who is the literal reviewer?

I am the literal reviewer. I voraciously read and want to share the fruits of my labours, so to speak. Therefore, I am publishing a blog to discuss books as I read them – hopefully one a week but we shall see…

I will give the title, author, ISBN number (if available) and a general synopsis of the plot, before moving on to some deeper discussion e.g. of character, plot and subplot, and themes. I won’t make it too highbrow – believe me, it isn’t my style! I want to make it accessible to everyone, and encourage people to read more, too. Obviously, I will give my opinion, and if I feel there is an option, give alternatives – sort of an, “if you like x you might also like y”.



feeling full of the joys of starting a new work based qualification. have filled out all of the forms I was meant to hand back approximately two months ago to do with being handed an all new shiny glossy employee handbook which I still haven’t read. can’t help it, it’s an exercise in how to bore yourself rigid in three easy steps :

and in case you were wondering, here are said three easy steps for your delectation…

step 1 open employee handbook

step 2 read employee handbook

step 3 fall into a boredom induced coma

shows a dreadful work ethic but there you go. also, been sorting out drawers owned by small child who has re grown her previously long hair and now requires the contents of Claire’s Accessories with which to adorn it. for all you readers hailing from the USA Claire’s Accessories is a shop that sells hair clips, hair bands, and the like of which no self-respecting person with their own money would set foot into but is universally loved by anyone aged 15 and under. I am in a secular version of religious zeal about tidying and sorting out. don’t worry though, the novelty will soon wear off and I will be back to normal

blog off

had an interesting day testing the limits of my disappoint-o-meter … luckily pick n mix from Sir William of Morrison didn’t register on that scale. trying to watch season five Mentalist episodes but Candy Crush is a-calling me and the tournaments they are being won by yours truly. I am the queen


post-innard-trauma(tic) stress disorder

now I have all but recovered from my digestive difficulties I am back to fighting fitness – well insofar as someone who basically lives on chocolate and black coffee can be. my best chum has come back from holiday after having an allergic reaction to suncream which made his whole face swell up to epic proportions (judging by the photos) and landed him in hospital in Lanzarote and here in the good old United of Kingdom.

lucky my gastric grievance was internal and didn’t show on the outside – apart from me being occasionally struck down by griping pains that had me nearly bent double but that kind of abdominal affliction can be disguised somewhat.

all in all not National Healthy Kerry Week but well on the road to recovery

innard trauma

insides are all wrong these last few days (four in fact, at the last count). feels like someone’s got a fistful of my food-digesting parts and is giving them a good ol’ fashioned Chinese burn.

the drugs don’t work. well, not yet anyway.

bf’s surprisingly sympathetic – not at all like him. liking this. its like having a male nurse I can sleep with (yay!)

to be or not to be

I want to be … a tree.
a line I remember from an ancient Prudential advert aired sometime in the late 1980s or early 1990s. frankly at this stage in my chronology my memory for dates is beginning to get a little hazy. I don’t know yet – and to be honest it is beginning to get a little late for indecision – what I really want to do. after all there are so many wonderful and varied things I can turn my hand to. like writing this blog. and drawing (see “Gannet” post). and work wise, caring for older people with learning disabilities, administration, bar work, waitressing, working on the tills in a supermarket, working in a book shop… oh, a veritable plethora of skills I can apply to any given employment situation. I can manage a switchboard, I can do data input, copy type, be a legal secretary… I’m a wonder woman of epicness. and the like.