The Handmaids’ tale
By Margaret Atwood
“Nolite te bastardes carborundorum”
This is one of the big titles right now. A very scary future, could this happen to us? I don’t think so. Yes, there are things going on in the world that scare us. And yes, we need to stand up for our right. As women , as men, as people. But to have our world taken away that easily?
I hadn’t read this book until now. Mostly because it is on the #OurSharedShelf reading list, I decided to give it a try. While I like my dystopian novel, I wasn’t impressed with this one. I understand the gaps in the story, it’s told by a woman who needs to survive, to adapt to be able to survive, and memories tend to not always be so accurate. How deceiving it is, our mind.
The biggest disappointment was the end. So sudden, so unexpected, so lame. Maybe I’m too used to female heroines who aim to go out in a blaze of fire, and save themselves and the world doing so. Glorious. This was a candle fizzing out, with a epilogue that made little sense. Why didn’t they fight harder?
It’s not even real Latin.
Is it boredom
Or it is tiredness
How do you sleep at night
Do you sleep at night
Dreaming or drowning
Every day a struggle
Get up and get going
Winter is here
Darkness is here
Lead me to the light
Caress me in my sleep
Hold when I’m awake
I am here
Outlander by Diana Gabaldon & (probably) Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness
I’m watching Outlander season two and I thought I was missing something from the books. Didn’t Jamie own a print shop? In Edinburgh? Or was that later?
Then I thought: Am I confusing him with Matthew from the Discovery of Witches series by Deborah Harkness? Because it could be. Not that both book series are the same, but I did fall in love with both, so it may be a tad hard to distinguish the two after a few years.
Which ofcourse means I have to read Discovery of Witches again. *smiles happily*
And finish the whole Outlander series (I’ve read 1-3)
But first, off to the Dark Tower again!
I just read on Facebook that I lost you. That you are no longer in my life. Entered the clearing at the end of the path.
I knew you weren’t well, a few days ago a message on your Facebook page told me you stopped the treatment at the hospital and went home, no unexpected visitors allowed. My messages to your phone weren’t read anymore and I don’t know how you celebrated your birthday last week.
We hadn’t talked much since I moved away last summer, but it was ok between us I thought. I never realised you were getting sicker as you didn’t tell me. This was so you, not wanting other people worried about you. Always looking out for everyone else.
I glad you had these three bonus years after the scare we had when you were in the coma for 17 days. I watched and helped you recover from a little old lady to the determined woman that you have always been. The one with the big heart who’s days were filled by helping others.
My sweet friend, my heart grieves for you and I hope you went in peace. I will miss you. You and your kind heart, your wisdom and your laughter. RIP.
by Helen Callaghan
“It was impossible to tell whether this was subtlety or social denseness at this point.”
This book could’ve been on the number 3 spot of this challenge, because I picked it up because of the cover. It was absolutely intriguing to me. The synopsis made it even more interesting.
It’s about a teacher, Margot Lewis, who writes a ‘Dear Amy’ column for a local newspaper. One day she receives a letter from a girl who went missing 20 years before, a day after one of her students goes missing as well. The letter is signed by Bethan Avery and the handwriting matches a sample of Bethan’s that the police has kept as evidence. No one had heard from the girl since her abduction. Margot is worried for both Bethan and her missing student Katie. Together with the police she tries to figure out whether the cases are connected. But then Margot is targeted herself.
The first half of the book has you glued to the pages, but the end was too obvious for me to be a real plot twister. The book is certainly well written, so I hope I’ll get a chance to read Helen Callahan’s next novel some day.
Meet me at Beachcomber Bay
by Jill Mansell
“Sometimes it only takes a split second for a state of absolute calm to turn to one of horror and panic”
I think it’s nearly impossible for Jill Mansell to let me down. This book was another page turner, made me laugh and cry, sometimes even at the same time. There was a plot twist I didn’t see coming (and one that was obvious, but I wouldn’t have it any other way).
There’s something in her books that makes me buy them as soon as they’re published. I then proceed to read them, sometimes even in one sitting. My first was 15 years ago and I’ve been hooked ever since. In the beginning the stories were rather the same, girl meets boy, girls meets another boy, girl chooses one of the boys and lives happily ever after. Jill has a great sense of humour and I love her writing, every single book made me laugh. Then suddenly there was a change. I read ‘To the moon and back’ in 2011 and I cried. I cried actual tears. The story was so moving, I didn’t expect that when I bougth my copy. And I’m glad it did, because Jill made me love her stories even more, every book over and over. And yes, I laughed a lot too!
I’d like to take a moment to thank Google for being such a good friend all these years. All my questions, however random they may be, are answered. Sometimes even before I write the whole sentence. You always know where I am and direct me to where I want to go.
Next I’d like to thank Facebook for taking such an interest in my life. Is so nice of you to always ask how I’m doing, what I’m doing, and telling how the weather is going to be today. Wishing me a good morning or goodnight each time I look at you.
I know I’m not the only one being torn between wanted to keep in touch and keeping my personal private space intact. I really feel we should think before we post:
- Is it appropriate?
- Is it harmful?
- Who could I hurt? Myself? Someone else?
- Do I want to risk the possibility that the whole world knows this?
- Is it helpful and positive?
Recently I found this picture here. And I think the I for Inspiring can also be used for Illegal. Today we live in a world where fake news is not easily recognised and people don’t take enough time to verify what they comment on or even read about what they share or retweet.
I strongly believe in sending out positive vibes, however I also want to speak up for a better world. Which means I also share things that make me angry in the hopes that it will inspire others to think about these issues. Still, in my opinion, we should think about the necessity of doing so. The kindness of it. Do you truly believe in the things you share?