A Monster Calls was never originally Patrick Ness’s idea. Instead the idea for this book was sparked by the much acclaimed author Siobhan Dowd. Due to her untimely death Siobhan was unable to complete this story, in stepping Patrick writing this novel with one thing in mind: To write a…
Please read, like and reblog this fabulous review of the haunting A Monster Calls by the awesome Jess of Jessheartsbooks (Book blogger extraordinaire). It’s an entry for the MiraInk BlogInk competition so I would love it if she won because she is basically my Twin and never forgets to be awesome :D
I am literally beyond the realm of Bored out of my Noodle. HALP!
Seriously considering chucking some clothes into a bag along with some entertainment and driving to my bf’s and just kinda being there when he gets home from work.
NOT EVEN TUMBLR IS FULFILLING MY NEEDS TODAY!!
Favourite Male Character
Oh god why would you ask me that? I love so many of Tammy’s male characters!
Ok based on how many books he’s appeared in: George Cooper he’s charming, funny, caring but unafraid of killing to protect what’s in his domain. Patience of a saint (well to marry Alanna you bloody need it), super-awesome Rogueish skills and ear collection. Also now the reason that I love the name to the point that I want to name all penguins George.
Based on the sheer fact that he’s the kind of guy I’d willingly marry - Farmer Cape because of reasons.
Having spent the second half of my holiday feeling increasingly shit to the point finally that on Friday my boyfriend walked with me to the nearest hospital and we spent around 5 hours in Pronto Socorso getting me checked out.
Fucking Mono plus a little extra ick in the form of my hideously swollen tonsils (still not quite sure what was causing that). I got admitted overnight so they could chuck antibiotics into my system and got released on Saturday afternoon before flying home Sunday morning.
So I got seriously ill for the first time in my *life* in a foreign country where my grasp of language was very slight. Thank fuck for the lovely Italian doctors who took care of me even if they strugged to communicate with me on occasions, and praise be to the Italian Healthcare system that I didn’t have to pay anything.
Also the biggest star being my boyfriend who despite being fully aware of how disgusting my tonsils looked and that I had mono still could bring himself to kiss me (albeit dainty little ones). Seriously I’m keeping this guy for as long as I can - he fucking rocks.
Guys, GUYS WHAT IS JOHNNY DOING WITH HIS HAND?
I’m calling Secret Timelord.