It may be fair to say that I'm a bit of a hoarder. That's part of the reason I took up scrapbooking; I've always liked keeping little mementos and since rediscovering my artistic streak, it feels so much more satisfying having somewhere special to store all things arty. I also have a real problem throwing away old magazines, so I have stacks of Company, Marie Claire, Glamour, Elle and Vogue under my bed, in my wardrobe and in the loft. I love coming back to old editions to create new moodboards or visionboards and now I have two more to add the ever-growing pile! I'm particularly enjoying March's Marie Claire, with the features on Idris Elba and Maya Angelou, although Elle was great for carrying on my commutes. Elle also came with Benefit's new mascara, which I still have yet to try! It's also really fun comparing the different suggestions on how to tackle upcoming trends. I do find myself turning to Instagram and fashion blogs for inspiration a bit more nowadays but I don't think I'll ever outgrow the joy of flicking through the glossy pages of a magazine. I'm a bit old school like that. #geriatricJade
And yes I know Easter is ages away but if shops are going to start selling mini eggs early, you can be damn sure I'll be buying them.
Jade x
I popped into Sainsbury's on Monday for no other reason than to kill time before meeting my dad after work, yet ended up coming out the shop with a new Jo Nesbo book and a three for a pound bags of kids sweets. Peter Pan syndrome at its sweetest. As you can see, I've gathered quite a collection of Nesbo's translated work, yet I have still managed to read half of them in the wrong order. I also quickly became aware when I starting reading Police that I'd missed out another book in the process. A quick scan of the internet tells me that The Phantom is what, ideally, should have preceeded Police but what can I say? I'm off the chains, reading serial books out of sequence. Rock and bloody roll.
Police was still a brilliant read though. Despite that fact I had missed some major Oleg-based drama, there were enough other recurring characters such as Stale Aune and Beate Lonne that kept me feeling integrated in the series. As with all of Nesbo's books, Police is very plot heavy and we are woven into the lives of what feels like hundreds of different characters. There are also, as is often the case with Nesbo, a lot of red herrings involved. Every time I thought I had the outcome pegged, it was quickly established that my intellect was not serving me well in the slightest.
For me, the book could have been a few chapters shorter. By the close of the book, I wanted resolution more than I wanted to carry on reading; I had reached past the point of finding mirth in being misled. That's not to say I didn't like the ending - it was actually very fitting and I do, weirdly, look forward to a second reading knowing how the book now ends. In fear of ruining the plot, I have little comment on the content, other than some of the deceased characters will be surely missed. Another clever creation by Nesbo that I'm happy to add to my bookshelf. Nebso is always able to produce captivating reads and I love that itch that forces you to cram in one more chapter before bed and sneak a few more sentences during dinner. Another great Harry Hole novel, which I would definitely recommend.
I had two stand out quotes to add to my ever-growing quotes collection so I'm going to break my own rule and post both of them, because I simply couldn't pick. The first I just found interesting because the workings of the brain both fascinate and make me fearful.
"Like a scar, a limp. An echo. A reminder that nothing disappears in its entirety, everything leaves a trace in some way, somewhere. Like childhood. People you have known. Something you ate and couldn't tolerate. A passion you had. Cellular memory."
The second quote has to do with what I guess can most easily be broken down into the way we compartmentalise ourselves: our public and our privates selves.
"If she had been allowed to spend five seconds in his head, to see who he actually was, would she have run off screaming? Or are we all equally sick? Is the difference only who lets the monster loose and who doesn't?"
So after bandying around those heavy, philosophical quotes on a Sunday morning, I wish you a happy rest of the weekend!
Jade x
