about coming home?'
'If you will refrain from echoing either the last clause or the last word of everything I say to you, I will be much obliged. Home. Yes, home.'
Jean Louise grinned. He was becoming Uncle Jack again. 'No sir,' she said.
'Well, at the risk of overloading you, could you possibly give an undertaking to think about it? You may not know it, but there's room for you down here.'
'You mean Atticus needs me?'
'Not altogether. I was thinking of Maycomb.'
'That'd be great, with me on one side and everybody else on the other. If life's an endless flow of the kind of talk I heard this morning, I don't think I'd exactly fit in."

Saturday, 12 September 2015

One Day...Couldn't Put it Down

Title: One Day
Author: David Nicholls
ISBN: 978-1444724585
Rating: 8/10
Genre: Romance, comedy, drama

"You are smart and funny and kind (too kind if you ask me) and by far the cleverest person I know. are also a Very Attractive Woman. And...yes I do mean 'sexy' as well, though I do feel a bit sick writing it down. Well I am not going to scribble it out because it's politically incorrect to call someone 'sexy' because it is also TRUE. You're gorgeous you old hag, and if I could get you just one gift ever for the rest of your life it would be this. Confidence. It would be the gift of Confidence. Either that or a scented candle."

Tuesday, 1 September 2015

Kitty Hawk and the Curse of the Yukon Gold...the beginning

Title: Kitty Hawk and the Curse of the Yukon Gold
Author: Iain Reading
ISBN: 978-1502300874
Rating: 6/10
Genre: Young adult, action, adventure, mystery

"Stopping for what felt like the hundredth time, I leaned over, face down on all fours, to inhale and exhale raggedly. Stretching my neck forward, I looked up toward the summit. The line of orange poles seemed to stretch on forever, winding back and forth across the waterfall of rocks and stones and boulders that cascaded down between the two small peaks up above me.
That is exactly what it looked like - a waterfall of rock. There could not possibly be better words to describe it than that. It was as though some immense pair of hands had poured a giant bucket or rocks and boulders down the slope towards where I was catching my breathe."