Tom's treasures of fiction, poetry, literature and more...

  Hi all, nothing much to inform you of yet but yesterday I celebrated my birthday I took the day off. I ended up visiting a National Trust place - Saddlescombe Farm and Newtimber Hill. I was so inspired by my visit there, that I recorded some potential starting lines as base formation for a poem I could create. The funny thing is that this fits in nicely with my secret project, which as of yet is secret! All to be revealed... Tom.

First things first, I am aware I did not do a blog post yesterday but with a lot going on it did slip my mind. Although, I should warn you there might not be one tomorrow as it is my birthday and I am going out for the day (as you do), so do not be surprised if there is no blog. But anyway, moving on, here I am. Today I have been reminiscing on my travels over the past few months - Buckingham, Rainham in London, Bristol. Now I know you probably will wonder what relevance that has but if I told you then where would the fun be in that one? Also, I have been working on something and let's just say for now that it sometimes involves putting pen to paper. All I know is that you will love (I hope) what I have in my magician's hat but until then, enjoy reading or whatever you want to, Tom.

  Today and for the past few days I have been doing lots of reading. I'm currently reading a book of essays all about people who are not cis-gendered. I have been trawling through an assortment of ecopoetry both familiar and new to me. For me poetry allows me to disconnect from reality and escape this world, to enter brand new worlds which not only inspire me but pleasure me. I love reading about slugs or forests or even sisters falling out with one another. I mean fiction does this too but poetry, especially ecopoetry lends itself to bringing about serenity for me. I love reading ecopoetry best when I am surrounded in nature and the earth's landscape. You will often find me in a country park, National Trust site or just a regular, everyday park like I was today (and yes I was reading while there!) Enjoy reading, Tom.

  Hello all. I am here to inform you that something is happening and something is coming. I cannot tell you the exact of nature of what it is or give any possible details yet but I assure you that as the days go by, more and more clues will slowly be revealed. What is it I hear you ask? Keep connected and check the blog regularly. You never know when  clue can provide some answers. Until then I leave you with these pictures. Have fun blog readers, Tom.

Hello all. I would like to start by giving my apologies for not posting lately but I have been working on something top secret, which I hope to share with you all in the next few weeks. But until then... I have come back to provide you with more posts and yes, I am still (for now) keeping with the LGBTQIA+ theme. I have lots to fill you in on. This includes visiting the homes of certain authors, detailing shocking secrets in the literary world and reviewing more fantastic books. But to begin with I have decided that I wanted to highlight a special book to me in another review and that one will be Alice Walker's The Colour Purple  (1982). There are many reasons a\s to why I have picked that one and all of those reasons will be established in my review of The Colour Purple . Anyway, the new review will go up soon and until then happy reading, Tom.

I am back again to bring yet another fascinating review and am keeping with the LGBTQIA+ theme. For this one I am diving into what quickly became my favourite book when I first read it - Bernadine Evaristo's Girl, Woman, Other  (2019). From the first page, the first sentence even, I knew there was something special about this and as I read it I could easily understand why it won the Booker prize in 2019 (alongside Margaret Atwood's The Testaments 2019)  I think the first thing I noticed was Evaristo's use of punctuation and capital letters because without giving too much away, she rather tends to challenge the grammatical rules with which we are familiar  with as I found on page one:     ‘to her right is the bend in the river as it heads east past Waterloo Bridge towards the dome of St Paul's’. ¹ This not only drew me in to Amma's world but also Evaristo's world as a writer. I find that her craft is such a joy because of the way she structures her words, sentenc