I’m pretty nosey. I love looking at other people’s houses and all the little bits and bobs that make a home unique. I think it comes from when I was a child and on Saturdays my mum would sometimes arrange house viewings, pretending she was secretly wealthy and looking to buy. (That was probably what sparked our favourite game of ‘Estate Agents’ too). I particularly love rooting around on other people’s bookcases. It’s like a library, but without having to remember your card.
Unfortunately you’re not really allowed to just go into other people’s homes and start poking around in their bedrooms or anything. I think it’s called stalking, or possibly breaking and entering, depending on whether or not they are home at the time. I’m writing this post then in the hope that if I share a picture of my books, some people might return the favour. (Some might call this desperate, I prefer to call it ‘showing my initiative’).
This is what my bedside table looks like at the moment:
I have a rather annoying habit of starting books, getting about 10 pages in, and then starting something else, so apart from the lamp and an assortment of owl themed items, I’ve got…
The Mummyfesto – this is classic chick lit, but with a bit of a political edge, as a group of mummies discover a talent for political activism when they start a campaign to save the school lollipop lady. The Mummyfesto, which is published at the end of this month, has a website to go with it – www.mummyfesto.co.uk – where you can join in the debate about how government policy effects us as mothers. Well worth a look is you have secret political ambitions.
Death and the Penguin – this is a Christmas book, and one I have actually read the whole way through. Hoorah! It reminds me a bit of when I started writing a post-apocalyptic story involving a camel.
A Street Cat Named Bob – Another Christmas book, and another one that I’ve finished. It lacked a little something in the literary style department, but then it is written by an ex heroin addict Big Issue seller. It was very sweet though, even if sometimes James read a little too much into Bob’s behaviour. The fact that Bob eats his dinner quickly, all in one go, really isn’t a sign James that he has led a hard life on the streets, never sure where his next meal will come from. It’s just a sign I’m afraid that he’s a cat.
The Hundred Year Old Man Who Climbed Out of The Window and Disappeared – This one is about a hundred year old man who, er, climbs out of his window and, well, disappears. His fate is doubly sealed when on a whim he steals a suitcase from a gang member who has left it in his care while he goes to the toilet.
The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole, aged 13 3/4 – You know how there are some foods, like biscuits dipped in tea of a big bowl of cheesy chips, that just make everything feel OK? Adrian Mole is the book equivalent for me. I have read and reread them all so many times, and yet every time I get more of the jokes. I am a bit slow like that sometimes.
Licking the Spoon – A memoir about family alcoholism, troubled childhoods and marrying a man when you are actually gay and then having to get a divorce. (As you do). Oh and food. There is a lot of food in it. I’m actually giving away a copy at the moment if you’d like to win one.
Wool – I haven’t started this one yet, but I was drawn in by the blurb – “In a ruined and hostile landscape, in a future few have been unlucky enough to survive, a community exists in a giant underground silo”. Sounds pretty cool doesn’t it? I love a bit of post-apocalyptic fiction, if only to make you grateful that you don’t live in a world ruled by man-eating plants where everyone is forced to live on a diet of old planks and bits of coal.
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