I’ve really been enjoying books again recently. I was always that little girl with her nose stuck in a book, but adulthood tends to mean less time to escape away into fairytales, which is hard for someone who loves the escape that fiction gives.
I’ve been tucking a book into my already over-packed bag, just so I can catch 20 minutes on the train to work. And it’s lovely, sitting on a train, as the early morning sunshine streams through and losing myself in whatever has taken my fancy.
These are my picks recently.
If you don’t recognise this gorgeous front cover, then you really must have been living under a rock. It’s hugely popular, and for a reason. I’ve not read something with such hunger in a long time. I remember finishing this, with my feet on Mark’s lap as he watched the football, and I burst into tears and he wasn’t sure what to think.
I went to see the film adaptation last week with him too. And it was beautiful. Hard to watch. But all the same, it was beautiful.
Oh dear. I can’t look at this book now without laughing. And don’t get me wrong, it’s great! So great in fact that I told Mark all about it in my sleep. Including spelling out Baldacci’s surname. I know – I couldn’t believe it either. Until he showed me the recording.
Anyway. I love Baldacci’s books. I’ve been reading them for years, with my Gramps. We’d share our copies out between us and I remember pre-ordering Baldacci’s latest book once for his birthday. If you like a good thriller, with some army/cop background, then you’ll love these. I get so wrapped up in his books and this one is no different.
Oh I love cookery books. I absolutely love reading them. Not so much for recipes to follow, but to learn things and to take inspiration. I loved watching Rachel Khoo’s television series when it was on and her dinky French apartment and effortless style, beauty and cooking wizardry made me long for the dreams I used to have as a teenage girl. I used to harbour a secret fantasy life, working as a freelance journalist in France and writing a book from my tiny balcony overlooking Toulouse or somewhere equally as beautiful.
This book fuels that for me. And the recipes are beautiful and creative and I love the anecdotes and educational tips scattered throughout.
This book is just so inspiring. A true coffee table book, but one you want to read as well as flick through.
Shaun Usher started a site of the same name, that soon became a book of the most inspirational and interesting letters of our time. Sometimes I’ll curl up with this for five or ten minutes, once Bill is in bed, and soak up some handwriting and history.
It’s just lovely.