Me and Emma by Elizabeth Flock

With the travel time I have for work on trams I am blessed with actually having time to read. I think most people would agree that once they start their working life they lose time for reading… if it doesn’t happen then, then by the time they become parents if they chose to take that path… they lose that time then. For me though I’m reading a book roughly every two weeks. I’m pretty fortunate I would say.

However, because of this I have had to make the effort to go the library… can’t really afford buying all the books I want to read anyway but especially if I get through as many as I do.

Last week as I had just finished reading Harry Potter for the second time, I thought to myself… what am I going to read? When reading a series as long as seven books you don’t really have to think much about the next book for a while.

With the convenience of everything online I had the comfort of looking up the library catalogue from home. I started with of course familiar authors or authors I wanted to read for longest of times but for some reason never did. One of them was Jodi Picoult as I have never read any of her books (why??) andĀ  as I read “Any Human Heart” I had to read some more William Boyd…

Once at the library I quickly found the books I was looking for and decided to have a “random” search… In doing so I stumbled across “Me and Emma” by Elizabeth Flock. Of course I picked it up, it did have my name on it after all. I didn’t know anything about this author, the book or anything but simply based on what I read on the cover and the testimonies on the back I decided to borrow it. I didn’t even read the blurb.

I’m now only a few chapters to the end of the book and I am very happy I picked it up from the library. In the way that it’s written I was instantly reminded of Scout from “To Kill a Mockingbird” by Harper Lee. Carrie is eight years old (Me) and her sister Emma is six years old. It’s the tale of the two girls and their lives together. Carrie narrates the story.

It is both a beautiful and harrowing. Carrie is there to protect Emma from their abusive step-father Richard, their mother is blind to his abuse and powerless to stop it and we shown flash-backs to their past life when their Daddy was alive.

If you decide to read this and love children there may be times where you feel sick…You’ll want to cry too from the lives the girls might have had if their father was still alive. However, this all depends on how sensitive you are! I don’t want to go into too much detail and as I haven’t finished yet I can’t write a review.

But if you are looking for something to read then turn to Elizabeth Flock… I will be picking up another of her books again that is for sure…

With all this reading I do hope it makes me a better writer!

Signing off – hope you are having a good weekend and getting some reading done!

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Book Review: “Any Human Heart”

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Someone’s journal is usually or at least to me kept away from any other person but to that it belongs to. “Any Human Heart” however is LoganĀ Mountstuart’s journal. It is a place where I never thought I would find myself. I have a journal and write it with the thought that no one else will ever read it. I write in such a way where I allow myself almost total freedom. I say almost total freedom because I know that one day it is possible that someone may find all my journals and read them. The people who will maybe one day get the chance to read them will either make discoveries of what I really feel or think to themselves that they knew how I felt all along.

To me a journal is a place where I put my thoughts and feelings. It is generally not where I write entries such as “Dear Diary today I went to the movies with so and so we saw blah di blah and it was great. Afterwards we grabbed a bite to eat and it was delicious” – it is more to do with venting in order to get something off my chest. In some ways it is a healing process in which I deal with negative emotions. I don’t always write about the bad things that happen but it does help in that way. It is a place where I can go before I talk about things to other people…

What originally drew me to this book was my uncle saying that this blog reminded him of this book. In those words I instantly thought to myself – I had to read it. In that moment I did not realise what I would be getting myself into.

Mr Mountstuart writes in a very honest voice about what happens in his life, there isn’t any of the “Dear Diary” stuff but it is very much a detailed description of his life. His incredible life. He lived through every decade of the 20th century. To be a part of this was at sometimes very intense and in other times very enjoyable. Because of this there were times where I wanted to stop reading. I kept going because Logan himself kept going. He kept living despite the moments in his life where he wished he had not lived through. Towards the end of the story (without giving anything away) you understand that he was a person who simply wanted to live.

He wanted to live every encounter of life. The highs and lows. The joys and woes. The light and dark. Every part of it needed to be lived and through his eyes it was.

I do not believe that unless you read this story you will truly understand what I am trying to say. When my uncle told me about the book and how it spanned over every decade of the 20th century. I thought to myself, it would be interesting to see what that meant. I did not believe until I read it how much change one person could be confronted with. Trust me – there was in this book an amazing amount of change – some of it drastic and some of it smaller but all of it had huge influences to where his life took him.

“Any Human Heart” by William Boyd I believe is a must read. I do not believe that I could rate it out of ten because of how personal it is but I do believe that every page takes it’s time to unravel and reveal a life that was much lived. It proves to us or at least certainly to me that life is worth living.

I would like to thank my uncle who told me about this book – I don’t think I would have known about it or read it if it wasn’t for him.

Signing off because I need to get back to doing things I need to but do not want to do… urgh.