Ishiguro, Chandler, Adichie

What I’ve been reading Recently, as I’m sure you’re aware, time has been a little more free. I’m taking the opportunity to reignite my love for reading, something that – with an English degree equating reading with work – often fades. I’m reuniting with favourite authors, picking up books I bought and never got aroundContinue reading “Ishiguro, Chandler, Adichie”

On imperfection

I vaguely remember, when I was younger, being told by someone – a friend, or a TV show, or a YouTuber – that we should be comfortable with our quirks, because they’re the parts of us that the person we are romantically ‘meant to be with’ will love the most. The mole on your stomach,Continue reading “On imperfection”

Love, love, love

In Cambridge, they say that, by the time you graduate University, you should have achieved one of the following: a First – this is the best UK grade ranking that you can graduate with a Blue – or your ‘colours’, something you can achieve by representing the University on one of its sports teams aContinue reading “Love, love, love”

The books that defined my decade

I started the 2010s as a 9-year-old, and finished them at 19. There’s a lot of books that filled the gap between those ages – a countless amount, actually. When I got my annual notification from Goodreads asking me to start my next reading challenge, I got to thinking not just about what had comeContinue reading “The books that defined my decade”