Hooked on pages
The story inside
World within
Teleportation
Printed beauty
Escapism first
Cover to cover
Transportation
Sentences flow
Paragraphs born
Coming together
Exhilaration
Tag: imagination
Adventure Time
This may be news to some of you, but I am an absolute sucker for cartoons; whether they’re made for children or adults. I’m a 26 year old, I swear 😉 but Adventure Time always holds a special place in my quirky little heart. It kept me company for a long time when I was at my most unwell. It cheered me up on my lower days. It made my imagination even more vivid + wild. And for that, I’m incredibly thankful. So here’s my current (and very colourful) collection of AT graphic novels/comics
Is there a particular TV show or film that is extra special to you? If so, what it is and why? ☺️ I’d love to hear from you guys!!
Adventure time, c’mon grab your friends… ❤️
Adapt
The birds that sing overhead
Insects scuttle underfoot
Fish in the waves, riverbeds too
The life that lives where it can.
Adaptable, making the most of it
They find a way to thrive
Not all but some it must be known
Do proudly soldier on.
Humans as well do this at times
Surviving, taking each day as it comes
For tomorrow is a bright beginning
The chance for life anew
Freestyle #2
We see the world the way we want
Rose-tinted glasses or the skeptics shades
Optimist, pessimist and realist alike
Perceive and analyse, fitting their views
Good or evil, grey area morals
Ethics for some but foreign to others
Perhaps our realities aren’t the same
Parallel but never to entwine
Marching onwards in shared time
But never sharing the who, what or why
Bring the right thing
Some people bring the sunshine
Others bring the rain
Some people bring both at once
The joy and the pain
Some people want what’s best
For you and all their kin
Others only see themselves
Their selfishness kicks in
What is it that you bring
To other people’s lives
Sunshine full of kindness
Or rain that drives and drives?
Bookworm Q&A
Just a little light-hearted, book related post for this Sunday evening…
*DISCLAIMER* I’m not shaming anyone who enjoys any of the authors or books mentioned. Everyone has their own taste and that’s what makes the world such an interesting place.
BOOK I DISLIKE: The Boy in the Attic by David Malone
BOOK I LOVE: Salem’s Lot by Stephen King
BOOK I THINK IS OVERRATED: Pride and Prejudice, To Kill a Mockingbird, Twilight…
BOOK I THINK IS UNDERRATED: Ritual by David Pinner. Almost unheard of but a fantastic read
BOOK I COULD READ ON REPEAT: Anything by Edgar Allan Poe, especially The Raven
BOOK THAT MADE ME FALL IN LOVE WITH READING: The Jiggy McCue series by Michael Lawrence + The Measle Stubbs series by Ian Ogilvy
BOOK THAT CHANGED MY LIFE: Lord of the Flies by William Golding
GUILTY PLEASURE: I don’t feel remotely guilty about anything I read or have read and neither should you
MORBID CURIOSITY GENRES: Basically anything about the Holocaust, concentration camps etc. Also true crime, especially serial killers like Jack the Ripper
BOOK I SHOULD HAVE READ BY NOW BUT HAVEN’T: Lord of the Rings by JRR Tolkien. I have the trilogy in one HUGE book but find it so daunting, even though I know it contains 3 books!
LONGEST READ: My paperback copy of It by Stephen King was over 1,300 pages and it’s still the longest book I’ve read to date
BOOKS CURRENTLY OWNED: According to my Goodreads account, it’s 161, which is predominantly made up of my ‘to be read’ collection
BOOKS READ SO FAR THIS YEAR: 34 and almost halfway through number 35. My goal for the whole year is 70 so I’m pretty chuffed with my progress so far
Clouds of Cotton Wool
Sublime sunshine
Clouds of cotton wool
Glorious brightness
It’s all so wonderful
Streaming through glass
Lights up my day
Even when sofa-bound
It comes to say hey
Colours of blue
Green of the grass
Beautiful weather
Let’s hope it won’t pass
The Dark
Something creeps, unseen and unheard.
It lurks in the corner, not saying a word.
Maybe it’s waiting, biding it’s time.
Or maybe there is no reason or even no rhyme.
Blankly it sits, emotionless air.
What is it? What are you? Why are you there?
The dark does not speak, react or reply.
It simply exists, alone, and unable to die.
But wait, something is stirring.
Deep inside, the dark is whirring.
Silent movement, it leaves its place.
A discovery is made; the dark has a face.
Teeth not human, eyes glowing white.
Blood on its mind, eager for the fight.
It’s right there behind you, but you mustn’t scream.
The dark has chosen you, and this is not a dream.
