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The Warehouse by Rob Hart; written in 2019, and much more recognizable in 2021 than I ever hoped. Large companies deliver everything we might wish for to our doorstep as we hardly leave the house anymore: let’s hope the rest of Hart’s dystopian novel doesn’t come true, too.
It has been another week, and the Edgy Winx of Fate: The Winx Saga have not yet left my mind. So let’s dive in again, as I discuss some of the changes that were made to fit the Winx Club characters into a contemporary show for Young Adults.
Ever since I watched Fate: The Winx Saga, it has been bothering me. I can’t let it go! Let’s talk about this quite good show with an unnecessary past, and see if I can get it out of my system.
Sometimes, it’s nice not to complicate things so much. Not all things you do have to be momentous, and not everything you read has to be heavy, dense and philosophical. You’d be surprised sometimes, how much wisdom you find where you don’t expect it.
Not every book you’ll ever read is going to be a masterpiece. However, some books might surprise you in the long run, if you’re prepared to stick around.
I finally got around to the new book Eragon-writer Christopher Paolini published last year. It made me feel a lot of feelings and think a lot of thoughts, but not in the way you’d generally expect…
Time for another Goodreading! If on a winter’s night a traveller by Italo Calvino is definitely one of the strangest books I’ve read. It’s also been one of the least predictable books I’ve read, and in enjoyed it thoroughly. Being made aware of your own act of reading is always a bit awkward, but the subject of reading is one that really should be discussed more in literature. As contradictory as that might sound.
I love tea, I love reading. A no brainer then, to pick up this little book, The Book of Tea by Kakuzo Okakura. Little did I know that along with discussing tea, it’d discuss culture, life, beauty and everything in between.
A thin layer of light grey dust had appeared next to my bed, atop of that which is so precious to me. How could I have let this happen? How did these trecherous specks of dust manage to flock together atop that stack of my beloved books? What have I been doing the last few weeks?!
Washington Black, a tough book to love, since the subject is too complex to simply love! Yes, I just blamed a book for being too real. Read my thoughts, read the book, then share yours!
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