What we think to be our greatest weakness can sometimes be our biggest strength.
After waiting months in agony for this book, I was so happy when I finally laid my hands on this. A Court of Wings and Ruin is he sequel to one of my favourite books ever and I was ridiculously insufferable until I got it. I was prepared to be destroyed by this work and still I dove right into it – not able to stop. I had so many expectations that needed to be fulfilled. So many questions that needed to be answered. After finishing it, there seem to be even more questions than before. And I’m still not over everything that occurred during these pages. No wonder I needed some weeks to gather my thoughts until I was able to put this review together.
What kind of warrior would you be? Would your name be written amongst the legends? Would there be tales told and songs sung of your adventures?
This month I finally received my very first book box from the amazing FairyLoot company. I have eyed their boxes for quite some time now but weren’t able to purchase one due my financial situation. But for May I simply couldn’t resist the fantastical theme of Warriors and Legends. The announcement of the theme hooked me right from the start and before I could even think about it, one of those precious boxes was mine to receive.
i am water
to offer life
to drown it away
I’m simply not the type of person who reads poetry. I never liked it in school and certainly did not enjoy it when I tried to read it again at a later age. So the encounter with Milk and Honey by Rupi Kaur was somehow ill-fated from the beginning. I picked this book up because there was such a rouse over it on the social medias and I thought to myself “why not give it a try?”. And this is how the love story between poetry and a strong-headed but sometimes too emotional girl started.
One little soldier boy left all alone; He went and hanged himself and then there were None.
Praised as the Queen of Mystery I was intrigued at how Agatha Christie wrote her books. Lately I had a thrill for mystery crimes and after doing a bit of research – and the help of a friend – I got to read And Then There Were None (previously published as Ten Little Niggers after the British blackface song but then renamed because of the massively racist meaning). This book was a light read overall with only 300 pages that I would have managed to read in one sitting was it not for my way too busy work life.