BEDIM, day 2: World Book Day

logoIt was World Book Day today, which you’re probably well aware of if you’re a parent, have anything to do with schools or even just a grasp on social media. For the uninitiated (does it take place outside the UK?), World Book Day is an annual celebration of reading, and getting children interested in reading – today’s celebration is the 20th of its kind – marked by inviting children to attend school dressed as their favourite book character, and giving each child a voucher to be spent on novellas written by well-known authors (or bought for a quid, if you’re a bookish child like I was and couldn’t just choose one) sold in bookshops across the country.

Whew. I promise, if you never experienced a World Book Day growing up, it was a very exciting date in any primary schooler’s calendar. Well. Mine, at least.

Books are constantly changing the game for me in so many ways. I’m not much of a TV watcher, save for a few series that warm my heart so effortlessly they’re like comfort food now, but since forever I’ve been opened up to, and shaped by, so many concepts and possibilities I’ve seen in my favourite works of fiction. Here’s my most memorable of those.

  1. All Jacqueline Wilson, everything: I don’t actually remember which Jacqueline Wilson book was my first, but I had some firm favourites: Sleepovers, which I used to read in one sitting whenever I was a bit bored; The Diamond Girls and The Illustrated Mum for how gritty they were and how much of an accomplishment it felt to have finished them (when you’re 9, The Illustrated Mum is really, really long, my God); the Girls In Love series was important to me as a teenager, too – introducing me to proper coming-of-age stuff before I was even remotely close to coming of age.
  2. ‘Noughts and Crosses’, by Malorie Blackman: I’ve ranted and raved about this book so many times before and I doubt I’ll ever stop. At the age of 12, being exposed to a YA novel exploring not only love but politics, war, racism and classism was my real transition into the ‘real world’, so to speak. I remember taking the book with me to sleepovers and waking up earlier than my friends specifically to carry on readng it, and feeling so overcome with every emotion as I turned its final pages that I cried like a baby. A book had never done that to me before. I was arguably too young, at 12, to be reading it, but it’s definitely the most important book to my own timeline that I’ve ever picked up.
  3. ‘The Goldfinch’, by Donna Tartt: I’m actually still reading this one, which is secretly annoying because I aimed to read two books a month this year and it’s only February’s first foray (I know it’s March, I know). However, I’m not annoyed at the book itself – it’s about 900 pages long, built like a brick – because ‘The Goldfinch’ is incredible. I’ve never read a novel in which each setting, character, movement and emotion is explored and analysed in such depth. The plot is largely focused around antique dealership and fine art, two things I can’t say I know anything about, but Tartt has a real gift for immersing the reader in protagonist Theo’s world, and I’m hooked. As a writer, it’s inspired me to do so much more with my words.

So there we have it! Three ways books have influenced me for the better. If only I could appear at work in costume and not be marched straight back out to change…

What’s your favourite book?

Until next time,

Emma x

NaNoWriMo – The Result

It’s the evening of the 28th November, which means in a few days’ time December is going to roll around and the fear of Christmas is going to be instilled into every retail worker, present buyer and Father Christmas roleplayer (I imagine. I wonder how many Santas are sicked on every year? I’m sure it’s more than you’d think.)

Naturally, I didn’t keep up the momentum of NaNoWriMo I started and was so determined to persist with throughout. At about the 1/3 mark, I’d done a hell of a lot: developed this whole host of characters’ personalities and back stories; created a whole fictional city as my setting; not only had I planned the main plot but managed to weave a subplot in there too. It was all going so well.

Then…life happened. I started working 6 day weeks of 40+ hours, using my days off to visit friends in Cardiff and London (for the train journeys foregoing my laptop in favour of a book) and generally just being very tired whenever I had a spare five minutes. I could make excuses all day long as to why I’ve only written about 10,000 words, but that’s the crux of it. I’m just so damn tired all the time, and the looming thought of writing an entire novel was just too much to cope with when an alternative evening involved much simpler, unwinding activities, such as watching a series of The IT Crowd or catching up on I’m A Celebrity…! with a takeaway.

I’m not disheartened though. For the first time in my life, I’ve begun a project that I’m actually excited about and want to see through to the end. I daydream about my characters while I’m steaming away at cappuccino milk behind the bar. I’ve found myself constructing pictures of scenes in my head from turning points in the plot and stringing together exchanges between characters in my head, finding the right words to convey the exact nature of their relationships with one another. I think this means, one way or another, this novel will get written and it’ll be the piece of work I’m proudest of.

So I’m not disappointed. I haven’t exactly won NaNoWriMo, but I haven’t lost either, so I can’t tell if that’s a win-win or not. It probably is. Who knows.

Until next time,

Emma x

Blind Faith by Ben Elton | Review

I read a really cool book recently. It was hilarious, off-the-wall and a little bit scary – everything a dystopian novel should be.

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‘Blind Faith’ by Ben Elton is fascinating. It follows Trafford, a member of this crazy, futuristic, dystopian London, where every movement is broadcast, privacy is damned and every member of the community worships a God-like figure referred to as The Love.

Trafford’s day-to-day life, on the surface, seems much like our own – he lives in an apartment with his wife and daugther, takes the tube to work and has a passion for learning. Very quickly, however, we learn that the London Trafford lives in is a warped caricature of our own. The city seems to operate on a ‘more is more’ policy, with nobody practising any self control – clothes are unnecessary, food is sickly sweet and comes in mountainous quantities.

Bizarrely, and worryingly, this new London is also entirely void of medical treatment. Infant mortality is at an all-time high, with 1 in 2 children dying before their first birthday. Vaccination is unheard of, and those who vaccinate their children are punishable by death. In Trafford’s London, terminal disease is a symbol of the Love’s protection – the Love takes newborns to protect them and bring them closer to His Everlasting Love.

Trafford doesn’t fit the mould of the times he lives in. He has a lot of questions, to which he desperately needs answers.

There’s two aspects of Blind Faith that have catapulted it so far up my list of favourite books. Firstly, it’s essentially one big philosophical debate, masked in a surreal setting that is so absurd it’s laugh-out-loud funny and propped up on the timeless Creationist/Evolutionist discussion. However, all common sense views are turned on their heads in Blind Faith to build this absurd reality. You think you’ve read the worst, surely it can’t get any more ridiculous than THIS?!, but then it does – and it’s like that for the whole novel.

The other aspect is that, scarily, everything Trafford experiences is so relatable to the world we live in in 2016. Giving children ridiculous names, sharing intimate details of their lives on their blogs and livestreams, blindly following the word of the Love without a second thought (I’m, uh, looking at you, Trump supporters…) rings a little too true with the way in which technology is integrated in our lives at the moment. It’s crazy, and all so, so exaggerated, but the entire time I was reading there was this niggling ‘what if…?’ that I just couldn’t shake.

In summary: LOVED IT. If you like your satire both intelligent and by the bucketload, but also like a book that starts a dialogue and gets you thinking, then Blind Faith is a novel you really can’t miss.

Until next time,

Emma x

All Good Things

Haven’t blogged in a month. Was recently reminded by my friend Polly that my blog, in her words, is ‘DEAD’. Caps and all. We’re still friends, I promise. It’s been a rocky month at home, but now I’m back to wanting to write again. That’s nice, isn’t it?

Anyway. Things I’ve done since the 12th of July (my last post) include…

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1. The Ukelele
Yes, you read that correctly. I have decided, after months of trying to shimmy myself into a hobby (teaching myself Italian and attempting to re-learn how to knit were among the non-starters), that the tiny guitar usually reserved for YouTube musicians and primary school children will be my weapon of choice. I discovered that Sue Ryder, a UK medical care and support charity, actually sell their own range of beginner’s ukeleles in a variety of colours. I opted for the garish orange model – of course I did, this is me we’re talking about – and with the help of my guitar tutor brother (handy) I’ve started tackling the basics. I’m enjoying it so far!

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2. Read some great books
Since the 12th of July I have finished two books (and I’m currently trying to juggle another two: bit of a Fletcher fest this end, I’ve gone for Billy And Me by Giovanna, and On The Other Side by Carrie Hope). They were both fantastic reads and I’d highly recommend them both!

– the first was I Let You Go, by Clare Mackintosh – a really creepy crime novel that rapidly becomes a psychological thriller that’ll make your blood boil and not want to move until you’ve finished it. Part 1’s a bit slow, but it’s all context and it’s all crucial to the development of the plot – once you hit Part 2 you’ll be on the edge of your seat. This was also a bonus, while I was still in the post-book haze:

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– the second was Dead Famous by Ben Elton, which I bought off the back of watching a ScarfDemon YouTube video (this one, to be exact!). Ben Elton’s writing style is quick, witty and his characters are so well-rounded and likeable. Dead Famous is a parody of Big Brother, written at the time where BB was the talking point of the summer. Elton introduces a cast of wacky housemates, but throws a whodunnit into the mix when a housemate is murdered on day 27 with no recorded evidence. The timeline of events is so cleverly presented in Dead Famous that you’ll be kept guessing right until the final few pages.

3. Bought…a lot of new clothes
I won’t disclose how much I actually spent, because I’m slightly ashamed, but it’s one of the best things I did this month. On a night out a few weeks ago I realised I didn’t have anything to wear that I felt good in. I felt the same a few nights ago heading to a chilled reunion with all but one of my girls, and that night didn’t even require leaving the house. So I did what any girl in a self-esteem crisis would do – took myself off to Birmingham for the morning in my easiest-to-remove pinafore and tried on half the clothes in the Bullring. I came back with six tops, three skirts, two pairs of shoes, a feeling of accomplishment and a depleted bank balance. All in all, good Saturday. If only I now had any money left to go out and look good in the things I bought…

So that’s been my month! I’ve done a lot of hanging out with pals, foaming milk and blending milkshakes, but these are the bits and pieces I’ve done for myself, by myself – something that’s equally as important to feel comfortable doing.

If you fancy checking out the ukeleles – they’re £14.99 each and the proceeds go towards helping critically ill patients and their loved ones when they really need it – you can peruse the whole collection here.

Emma x

Fangirl – Rainbow Rowell Review

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What is it? The answer to every fanfic-writing, slash-shipping Tumblr user’s desires, that’s what this is. ‘Fangirl’ is a coming-of-age novel following twins Cath and Wren as they move away to college. Wren is keen to throw herself into university life – parties, boys, drinking, the lot – while Cath would rather stay in her room updating her renowned fanfiction Carry On, Simon, thank you very much. It’s a story about love: the love between siblings; first gooey, mushy love; but overall, a love of fanfiction.

Why did I pick it up? Throughout my whole teenage life, I was Cath. (I read my first fanfiction at the tender age of 14 in which I had to literally take breaks to giggle because it was so smutty). Not only that, I was feeling a little bit low on Monday afternoon and fancied treating myself to something fun and easy-going to read – next thing I know I’m walking out of WH Smith’s £7.99 lighter with this in my hands.

What was good about it? I got out of Fangirl exactly what I expected. It was such an easy, fun read that I finished it in two days (bit of a rarity for me – I’m such a slow reader!). The lineup of characters are endearing and believable – I saw bits of myself in both Cath and Wren when I look back at my own university experience, and I totally fell for Levi’s charm.

I can’t praise Rainbow Rowell enough for capturing and documenting the quite unique lifestyle of a millenial in the ‘Tumblr generation’ – as far as I’m aware there’s no YA novel out currently that confronts the fanfiction phenomena so directly and turns all the negative stigma surrounding an adolescence on the Internet on its head. Cath isn’t embarrassed or ashamed of her passions, which was a breath of fresh air – all my teenage experience of fandom was kept under wraps to 99% of the outside world for fear of being ridiculed.

What wasn’t so good about it? The lengthy excerpts of Cath’s fanfic Carry On, Simon. I get that they were essential in moving Cath’s character development forward, but personally I’ve never been able to read fanfiction of a pairing that I’m not already invested in, so to have snippets of Simon and Baz’s story featured so heavily in Fangirl turned into a bit of a chore for me to get through. I even found myself skipping through some of the longer parts. I was much more focused on Cath’s journey than her fictional characters’, as she was the protagonist we were getting to know!

(Plus, reading your fanfic to a potential boyfriend? Cringe. Cringe cringe cringe. I imagined myself doing the same and the secondhand embarrassment was off the charts.)

Overall Rating: 4/5. A lighthearted, easygoing, relatable must-read if you’ve ever so much as dabbled in fandom.

Until next time,

Emma x

Room by Emma Donoghue | Review

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What is it? The blurb on this book is simple and intriguing. It reads, ‘Jack is five. He lives in a single, locked room with his Ma.’, and to keep things spoiler free (trust me, you’ll love this read a hell of a lot more if you go into it spoiler free) I’ll leave it at that. It’s a bestselling novel with a fascinating premise.

Why did I pick it up? Okay, everyone’s talking about Room at the moment, which may have something to do with the fact it’s been recently made into a film starring the wonderful Brie Larson. It was also recommended to me by my friend Vicky, who I generally trust with book recommendations (alongside everything else!) For both of these reasons, when I saw this copy reduced to £3 in The Works I picked it up straight away.

What was good about it? So many things. I absolutely loved this book for its creepiness, quirkiness and how compelling it was. I took it to Tenerife – what a nice, lighthearted holiday read, right? – and was totally engrossed right up until I finished it on the plane home. The standout feature of this novel, which I think Donoghue has captured and portrayed perfectly, is Jack’s use of language and the way in which the cogs in his brain turn as he learns. He’s an intelligent, questioning, logical five year old, and following him as he finds his grasp on figurative speech is fascinating. Really. Those of you who’ve read Room will know exactly what I mean.

What wasn’t so good about it? I can’t really fault Room. Jack and Ma are endearing as leads, the story is edge-of-your-seat stuff, I even felt myself getting attached to the supporting characters (Steppa in particular. Loved him.) The one thing that did take me a little by surprise was the focus on breastfeeding, but that’s because squeamish is my middle name. It’s a great plot device in driving home the dire, awful nature of Jack and Ma’s living conditions.

But still. Ick.

Overall Rating: 5/5. Go read this book. Move it to the top of your ‘to read’ pile (don’t tell me you don’t have one.)

Until next time,

Emma x

Modern Romance – Aziz Ansari & Eric Klinenberg

 

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What is it?: Modern Romance is an in-depth investigation into the effects of the modern, technological world on dating, sex, love and marraige, led by comedian Aziz Ansari and social scientist Eric Klinenberg.

Why did I pick it up?: I love Aziz. Last summer I got really into Parks & Rec, and I was hoping this book would be a hilarious take on a topic relevant to my own life. (I may or may not have read the majority of the book in Tom Haverford’s voice.)

What was good about it?: Modern Romance is a pretty fascinating read, full of quips and anecdotes of Aziz’s own dating experiences which keeps things entertaining and laugh-out-loud funny in parts. I’ve learned a lot from this book: everything from the bizarre Japanese ‘herbivore man’ phenomenon, the correct way to manage your OKCupid inbox and the shocking correlation between online dating and marraige (did you know that between 2005 and 2012, ONE THIRD of American couples who got married met online?!) to the extent of Aziz’s intimate relationship with ramen and the tale of doughnut-loving Alfredo – all topped off with some surprisingly profound philosophy from rapper Pitbull (yes. Really.)

What wasn’t so good about it?: I can’t really pinpoint many serious negatives. I suppose, going into a book about the differences between modern romance and romance in older generations, there are a lot of ‘revelations’ Aziz comes to that seem a bit obvious – having more options due to apps such as Tinder and our grandparents’ generation being more likely to marry those who lived nearby, for instance.

Overall Rating: 4.5/5! This is a great, fresh, non-fiction read. Even if you’re not a Parks & Rec fan (and if you’re not, why not?), you’ll enjoy this.

Emma x

We Are All Completely Beside Ourselves | Spoiler-y Review

I’m going to stick a really big disclaimer on this post and that is, if you’re planning to read this book in the future or even just think it might be something that’ll interest you, do not settle in. I can tell you from the outset, spoiler-free, that this book is so unique and, I’d say, best enjoyed if you go in completely blind as I did.

I really, really enjoyed this book. It has a hell of a lot of character and I got out of it exactly what I was expecting (and more!) – a powerful novel focused on the relationship between siblings in a dysfunctional family. Because the way I usually review books is tired and without much direction, I’m going to be snagging some of the discussion qs from the back of the book, because I’ve found a few that pick out my favourite aspects of this read.

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Before we get stuck in, I suppose I’d better summarise the story briefly. We meet Rosemary, an introverted student, as she unexpectedly becomes part of a scuffle in the college canteen. It becomes apparent, fairly early on, that things haven’t always been this way – now choosing to stay silent, Rosemary was once a lively, brash, chatterbox child. She hasn’t been the same since the disappearance of her crazy twin sister Fern. Not only that, but it’s been ten years since her brother Lowell took off, sending only unsigned postcards in his wake.

So. This book. This book this book this book!

“It’s not until page 77 that we discover Fern is a chimpanzee. Rosemary’s keen to control the way the reader is introduced to certain ideas, in this case so she can establish Fern as her sister and not an animal. Did that work for you?”

For me, this was my favourite aspect of my whole reading experience. I had absolutely no idea that Fern was anything but a human twin until this point. I was so shocked! I was thoroughly controlled. If Fern had been introdued as a chimpanzee from the offset, I’m sure this would create some sort of emotional barrier between the reader and the sisters. As it is, in Rosemary’s words it is evident that their relationship runs much deeper than family pet and child. Following Fern’s departure, this is made all the more clear when Rosemary says it was easier for her brother and parents to adjust as they had a life before Fern, whereas Rosemary knew no different to the bond she shared with her. (such a bad paraphrase if I can find the quote from the book I’ll add it agh)

“Does the ending mean Rosemary has atoned for her earlier sins? Does she need to?”

The tone of the ending was absolutely perfect. The style in which the whole novel is delivered – piece by piece, non-chronologically – reflects her family’s imperfect nature. By no means is Rosemary ‘in the clear’, so to speak, and throughout the novel very few loose ends are tied and moments of clarity reached. Where Rosemary ends her story, her brother Lowell is still on the run, and there’s still deep-rooted, unsolved resentment between the human children and their parents. The ending scene is placed as a moment of calm amongst the chaos. We see Rosemary and Fern’s reunion after 22 years as a simple, natural exchange, and yet it’s such a significant moment in their relationship that I did tear up on the train reading it (yes, really.) Atonement does not seem necessary. The Cookes have a long way to go, but the love between Fern and Rosemary is unconditional.

The non-chronological narrative Rosemary uses in telling her story deserves a nod of its own, I think. Many features of this story – Fern being a chimpanzee, the parents using their children for a psychological experiment, even Rosemary’s tendancy to overshare as a child – inevitably would rouse certain judgements in the reader. By telling the story in such a roundabout way, we are able to empathize more closely with Rosemary by learning more about her as a person, thus understanding her on a personal level. Let’s face it, if you knew somebody who’d been raised to believe a chimpanzee was her sister and nothing else about her, you’d instantly be thinking that she’s a bit cookoo.

As Rosemary says, in every ‘human being’, the ‘being’ is much more important than the ‘human’.

Until tomorrow,

Emma x

My 2016 In Books

I’ve read three books so far in 2016. I’m on my fourth. Speaking purely on precedent it would seem I’m not that great at posting book reviews as soon as I’m done with a book, or making them that engaging (‘I loved the plot!’ ‘this character felt so REAL!’ ‘no spoilers though’ blah blah)

SO here are the books I’ve read, hopefully without the waffle I’ve become so good at…waffling.

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Oranges Are Not The Only Fruit by Jeanette Winterson

Okay, I picked this one up in Oxfam because I’d heard it’s become a bit of a classic in the gay & lesbian genre, and wanted to see what the fuss was about. OANTOF isn’t the novel I was expecting, and at times it’s difficult to tell whether this has autobiographical elements or not – the protagonist is also called Jeanette, and the fragments that make up her story are told without too much padding of the setting. So the style was very different to what I’m used to, but not in a bad way.

OANTOF follows Jeanette’s transgression from her life as a destined missionary to her decision to leave the church at 16 for the women she has fallen for along the way. As someone who isn’t 100% anything when it comes to their sexuality, it was great to pick this up and have something to identify with, if only a little bit. There’s a great motif of oranges running through this book to mirror her awakening, too – whenever Jeanette begins to act out or question her faith, she is given an orange to eat. By the end of her story, she’s sick of oranges and sick of the person she was raised to become.

“I knew that demons entered wherever there was a weak point. If I had a demon my weak point was Melanie, but she was beautiful and good and had loved me. Can love really belong to the demon?” 

 

Me Before You by JoJo Moyes (spoilers!)

If you have so much as a toe dipped into the chick lit world, you’ll have heard of Me Before You. The cover boasts that it’s sold 5 million copies worldwide, I’d only heard glowing reviews from friends who’ve read it before and it’s currently being adapted into a film starring Sam Claflin and Emilia Clarke. All good things, right?

Off the back of this hype, I was honestly expecting more. To give credit where it’s due, Me Before You is an unputdownable book – it’s an easy read with parts that did have me laughing. But that’s about it.

Maybe I’m just desensitised to the subject of death in media altogether, but I didn’t find myself connecting to the characters or their plight all too much. I didn’t really feel sorry for Will. His situation was very sugar coated in the sense that, despite his condition, he still had his riches, his dashing good looks and his loving family surrounding him. I’ve seen the uglier side of debilitating illness and can’t help but wish the story had gone a bit deeper with its depiction of quadriplegia. Also, as much as I liked the ditzy, girl-next-door character of Lou, the basis of the plot – that as his carer she could come into Will’s life and change his intentions to end his own life – left a bad taste in my mouth. The subject of assisted dying only seemed to be touched on from the opposing side. Maybe it’s because this contradicts my own views, but I just don’t feel it works. The story could’ve been handled a lot better, in my opinion. Sorry!

The Girl On The Train by Paula Hawkins

Now, here is a book I enjoyed. Again, bought on the basis of its critical acclaim, and recommendations from so many friends to give it a go. It’s the first proper thriller I’ve read and, if you’re in that boat too, it’s a great introduction to the genre. The novel follows Rachel, who as an innocent bystander taking the commuter train into London one day witnesses something, just off the tracks, that draws her into an investigation much bigger than she could’ve anticipated.

Rachel – and her alcoholism – are portrayed in a very real, no frills way. She’s messy, she’s clumsy, she’s a little bit mad. As the reader I was definitely rooting for her in parts, and along with her I felt Rachel’s struggle in getting her voice heard.

Although this story is Rachel’s to tell, it’s not told entirely from her perspective and I really liked this element. Hawkins uses three viewpoints in total to give a rounded version of events, and I found myself reading quicker and quicker towards the end as the pieces of the puzzle slotted together with every chapter. That being said, the ending still took me completely by surprise – so much so that I threw the book down and shouted something along the lines of ‘what the FUCK’. I’m just happy I wasn’t reading it in public otherwise that would’ve turned a few heads!

So that’s everything I’ve read so far. I’m currently reading ‘We Are All Completely Beside Ourselves’, but I’m barely a quarter of the way through so I can’t say too much yet. However, what I can already say is that it’s very unlike any book I’ve read so far with a very peculiar twist element that totally took me by surprise. You’ll have to give it a read to see what I mean!

Until tomorrow,

Emma x

 

 

To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee | A (Long Overdue) Review

The hype surrounding the release of Go Set A Watchman this year made me realise that I was in the minority by not having read its predecessor, To Kill A Mockingbird. Secondary school did me wrong. Over the summer, I decided I wanted to see what made this ‘timeless classic’ a timeless classic.

I really wasn’t disappointed! I loved TKAM. It truly deserves all the praise it’s had over the past 50 years.

To Kill A Mockingbird follows spunky Scout Finch and her exposure to the deep-rooted racism and classism of early 20th century southern USA through her lawyer father Atticus’ trial, in which he defends a black man charged with the rape of a white girl. Throughout the novel, alongside her older brother Jem (and their friend Dil each summer), the novel follows Scout’s journey through childhood – fitting in at school, learning some important life lessons and keeping to the sidelines of Jem’s attempts to uncover the mystery of housebound Boo Radley (which makes for an excellent sub plot, by the way).

What makes this book such a standout for me is that it shamelessly faces up to segregation of society in the era. TKAM was first published in 1965. Until this year, southern USA states had operated since 1890 under the Jim Crow laws which mandated racial segregation in public society. African Americans were regarded as second class citizens, ‘separate but equal’*. TKAM, I can only imagine, was a controversial penny-drop for those reading it in the sixties. Lee plays on the inquisitive nature of a child to highlight the serious issue of racial segregation and prove how obviously wrong it was. I loved that.

The characters in TKAM are a diverse range of vibrant, bright, relatable personalities. My favourite of the bunch has to be Calpurnia, the Finch’s black housekeeper. Her presence in the family’s lives was comforting, heartwarming and refreshing. She’s witty and not afraid to stick up for what she believes in. Bridging the gap between hers and the white culture within Maycomb with an air of acceptance and seamlessness is what makes me like her so much.

All in all, TKAM is a classic that doesn’t carry the ‘weighty’ stigma of titles such as War & Peace or Jane Eyre. It’s fun, captivating and, within the context of the time it was published, incredibly thought provoking. There’s so much more I could say about TKAM, but I’d be going on for days and you could probably read the novel itself in less time. Read it! Read it read it read it.

Until next time,

Emma x

*I’m not going to lie, this is a Wikipedia quote. Whoops.