“I was growing less and less attached to life. If I kept going, I thought, I’d disappear completely, then reappear in some new form. This was my hope. This was the dream.”
2020: My Year of Rest and Relaxation?
“No one knows what it means, but it’s provocative” – Art’s Power to Offend
The power of art lies in its ability to make us feel things. Some say it is better to receive a negative reaction to your art than none at all, as at least it means you have made someone feel something. Yet currently, in the height of ‘cancel culture’ the freedom of art is being challenged, and it seems art is losing its right to offend.
Capitalising on the Coronavirus
“The outbreak of a mysterious and deadly disease” and the search for a vaccine. Is this an extract from the BBC on the developments of COVID-19? No, this is the synopsis to Stanley Johnson’s novel The Virus.
The Mystery of the Mind’s Eye
Emily Cooper Smith Are you an avid reader who finds it hard to fathom why certain people dislike reading? For some, Aphantasia could be the answer. If I told you to think […]
The Faces of Ken Kesey
Ken Kesey’s first published novel One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest saves to be a story that is more than just a simple journey taken with characters.
What even is the point of books anymore?
I don’t care about what a book looks like on a shelf. I have never cared about the aesthetics of being a reader – books simpering on their pedestals, waiting to pose against a gravel backdrop and gain a million likes.
Why Can’t I Throw Books Away? Dealing With an Attachment Issue.
I, like many people, buy books if they have pretty covers. This applies even if I already own a copy of said book. Leading me to have multiple copies of Pride and Prejudice, and even books I’m not fond of like Great Expectations. I counted 10 copies of Alice in Wonderland. Did I used to have an obsession with Alice in Wonderland? Yes. Do I now? No. Shouldn’t I be able to get rid of the excess copies? No, they mean too much.
Stop Romanticising Toxic Relationships in YA
“Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same”- Emily Bronte
I wish I could say I was a cultured 13-year-old reading Wuthering Heights, quoting Bronte. In reality, I first read this quote in the One Direction fanfiction After by Anna Todd on Wattpad.
My English Degree and My Love/Hate Relationship with Books
I chose to study English literature at university because I liked reading. What 17-year-old me didn’t realise was that I liked reading in moderation, and on my own terms.
Mulligangate? Harveygate? Varietygate? The Failures in Digital Publishing
Whatever you want to call it, Variety magazine’s recent faux pas has proved that you get what you pay for in digital publishing. Or is it what you don’t pay for?
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