Gerry's Guide on 'The Cat'

Instructions for Morgan - Mainly Around 'The Cat'

So we are going away for the first time since owning a cat and Huw's brother is doing a bit of house sitting for us. Mainly cat sitting if we're being completely honest and so I created this rather handy guide on how to survive with the cat for a week.

I have somehow broken this into a guide by room similar to Cluedo...except instead of it being Professor Peacock in the Conservatory with the Lead Piping it will more likely be Fluffy Kitty in Any Room with Razor Sharp Claws.

Nah, she's harmless really...

So, Dear Morgan...

Attic room

The door always remains shut as it is an absolute mess in there at the moment. Somehow the cat has worked out how to open the door. No clue how as she doesn’t have apposable thumbs. If she were a Velociraptor we would all be in trouble.

If you can’t find the cat and somehow the door is open she will be in there. You can get her attention by waving a packet of Dreamies at her.

She will run up and down the attic stairs. Loudly. At night. When you are trying to sleep. Because she is spoilt and is Gerry’s precious boo boo this will continue forever. That and she is a cat and so there is no stopping it really.

 Study

This door also always remains shut unless someone is in there. This is because it contains Gerry’s Most Precious Things™ which may seem like nerdy nonsense to the world but Gerry loves them dearly. Because the cat is a leaper she will happily leap all over the shelves and possibly Destroy Stuff™. Because she is a cat she has no moral compass and doesn’t know that destroying Gerry’s Most Precious Things™ is wrong.

If you need to get her out, wave that packet of Dreamies like there is no tomorrow.

Guest Room

Make yourself at home! It’s up to you if you want to leave the door open or not. If you leave the door open then the cat will find her way in and make herself at home. This will either be on the pillow or the duvet or on your sleeping body, whichever she deems most comfortable. If she isn’t sure about you then she will just watch you closely in the night and silently judge you.

If she likes you then she will sit on your chest, watch you closely in the night and silently judge you.

If you don’t leave the door open and she knows you are in there prepare yourself for constant meowing and pawing at the door. Unless she doesn’t like you. I suggest you pray that she doesn’t like you.

Gerry and Huw’s Bedroom

Just let her go in there. It’s her room now anyway.

Bathroom

The door remains shut if no one is at home. If she were to get in then it’s not the end of the world. However it may well be the end of our glass shower screen as she elects to repeatedly bash the glass light switch against it.

If you are using the bathroom with the door closed she will meow pathetically like you are having some sort of elegant soiree in there that she got all dressed up nice for and that you promised her you would take her to but you haven’t because you are one mean bastard. Do not let her guilt trip you. Pee or poop in peace.

If you leave the door open slightly ajar she will push her way through and sit and watch you. She is judging your toilet paper skills. She is judging your tooth brushing habits. Nothing you do is right. She is a cat. She is your intellectual superior and wants you to know it.

Stairs

Now this is where she really earns the nickname Willow ‘Trip-Hazard’ Wandler.

Hallway

When you do anything with the blinds in the downstairs hall she will miraculously appear. This is also a good way to draw her out of whatever room you want her out of. The blind cord is not a blind cord at all but is, in fact, The Mystical Swingy Thing of Power. Only she appreciates its true value.

If you give her a toy to play with allow ten to fifteen minutes of play before you have to go to the sideboard in the hall and fish it out from underneath.

Front Doors/ Porch

Now this is the serious stuff – Willow is an indoor cat. I don’t rate her chances of survival in the outside world as being particularly high. Mostly because she has never been outside but also because I think she inherited some sort of idiot gene. I once caught her trying to climb the bannister to catch a fly, I mean she was literally going to throw herself off into the air in the hopes that she would destroy it. We were very close to having a scene similar to the end of Die Hard where Hans Gruber just looks into the camera as he falls down the side of the building. That didn’t occur in the end but it wasn’t for the lack of the cat trying.

Just imagine you are living in a space ship and there needs to be an air lock system. One door must always close before the other one opens. Such is life huh?? Huh??? If anyone knocks on the door or rings the bell they quite often just open the porch door and that cat is ninja fast so it’s best to make sure you have shut her away before you even try opening the front door.

Living Room

Not that we are forgetting the other two incredibly important members of the Chandler-Walsh household except these little ladies are so low maintenance and chilled it’s ridiculous. Clove is the fuzzy one and Mabel is the smooth one. They will happily talk to each other and you and if people don’t think that those little guinea pig clucking noises are the most adorable thing in the world then I don’t think I want to know those people.

I tend to greet them with “Hello Squiggly Ladies!” You don’t have to do this. We also like to sing “big bottom girls make the rockin’ world go round” at them. Again, you don’t have to do this.

The most important things for the piggies are as follows:-

·         Fresh water in their bottle

·         Fill up their hay stack

·         Replenish their pellets if they look low

·         Give them a handful of spinach – once in the morning and then again at about 6.30.

·         Bowl of fresh vegetables in the evening.

 

Hay and pellets can be found in the cupboard under the stairs. It is a disaster zone, please don’t judge us.

 

Huw and I will make sure they have a nice clean cage before we go and don’t worry about picking them up and getting them out while we are away. It’s only for a week and they can be skittish things if you’re not used to them. They can act like you are about to destroy their entire existence when all you’re doing is retrieving the chewed up and forgotten carrot pieces.

 

The cat will leap up onto the windowsill and stare out at the world beyond. This is fine. The cat will stare at the guinea pigs. This is also fine. The cat will then walk around the cage to get closer to where they are. This is starting to get less fine. The cat will try and ‘tap’ them. This is not fine. The cat knows that this is wrong so all you need to do is stand up and she will retract her paw from the cage and act like she doesn’t know why you are upset.

 

Feel free to chuck her out of the living room if she does this too much. She will meow pathetically but don’t let her guilt trip you into letting her back in.

 

The moral of that last story is feel free to leave the living room door open when you are in the house but make sure the cat can’t get in when you aren’t there. Or it’s just not fair on my little large- bottomed fuzzy faced babies.

 

If you need to get the cat out of the living room then you guessed it, grab those Dreamies.

 

Help yourself to Netflix. May I suggest Stranger Things? You should watch it. It is fantastic. Don’t judge the other stuff saved on there. Gilmore Girls is not mine. Once Upon A Time….is.

 

Kitchen

Every time you open the fridge door you will experience The Guinea Pig Chorus. Even if you have just fed them they will still sing for their supper. Guinea pig safe list is here - https://www.pdsa.org.uk/taking-care-of-your-pet/small-furries/diet

The grill is dangerous. I don’t care what anyone else says, it is a friend to no man. Also, if you use the grill or stove you can’t walk off. Remember what I said earlier about the cat having an idiot gene? Yeah I’ve also had to stop her from leaping up onto the grill and stove when they are on.

Help yourself to whatever food you can find. If Huw has done the food shop before we go this will be healthy items filled with nutritional value. If Gerry has done the food shop then you will have the remnants of whatever alcohol she didn’t finish off in time. And snack-a-jacks.

This is important: The Dreamies are on the side table by the door. Locate these first and you may have a chance at surviving the night.

Utility

Yeah you’re gonna have to operate that space ship airlock thing here too.

If you use the tumble dryer for whatever reason you can’t turn it on and leave the house as apparently it’s on some recall ‘it may kill you and all your loved ones’ list. That doesn’t mean it’s going to creep up the stairs silently in the night and sneak into the room where you are sleeping and silently watch the cat silently watch you. It just means that there is something dodgy with the mechanism that means the lint… hold on I have just given myself the creeps about the tumble dryer.

The cat food is in the cupboard.

Dining Area

The cat’s food and water bowls are in the dining area. Please give her fresh water in the morning and then again in the afternoon. She has one full pouch of cat food in the morning along with a small handful of biscuits. She then has three quarters of another cat food pouch around 6.30pm with some more biscuits. Before you go to bed just top up the cat food with the remaining quarter. It is only by doing these things in this order that we can please Our Adorable Cat Overlord.

If you can give her one poultry and one fish pouch a day that would be fab. She will look at you like you are the scum of the universe whichever one you put down but she is more likely to eat the poultry option. Until she changes her mind on a whim and suddenly decides that she hates it, you and everything you stand for as a person.

The cat will get on the dining room table. We have given up on stopping her from doing this but don’t let her sit there when you are eating. She likes this the most. Never in my life did I ever think I would have to drag a cat off a table whilst desperately unhooking its claws from the wood and fishing its face out of a bowl of cheese. Never in my life did I ever think I would ever write that sentence in something called ‘instructions around the cat.’

Don’t let her eat dairy. I learnt this the painful and messy way.

She has a Dreamie ball where you can put in her Dreamies and she has to actively work for them. This is the only thing she ever has to work for in her life. That cat is such a freeloader it’s not even funny.

Conservatory

The cat’s litter tray is located here, at the furthest possible corner away from All Lifeforms™. As soon as she does a poop I suggest that you act fast and get that damn thing out of the house as soon as possible. You will know when she has done one. Even if you are on the moon, you will know. Cat poop bags can be found in the tray of the under-used and over-priced treadmill or under the sink cupboard.

Her litter tray needs a full clean out Tuesday with new liner and litter. The liner can be found under the sink cupboard and the litter can be found in the cupboard under the stairs.

The very second you have finished replenishing her litter with lovely new, clean litter she will have a massive poo in it. This has only ever not happened once or twice since we’ve had her and when this occurred there Was Much Rejoicing Throughout The Land.

Other Things

We have a cleaner, Jeanette, who comes every Wednesday from 10.00 – 12.00. This makes me and Huw sound so middle class posh but I swear that we aren’t. Oh sod it. I work hard for my right to not have to clean my own house.

The bins need to go out Sunday night.

So I’m sure Huw will give you a much more, succinct and practical guide to house/pet sitting for us but it is quite clear that I suffer from high levels of neuroses that have caused me to write a 4 page guide on how to live in a house. With a cat. I am fully aware that you are a sensible individual but just humour me on this. Remember I am marrying into the fam and will probably be around an obnoxiously long length of time.

As a disclaimer the cat may not do any of the above things. These are often observed behavioural patterns but then again she is a cat and she literally does the f*** what she wants.

 

P.S If you want to perform dance routines in front of the cat it is ok. She is used to this. However she won’t want to be included in the dance as she is ok with watching. Unless you want to do Catlympics with her feathers on a string, in which case I will point you towards Miley Cyrus ‘Wrecking Ball.’ That routine is what got us Catlympics Silver. That was a competition created by ourselves where we were only competing against….ourselves. And we came second???? Jeez clearly neither of us are living up to our full potential.

 

Gerry Reads and Reviews...Badly #3

So…I’m going to start off with a little rant before I dive ahead into another book review. *Clears throat* here goes….

If you don’t read this blog that is ok. Now I know that is a bit of a funny thing to say as those who are reading these words are, in fact, reading this blog and so for me to say ‘if you don’t read this blog’ when you are actually reading this blog is a bit of an oxymoron. Still if you have stumbled upon this page, accidentally or otherwise, and are wanting to back out now then go for it. That is ok.

You don’t have to like all (or any) of my blog posts but please don’t feel you have to come out of your way to tell me that you don’t read my blog. I say this because this has happened to me twice this week. Twice! Tell me you do read my blog and that you like it and I will probably love you forever. Tell me you do read it but that there are things that aren’t your cup of tea or there are things that you think need changing and I will actually take constructive criticism on board. I guess I’m just not too sure what the point is of someone actively bringing it up in conversation that they don’t read my blog.

Um…good for you? Good for me? Good for the entire population of mankind? Don’t get me wrong I don’t care/ mind if you don’t read it or like it but I suppose I do mind if people want to make a point that they don’t, especially as I never asked or bought the damned thing up in conversation in the first place! I suppose I just get a little fascinated at what is really shite social intelligence levels.  

Oh well Ranty McRantFace over….on the plus side this weekend has mostly been sponsored by Nutella and someone at work said that they wished they had my wardrobe. And as this person dresses how I would dress if I actually put effort into my appearance I was very pleased!

On to the book review!

This book was finished in under a week, not only because it isn’t a particularly long book but it also happened to be a very good read.

The book is…

The blurb is….

New York, 1895. Sylvan Threadgill, a night soiler cleaning out the privies behind the tenement houses, finds an abandoned newborn baby in the muck. An orphan himself, Sylvan rescues the child, determined to find where she belongs.

Odile Church and her beautiful sister, Belle, were raised amid the applause and magical pageantry of The Church of Marvels, their mother’s spectacular Coney Island sideshow. But the Church has burnt to the ground, their mother dead in its ashes. Now Belle, the family’s star, has vanished into the bowels of Manhattan, leaving Odile alone and desperate to find her.

A young woman named Alphie awakens to find herself trapped across the river in Blackwell’s Lunatic Asylum—sure that her imprisonment is a ruse by her husband’s vile, overbearing mother. On the ward she meets another young woman of ethereal beauty who does not speak, a girl with an extraordinary talent that might save them both.

As these strangers’ lives become increasingly connected, their stories and secrets unfold. Moving from the Coney Island seashore to the tenement-studded streets of the Lower East Side, a spectacular human circus to a brutal, terrifying asylum, Church of Marvels takes readers back to turn-of-the-century New York—a city of hardship and dreams, love and loneliness, hope and danger. In magnetic, luminous prose, Leslie Parry offers a richly atmospheric vision of the past in a narrative of astonishing beauty, full of wondrous enchantments-a marvellous debut that will leave readers breathless.

 

Goodreads have rated this 3.77 out of 5.

 

I love it when you pick up a non-trumpeted, little heard of book by a complete unknown author and it turns out to be a real find. Despite the occurrence of some dark subject matters, I found this story a real pleasure to read. Unfortunately I feel like I can’t say too much about the content for risk of spoiling it.

Much like last week’s book review (see Gerry Reads and Reviews Badly #2) this book was found in the Magical Realism genre section and similarly to another book that I have read in this genre* this features the Coney Island Fire and early 1900’s New York City. There must be something about this setting that lends itself to slightly dark, slightly mystical yet slightly optimistic books. Though you may have to dig deep for the optimism.

The Coney Island Fire involved the complete destruction of an amusement park, mass loss of jobs, loss of human life and the death of a number of the park’s animals and the characters are not part of high society so you get to experience 1900’s New York from those who had to struggle through it. And struggle our characters do!

We follow three characters from a third person point of view but we are treated to a prologue and epilogue in a first person point of view from the fourth character. Though this fourth character isn’t a main viewpoint character they are still a driving focus of the book.

With three protagonists to follow it could be difficult to distribute equal weighting to them however the writer has done a good job of dividing time between each of them to make sure that none remain neglected. From my perspective though if you were to choose a main protagonist it would be Odile. I don’t know if that is accurate or if it is simply my perception based on preference.

One strand of the story focuses on Odile and Belle. There is definitely some sister worship from Odile to her twin sister and though you root for them both it is shown that Belle has ‘flights of passion’ which quickly translates to ‘temper tantrums’ and so I ended up liking Odile that bit more. Belle is revered by Odile and a huge driving force to Odile’s character and motivation is her desperate and unrelenting search for the missing sister she loves. In Odile’s eyes, Belle is the better sister; the prettier one, the talented one and also the healthier one. I feel like hugging the girl because Odile is selling herself short. In no way do you feel like she is suffering from self-pity. It is merely a fact in her eyes that her sister is better. In this story though she is the Determinator (see here for what this means in trope world) and as her story unfolds so does the insight into her inner strength.

Sylvan’s strand is also very similar, at the very beginning of the story he has found an abandoned newborn baby whilst cleaning out a privy and despite all odds being against him (and him pretty much being told to leave the baby to die) he decides he will stop at nothing to find out who the baby is and why she was left. Despite an intriguing introduction I found Sylvan’s story to be the least interesting at first but it becomes apparent that he is a kind, intelligent and resourceful man who is incredibly low down in the food chain of society but that he won’t let that stop him from doing the decent thing.

The final strand is around Alphie who could have her own story. In fact the only gripe I have is that I wish hers was wrapped up more. Some of the darkest subject matter occurs in Alphie’s tale from a history of prostitution, opium dens and some rather horrifying experiences in a women’s asylum.

At first you just don’t see how their lives could connect (apart from the sisters obviously) and the stories just seem to be toddling along in separate lanes with no real urgency until suddenly it all just sort of clicks. What was a slow burner with separate journeys goes off the boil very quickly with the characters beginning to weave together quite intricately. My only gripe would be that some of these inter-connections could be deemed quite coincidental.

The reason why I can’t say too much about the content other than the characters is that I don’t want to reveal the books secrets, and believe me there are secrets. There is a twist halfway through the story which I really didn’t see coming at all and honestly I would be surprised if anyone does. On reflection details were constantly revealed throughout the story but you don’t pick up on these on the first read. It is only when the twist and some other truths are shown that you have some glorious ‘ah-hah!’ moments and a little lightbulb goes off over your head.

It is very engaging story and well written, especially for a debut writer. Check out these debut writers! It is an easy, uncomplicated read with the writing, though not exactly poetry, offering up some pretty immersive details that can be both beautiful and brutal depending on the nature of the scene. For example the way Odile speaks of the Church of Marvels, the circus home that she grew up in, is both heartfelt and tender whilst Sylvan speaks brutally of bare knuckle fights and survival in a world which for him is gutters, starvation and disease. The most vicious descriptions are reserved for Alphie’s life; both as a prostitute down by the dock, as a comforter for younger teenage prostitutes and finally as an inmate in the asylum. Miss Ratchet eat your heart out.

If you want happy this isn’t the book for you. If you want deep historical fiction this also isn’t the book for you. If you want a Magical Realism in grimy turn of the century NYC with a hint of gritty sadness and suffering then this is for you. I would say it is well worth it but then this book is probably my kind of thing.

I would give it 4 out of 5.

Until next week dear reader!

 

*’The Museum of Extraordinary Things’ by Alice Hoffman – another book that I enjoyed reading.

Gerry Reads and Reviews...Badly #2

Another book review! “Hurrah,” I hear you cry! “I’m so glad Gerry is reading books and telling me her thoughts on them.” That is definitely something I know you are thinking and maybe even saying out loud to loved ones.  

As always, if this isn’t your bag baby (imagine me saying that with a slight Austin Powers vibe) then please feel free to not continue.

This week’s book review is based on a book that took me two weeks to read. For a book with only 375 pages it shouldn’t have taken me nearly so long. This was because this one was a bit of a stop-starter. Good enough for me to want to continue to finish it but not great enough for me to have that desperate need to know what happens next.

The book is this one:-

The blurb is this:-

In the late 1930s, two men - Yaacov Markovitch, perennially unlucky in love, and Zeev Feinberg, virile owner of a lustrous moustache - are crossing the sea to marry women they have never met. They will rescue them from a Europe on the brink of catastrophe, bring them to the Jewish homeland and go their separate ways. But when Markovitch is paired with the beautiful Bella he vows to make her love him at any cost, setting in motion events that will change their lives in the most unexpected and capricious of ways.

Goodreads have rated this 3.86 out of 5, a rating which I have no problems with.

I discovered this in the Magical Realism section of the bookstore, a genre which I am rapidly getting into and enjoying. Magical Realism is a bit of a tricky genre to define and many books that may be in this section are not quite ‘magical’ and lean towards more ‘real, literary fiction’ while some I would consider to be less on the ‘real’ and so ‘magical’ that they may as well be camped out in the fantasy section. This in itself is not a bad thing but has probably been done by publishers who feel that books will sell more if they aren’t hanging out alongside dragons and witches.

Wikipedia (ah yes, highbrow research stuff there) provides a length description of Magical Realism here. The article does list several authors as being writers in this particular genre including Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Alice Hoffman and Angela Carter.

I have yet to read GGM however he is famous for books such as One Hundred Years of Solitude and Love in the Time of Cholera. As for Alice Hoffman and Angela Carter, well I love both those ladies.

One Night, Markovitch does share some similarities with GGM and Angela Carter. Much like GGM and other Magical Realism books the language this book was originally written in was not English. This book was translated into English from Hebrew as the writer is an Israeli national. She is also a journalist, screenwriter and a clinical psychologist and this novel was her debut. Mad props go to her for this. Honestly she can take all the mad props. The similarity she has with Angela Carter is style of writing but I will come onto this a little bit later.

 

I’m going to digress massively for a moment (you will notice I tend to digress massively a lot) and go over two things, both of which do have a purpose to this review, but please bear with me.

Thing Number One

Ahem.

In Orson Scott Card’s book Characters and Viewpoints, which I am currently re-reading, he goes over the MICE quotient. These are four elements that are present in every story, however the balance in which these occur tends to differ. Some stories may have all in equal measure whilst others can tip more towards one element then the others and in some cases do this to an extreme.

The elements are:-

Milieu – all about the story settings – the society, the weather, the planet. This is very much ‘world creation’ at its finest as this is what is of the upmost importance in this element. An example would be ‘The Wizard of Oz,’ our focus isn’t so much on Dorothy or her hopes and dreams (beyond getting home to Kansas) but the fantastical world of Oz.

Idea – seeking information and making new discoveries. The story asks a question and this question must be answered by the close. Mystery stories are idea stories, ‘who killed so and so?’ etc. Apparently a lot of speculative stories are based on the idea element. This is because those authors are often asking ‘why?’ or ‘what if?’ What if society separated people into castes? What if people could travel through time? What if crime could be prevented before it happened? Answers on a postcard for those references. 

Character – the journey of an individual character throughout the course of the story. Their place in their world, how their thoughts and feelings and actions impact them and others. How do they change as the course of the story progresses? Do they change? How does this have an impact upon their lives?

Events – Something has just happened. Could be good, is usually bad. This is the trigger for the rest of the story. How is balance and order restored? Does it get restored or does a new order have to be introduced? The story begins, not at the moment of chaos, but when a pivotal character or person steps into the scene. Our hero (or anti-hero) has entered the building. Fantasy is predominantly event based. A dragon is waking up, white walkers have begun crossing the wall etc.

If one of the above is more prominent then it just means that a story is ‘character driven’ or ‘event driven’ for example. Remember a character driven story can be rich with ideas or an event driven story can have a highly detailed milieu.

Thing Number Two

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is my opinion and no one else’s – when I read a book I often find myself considering whether the book has been written by a story teller or by a writer. Of course it has been written by a writer but what I mean is whether they are story driven or prose driven. Stories can have both obviously. I have read books which contain wonderful stories and have been beautifully written and I sadly have read books which clearly don’t contain either. Some stories that I have read have both story and prose components but that it is clear to me that the author has strength in one area over another. It could be that the author is more of a story teller and that the tales they spin is their strength over their individual writing style. Others may tell stories that are confusing or even slightly boring but their writing is poetry in motion.

So how do these link into the book review? Well One Night, Markovitch is very much a character driven story so much so that there almost isn’t anything of the other elements. Instead of following one character we follow many and though Markovitch is the main character he almost doesn’t feel like the main character in what is his own book. Oddly enough this is in keeping with the type of person he is. Very bland, very middle of the road and very forgettable but this is by design and not by accident.

The timeline is vague but we follow the characters over a large portion of their lives and for some it is right up to the end. These characters experience life over the backdrop of the creation of Israel, World War Two and several Israeli/ Palestinian conflicts. We never truly know or experience these events ourselves because this story is not about those events, we merely see these, sometimes only briefly, through the eyes of the participants.

Unfortunately this doesn’t necessarily work here. For a character driven story there are a lot of characters that we follow. And as the book is written in third person it means we can skip from Markovitch to his friend, to his friend’s wife, to the man his friends wife is having an affair with and so on.

As we skip from person to person, time jumps with us. We experience an event through Markovitch’s eyes and then we jump to the next time period on (could be a week, a month, a year) but we jump into it from someone else’s viewpoint. This means that you never get to feel the full depth of how something has truly impacted a character. In short you get a taster session of characters but never the full meal and sadly for such a strongly character driven story this isn’t quite good enough.

Also the ending of the story doesn’t give you the endings of each of the characters. I know this isn’t always the case with stories, but in this one you feel like you are owed that at least especially as such a big deal is made of their lives. This does mean that the ending is a slight let down as you never get the closure that you are looking for and with a tragic incident occurring toward the end of the book full closure on the affected characters is very much needed.

I mentioned earlier that this writer has similarities to Angela Carter and this is where my ‘Thing Number Two’ comes into play. There isn’t much of a story. If you asked me what happened in the book in terms of events there are probably a handful to talk about but as per above this is because the story is truly character driven. However where this book shines is in its writing.

The author isn’t a story teller (in my humble opinion) but is a writer of some beautiful words. In this respect she is similar to Angela Carter in that her descriptions of places and people are descriptive and yet remain wonderfully sensual without being long winded. You feel immersed in the words that have been written and the author has managed to successfully maintain this standard throughout the story. Considering this has been translated from Hebrew to English I would say this is extremely good going on the parts of both the writer and the translators. Some Goodreads reviewers write that she is ‘purple prosing’ however I would disagree and say that there is some pure poetry happening within the books pages.

Would I recommend this book? Maybe not to the masses, no. If someone is an Angela Carter fan than I would say go for it. However, if you are looking for a beautifully crafted story that also has an exciting storyline this probably isn’t the one for you.

If I could break the review into components I would give a 2 out of 5 stars for story but a 4 out of 5 stars for the writing. Overall I would give it a middle ground of 3 out of 5 stars.  

Let me know how I’m getting on with these reviews and if you feel like I should just stop or something. I mean I’ll be honest with you now though, even if you beg me to stop I won’t. I’m having too much fun.

Merging Visuals and Words aka Gerry Loves an Infographic

If this blog were a TV show this week’s offering would probably be known as a ‘filler’ episode. Doesn’t mean that you can’t achieve a deep level of fulfilment but this is probably more Burger King then Gourmet Burger. I mean I am entertaining myself that any week is considered Gourmet Burger…..

This week has bought with it the arrival of autumn. I am going to go ahead and express the unpopular opinion but I am very excited about this. I am one of the very few people that I know who look forward to the end of summer and the beginning of the autumn/winter period. If I were to wax poetic I would say it suits my soul. But I’m not going to wax poetic and instead say that it suits my clothing selection of choice. Bring on those chunky jumpers, big cardigans and boots!

I am reading a book at the moment which I will hopefully be reviewing next week for those of you interested in that sort of thing and I am still doing my NaNoWriMo prep for those of you who are interested in that. As I’m still working on character prep which I bored you with last week I won’t revisit that for this week.

In case I ran out of things to blog about I found myself on Pinterest saving a pin entitled ‘September Blogging Prompts.’ Unfortunately the blogging prompts are very American and not very good. The first 4 are:-

1.       Share your favourite coffee drink recipe – erm, I don’t drink coffee so no can do on this one

2.       What fall (autumn to you and me Brits) clothing items are you dying to wear – erm, tights? I am looking forward to my legs looking significantly less pale next to others

3.       Make a fall essentials shopping list – well I don’t have one of these but I am pretty glad I can stop spending so much money on sun cream

4.       Show us how you decorate for fall – what the??? Who the hell specifically decorates their house for autumn?? Christmas I understand and Halloween I totally get but autumn?? It’s not like I’m suddenly going to create an indoor carpet of fallen leaves to match the outside world.

Well as that wasn’t wonderfully successfully and I only managed to provide you with 128 words of extremely dubious content I feel like I need to give a little bit of something else. This weekend I have been busy doing social things and working on some writing tasks and so this is going to be a relatively short blog.

It goes without saying that I love books and reading and all that comes with it so when I discover any articles or items of interest I also like to have a little read and save them. Now I am going to have a little read, save and share them!

This week I am linking you to an article called ’15 Insanely Useful Diagrams for Book Lovers.’ Thank you Buzzfeed for your highly intellectual offerings. I am no snob though and I love a book related infographic wherever I may find it. Article can be found here.

Out of the 15, my top 3 favourites have to be the ones I've included below (some of the pictures have come out teeny tiny so I recommend going to the above link for more detail).

 

1. A handy guide to which wine to select while reading. Personally I love this idea and if I knew anything about wine I would start throwing out some suggestions of my own. Except my suggestions would probably be 'here - read Trainspotting and drink a pint of vodka.'

 

2. A travel guide based around locations of children's books. If you have children and are wanting to fully immerse yourself (and them) in the literary experience of the books they are reading or if, like me, you are a big kid and want to recreate your childhood then this infographic has some wonderful suggestions.

The Lion, Witch and the Wardrobe suggestion is a bit of a stretch but I can personally validate the Lake District as being a wonderful way to surround yourself in all things Peter Rabbit (I preferred Mrs Tiggy-Winkle).

3. My final selection is '15 books with more characters than you can keep track of.' These consist of some glorious classics like Bleak House by Charles Dickens and War and Peace (obviously) but also some modern favourites such as Harry Potter and A Song of Ice and Fire (aka Game of Thrones). Apparently the first book 'A Game of Thrones' contains 218 named characters while the entire series itself consists of 2067.

Considering the time it is taking for George R.R. Martin to write the next book I'm probably not going to be able to remember all the characters by the time it comes out. I wouldn't be surprised if I end up constructing something out of a crime thriller with pictures and descriptions across a giant whiteboard with different coloured string connecting everyone.

Though I do quite like a lot of the minor characters (well the ones I can remember) there are plenty more I do not give a s*** about. Sorry, George. But I'd be happy if you stopped writing nonsense about the damn Martell family and concentrate on getting the band back together. And by band I mean the remaining Starks. And by together I mean happily alive. That's all I wish for.

 

Well hopefully you have enjoyed this trip down 'Gerry is being lazy lane.'

I will catch you next week.