Wistful. That's the one word that comes to mind when I look back at how I felt when reading Neil Gaiman's "Ocean at the End of the Lane". This is a story about memories and longing, and about dreams and nightmares. This is a story about the quintessential battle between good and evil, about... Continue Reading →
Impressions in a Nutshell
From the first time I read a book review, I've had an unusual love-hate relationship. A book review to me is like this gate at which I stand, before I enter a house. The gate gives me an idea of what I might expect to see inside the house. Is it a house of horrors,... Continue Reading →
The 2016 Goodreads Challenge is Changing My Life
Little else in the world is as exciting as the prospect of reading a new book. For me. It's simply exciting. It's my happy place. It's my grumpy face place. It's my "I-need-drama-and-I-need-it-now" place. It's where I can just be. Which is why, there have been times when I've let myself play truant and just... Continue Reading →