I know, right? I swear blind that my posts won’t falter over Christmas due to my supreme lack of life and then… complete radio silence. Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure you weren’t all sobbing into your pillows or anything, but succumbing to flu (Actual Flu not just an overdramatic cold) means that I have five end-of-year posts overdue and some reviews to write that I really did want to have written before January 1st. Expect to be bombarded with blog posts over the next few days.
So, let’s begin with what I got for Christmas. How lucky am I?
Over Christmas, I learned that Laura is pretty much the best person ever. She was the person designated to send to me for the Secret Santa between myself, Laura, Katie, Ellie, Charlotte and Bex. I did actually take photographs because it was all wrapped and pretty and lovely… but then I lost them during the Great Phone Switch-Over of 2014. Speaking of, if you get confused who-are-you texts from me, just don’t worry about it 🙂
I’m sorry, Laura. I really did love my package. It had an awful lot of chocolate (none of which exists anymore), the orange Pride and Prejudice notebook (that’s definitely going to be my next review pad), Horrorstör and The Haunting of Hill House.
Argh, I got so excited about Horrorstör it’s ridiculous. Does everybody know what it is by now? In case you’ve been living under a rock, it’s designed to look exactly like an IKEA catalogue, complete with in-page diagrams. I’ve actually read it already because I just couldn’t wait and it’s very… odd. I swear, Laura, it’s possibly the best book you could have sent.
I also received The Haunting of Hill House, as apparently she picked out my presents shortly after Halloween 🙂 It actually works out quite well for me as I’m in a bit of a spooky-reading phase. Her review is here if you want to see what it’s all about.
Raising My Rainbow was a present from my offline best friend, along with The Jane Austen Book Club DVD. I’m really excited about this book and kept looking for it in every bookshop I’ve been in, so I’m glad to finally have a copy. Lori Duron, the author, has blogged about raising a ‘gender creative’ son for a while, but her experiences have been released in book-form and I’m really interested in this area.
Alright, let’s switch over to Spoilt Brat Mode for a few minutes. At home, we have a tradition where the three of us go shopping every Christmas Eve and my Dad… buys us stuff. There’s not really a more delicate way to phrase it, but it’s our favourite part of Christmas. We wrap up warm, go for breakfast and just generally spend time together. It’s nice, so don’t judge me!
Neither Waterstones had any of the books I’d set out to look for, not one. I was actually getting pretty frustrated because it’s rare when I can’t find anything I want to read in there. Ready Player One caught my eye, so I had a quick flick through as I’d seen it around on the blogosphere quite a lot. Turns out that it wasn’t what I thought it was about at all and the page or so I read in the shop was pretty awesome. One book down.
I picked up The Berlin Novels out of desperation – I wanted to go home with something and I’d planned to read this at some point, so it may as well be now. I’ve since read a few pages and I’m actually looking forward to reading this!
Red Gloves had been reduced to £3 and didn’t seem awful, so into the basket it went.
This was the point where it started to get out of hand. I saw Station Eleven on a table and remembered Ellie and other trusted bloggers raving about it, so I picked it up. I’d had no idea what it was about, but the concept seemed amazing and I really liked the little I read. It helps that the sales assistant started telling me how amazing it was when I got to the check-out!
Only that book was on the ‘Buy One, Get One Half Price’ offer, so naturally I had to scout around for another book… and it turned out to be The Watcher in the Shadows. I’m not sure if I need to have read his earlier books or not, but I own them so that shouldn’t be too much of a problem.
So those are my Christmas books. However, that brings my TBR total to 311, which is unnacceptable under the rules of my 300 Before January 2015 Challenge. In my defence, I’d be down to 301 if it wasn’t for my Christmas books, so I’m still pretty proud of myself.
Tune in tomorrow to watch me cull my bookshelves!