Blogging? Oh yeah, I do that...

  Ah! I haven't posted in over a month, but now exams are over and I can go back to my long neglected life, I shall return. I haven't written in a few days, but I've decided after a weeny bit of writer's block on the story I was working on to start side stories, that will (perhaps) one day live life as a fully fledged piece of work! Possibly... You see the problem is, I'm not too good at finishing work. Each new thing I start I'm sure will last and I'll finish, but I never seem to. Here's hoping this will stay out in the long term, hopefully keeping on track by writing the side stories will help too.
  Also, I appear to have completely caved in to trashy romance novels. Stocking up on my summer reading to take across Europe this year, books such as The Lucky One and Stupid Cupid are making an appearance. Because of this invasion of womanly romance seeking (although not quite so far as Mills & Boon...) I would like to discuss one of my favourite books of all time, Bridget Jones's Diary. Although I can see why you would automatically label it as trashy romance, I have read this book, gained from my aunt, so many times that is is almost falling apart, as you may be able to see from the picture. I love it. The Pride and Prejudice puns of Mr Darcy, continued to the sequel where she meets Colin Firth, along with the loveability(?) of Bridget herself are factors which just make this book a winner. Many female leads of cosmopolitan novels like this one are meant to be, less that perfect, relate-able(?), and portrayed as the average woman, who doesn't always look slim, perfect and poised. The only problem is, their not. Bridget is the ultimate, slightly pudgy, bad hair days, real woman that we look for but do not find in books. When she goes out she isn't transformed into a drop dead gorgeous, poised woman, she's quite the obvious, without going the other way in falling over tables. Now I could make many reasoned, well thought out interpretations of why Bridget Jones is part book, part life force, but the fact of the matter is, it's just a really great book, and will always be one of my favourites. I hope you can see past the made up words and mumbles in the post to visit me again, where I shall try to post more frequently.
much love :) <3