I recently finished reading Lean on Me and felt the need to put pen to paper (or rather fingers to keyboard.). Here is the blurb, my scattered thoughts follow. "When a flock of crows invades their shared apartment block, farmer-turned-debt collector Ludovic and fashion designer Aurore speak for the first time. With nothing but the … Continue reading Lean on Me, by Serge Joncour, translated by Jane Aitken and Louise Rogers Lalaurie
I have been following Loujain's fight for Women's Rights in Saudi Arabia for a few years now and was very excited when I heard that a book inspired by her fight and co-authored by her sister would soon be released. And not just any book, a gorgeously illustrated picture book, the most perfect medium to … Continue reading Loujain Dreams of Sunflowers, by Lina AlHathloul and Uma Mishra-Newbery, illustrated by Rebecca Green
📲I wish I didn’t depend on the pingsTo feel seen.And didn’t feel a pangWhen my phoneRemains stubbornly mute. 🎵With no joyful thrill or dingTo ornateMy long days, to hush my cloyingUnease,To answer my chirps. 💅🏾I wish I could meet noticeAnd indifference With the same swagger and self-assurance.Always serene, confident. 💯That numbers would meanNothing.That my self-esteem Would remain Stoically incommensurable. … Continue reading (Un)Seen
A jar of wondersA cup of trinketsA dash of splendor,Shut in a casket... She was a collector.Day and night she graspedAt threads of colourShades of magic. Apt To see, prone to marvellingBut never letting go.A collector I said, and so,Drunk on having Possessing, amassing,Words and flowers. Flowers she sapped of fireWords she emptied of meaning She … Continue reading Chasing Wonders
"For me, the aim of poetry is to capture the true essence of things. But Truth is difficult to catch, understand and explain. Truth is hard to embrace in one sweep. So one must go tangentially, and turn around with a laser beam. One must shed light on each side of Truth like this, with words. And little by little, from this literary exploration, an approximation of Truth emerges. That's what poetry does."
"Although it deals with difficult and sensitives topics, I laughed and had a very good time reading Concrete Rose"
It's nanowrimoBut I got no novel in me, no.Nothing new here you know,I am not versed in the long form, so... Mine are short piecesBolts of what I'd like to call brillianceIt's a jaunty decadence Of words and sounds It lacks discipline.Its cadence is jerky, uneven.How I wish I had lived and seenEnough to write, … Continue reading No novel in me
"I turned my nightmares into fireflies and caught them in a jar." Strange the Dreamer had been sitting on my shelf for years, when I finally cracked it open a few days ago. I actually got my hands on it while looking for another time in the depths of my overflowing bookcase. I am very … Continue reading Strange the Dreamer, by Laini Taylor
Merci à l'auteur de m'avoir envoyé un SP de son roman via Simplement pour que j'en fasse une chronique honnête. Dans un monde imaginaire, plusieurs royaumes tentent tant bien de coexister. Leurs dirigeants respectifs doivent composer avec leurs mésententes conjugales, les complots qui les menacent, les rebellions qui grondent, voire la folie qui les ronge. … Continue reading L’urne de Xalanor – Tome 1 – La folie du roi, par Vincent MacPhordyne
"Who are you? A simple son of the soil, as you pretend to yourself? Oh no. You, too, are among the infirm -- you are the dreamer, the madman in a madder world, our own midwestern Don Quixote without his Sancho, gamboling under the blue sky. You're bright enough -- brighter anyhow than our mutual … Continue reading Stoner, by John Williams