Challenge criteria: A book with characters who are twins
Our memories are what make us who we are. Some are real. Some are made up. But they are the stories that tell us who we are. Without them we are nobody.
Hattie’s summer isn’t going as planned. Her two best friends have abandoned her: Reuben has run off to Europe to ‘find himself” and Kat is in Edinburgh with her new girlfriend. Meanwhile Hattie is stuck babysitting her twin siblings and dealing with endless drama around her mum’s wedding. Oh, and she’s also just discovered that she’s pregnant with Reuben’s baby.
How do you make the switch from talking about books every day to writing them? Ask Isabelle Broom, who did just that. She previously worked as the Book Reviews Editor for heat Magazine in the UK, spending her days reading books and getting the reviews ready for the magazine’s weekly readers. In 2015, she set pen to paper herself to find out just what writing is like. Since then, four books have been released with Isabelle’s name on their (beautiful) covers.
Challenge criteria: A book by an author from a country you’ve never visited
It’s a year and a half on from Paper Aeroplanes, and Renée is now living with her Aunty Jo. They even have geese, and Renée likes to sit and watch them, wondering if she’ll ever find ‘the One’ – someone who will love her no matter what, and be there for her no matter how bad things get.
Challenge criteria: A book with an eccentric character
(Disclaimer: This book was sent to me by the publisher, HQ Stories, in exchange for an honest review. This has in no way affected my opinion of the book, nor the outcome of this review.)
If you could turn back time, would you choose a different life?
Forty-something Maggie is facing some hard truths. Her only child has flown the nest for university and, without her daughter in the house, she’s realising her life, and her marriage to Dan, is more than a little stale.
Alright, yes, I do bang on about it. But I promise, this is a post that maybe you won’t roll your eyes too deep into your skull at. Maybe.
In the time leading up to when I left Ireland to move to the UK, I’d learned a lot. Both about life, and about myself. And also about how to pack up your whole life into as few suitcases as possible.