11. do you post reviews?
i don’t! mostly because i don’t have enough time to write and post them. the ones i did write were all for work and a few lines long. i wish i had time to blog about my readings though! sharing reviews is the best part of being a bookseller :)
28. first book that comes to mind, tell us about it. rant.
okay so there is this french book titled “né d'aucune femme” by franck bouysse which i’ve been ranting about for like a year now and i realise i’ve never even talked about it on here. if you don’t know about it, it deals with the story of Rose, a fourteen year old raised in a poor farmer family. the historical context isn’t all that clear but in my opinion it should be set in the 1920’s or so. one day her father ‘sells’ her to a lord to become his handmaid and everything goes very very wrong starting from there. one of my favourite things about this book is its opener; it starts with three distinct chapters from the pov of characters you have no info on whatsoever, head on. it’s a pretty bold move but it’s the part that actually made me hold onto it. it’s written beautifully, in a dark and vivid way. i often compare reading this book to watching a car crash happening. it’s horrendous. you can see how deep the roots of horror runs in the plot and where the story is taking you but you can’t tear your eyes away from watching it happening. another thing that i loved is that there were a few major plot twists that i did not see coming, which is always something i seek for bc i’m difficult to fool in terms of reading. i can sense the plot pretty easily and it spoils my fun :( but its ending completely threw me off and i loved every second of it. did i already mention the writing is absolutely incredible??? because really. it’s amazing. if you haven’t already you definitely have to read it!!!!!
31. how do you think you would be described if you were in a book?
the girl who’s got a sailor mouth and laughs a bit too loud, always smiling and encouraging people around her but when she’s sad it looms around her like a visible rain cloud. the girl with her headphones on, the naive one, the helper, the girl who throws fits and forgets about them five minutes later. the one with the kind eye smile. the one who hates injustice and liars more than anything else. the one who cringes when she gets sappy and vulnerable, not because she doesn’t like it but because she’s scared people will find her feelings annoying and stupid. the ride or die friend.
