This week I plan to crawl from my Christmastime cave and back into the world of the blog.
Last month I reviewed:
Feelings: This ties with Emmy and Oliver as my favourite YA contemporary of the year. That’s pretty much the highest praise I can possibly give it.
Feelings: This is the book that made me realise I was a feminist. I love it.
Feelings: Everyone who wants to live the creative life should read this.
Feelings: Surprisingly funny, heart wrenchingly difficult, totally worth it.
Feelings: Love, love, love, but creepy Santa haunts my nightmares.
I also read:
PS, I Still Love You – Jenny Han
Americanah – Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
How to be a Parisian Wherever You Are – Anne Berest, Audrey Diwan, Caroline De Maigret and Sophie Mas
And I suppose it wouldn’t be a proper December wrap up if I didn’t finish The 12 Days of Christmas…
What was your favourite childhood Christmas present?
Christmas of 1995, I got a dollhouse. My mum decorated it with left over wallpaper she had laying around. It’s decorated exactly like our house was when I was three. I spent hours playing pretend in that house. My mum managed to find one of the only single parent Sylvanian families I’ve ever seen to live in it. We still have it today. The house sits under the stairs. Sometimes I open it to check when I’m feeling stressed. I still like to think that the dolls living in there move around when I’m not looking.
What are you grateful for this Christmas?
My family. Obvs.
I spent a lot of time this year thinking about how much better things are than they used to be. Even times when they aren’t easier, they’re still better. However I look at it, that’s something to be pretty grateful for.