Lately I’ve been in a bit of a ‘book lull’ and despite my inner bookworm being desperate to get stuck into a juicy new book I just couldn’t be bothered to start a new one. On a whim one day I picked up The Fear and thanks to this book I’m officially back in the game and flying through paperbacks like there’s no tomorrow.
I’ve always been weirdly fascinated by twins and spent my childhood wishing I had an identical twin sister as a sidekick. After reading Guilt though I can’t help but feel glad to be an only child…
When I went home for Mother’s Day I think my Mum thought we would spend some quality time together. What she got instead was a daughter who couldn’t tear herself away from her book. The Rebel was said book. I started this on the train home on the Friday and finished it on the train back on the Monday and that was despite my best attempts to make it last as long as possible.
Last year I saw every man and their dog raving about The Couple Next Door. It was dubbed the ‘thriller of the year’ and with good reason. This was the first book I read as part of my ‘read at least one book a month’ new year’s resolution and boy oh boy have I started with a good’un.
After devouring Then She Was Gone by Lisa Jewell in one weekend a few months ago, I knew the minute I picked up I Found You I was committing to 24 hours spent with my bum parked on the sofa and a steady stream of mince pies to keep me going. Not a bad way to spend a weekend at all.