Well we do, from the point we learn to order are ideas, to the moment our life book closes. Do we even lose our story when we pass away? I hope not, but it is probably best to write it all down, just in case.To be honest with you I’m not a natural blogger, perhaps there isn’t such a thing. Judging by what I read of other peoples, they are often very good in terms of content but can all seem a bit samey. I would love to do something different. So what I have decided is hardly original, but just possibly it is unusual in blogging.
I am going to rip passages, verbatim, out of the books I have reviewed. My review is in a word going to be opinionated by the authors themselves. If any authors feel the passages I choose misrepresent them then you will have to leave a comment.
Now I have decided that this blogging thing isn't going to be so much about me, I have suddenly become far more enthusiastic. I will be careful not to stuff spoilers in, as indeed I do my best to avoid when I review. In general these snippets will only be very short extracts aimed at being more targeted than Amazon’s , “Look Inside”.
I am going to start with a very short taster form The Cliffs of Portofino.
Oh! About the cow. This is like one I woke next to in "Another Space in Time". Come to think of it, I may as well give myself a little shout just here, now. My excuse is that this will provide a little taster of what this odd blog is about.<Unusually, I awake feeling anything other than cosy. There is a chilly dampness around me as though, initially over-hot and sweaty, my skin has now cooled. As for my pillow! I prod about. It seems to have fallen to the floor, except that I cannot feel the edge from which it could have dropped. I am increasingly aware of an earthiness in my nostrils, and the noise of what I now unbelievably see is a munching cow. Somewhat alarmed, I am sitting up and staring at surroundings that are absolutely not our bedroom. The scene before me seems benign, even normal, but being totally unexpected is overwhelmingly frightening.>
I am going to rip passages, verbatim, out of the books I have reviewed. My review is in a word going to be opinionated by the authors themselves. If any authors feel the passages I choose misrepresent them then you will have to leave a comment.
Now I have decided that this blogging thing isn't going to be so much about me, I have suddenly become far more enthusiastic. I will be careful not to stuff spoilers in, as indeed I do my best to avoid when I review. In general these snippets will only be very short extracts aimed at being more targeted than Amazon’s , “Look Inside”.
I am going to start with a very short taster form The Cliffs of Portofino.
Oh! About the cow. This is like one I woke next to in "Another Space in Time". Come to think of it, I may as well give myself a little shout just here, now. My excuse is that this will provide a little taster of what this odd blog is about.<Unusually, I awake feeling anything other than cosy. There is a chilly dampness around me as though, initially over-hot and sweaty, my skin has now cooled. As for my pillow! I prod about. It seems to have fallen to the floor, except that I cannot feel the edge from which it could have dropped. I am increasingly aware of an earthiness in my nostrils, and the noise of what I now unbelievably see is a munching cow. Somewhat alarmed, I am sitting up and staring at surroundings that are absolutely not our bedroom. The scene before me seems benign, even normal, but being totally unexpected is overwhelmingly frightening.>
Now I had better go and cut a bit of Karen Donahue's book, as I said I would.
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