I haven't blogged or written for a wee while, I've be working too hard, catching up on house work and snatching the odd snooze in between.
What I have been doing is reading (at breakfast, meal breaks at work and to wind-down when I get home).
My new favourite books to read, while I'm exploring the world of YA fiction, are unashamedly the fairytale-meets-novel variety.
Note to self: Could this be the next project?
My latest find has been Shannon Hale's The Goose Girl. It has won a host of awards, and with good reason. The story melds deception, intrigue, and murder with the golden virtues of loyalty, friendship and true love - and magic.
Shannon Hale has an amazing gift. I'm in awe of her talent and only wish I could write such creative imagery. Her words almost sing on the page, painting visual images so delightful they linger in your mind. When you set the book aside you're left with a deliciously sweet after taste that begs for more.
Ani sat under the beech and listened to the wind. It sought out trees, running around their trunks and weaving through their branches, the way a cat arches its back under a hand, seeking a good scratch. When it touched her skin, she could feel the rumbling, wispy voice that let images of its wanderings whisper out into sound. Not speaking to her, but just speaking, its existence alone a language. (The Goose Girl, pg 252)
Shannon is the author of a number of fairy-tale novels you can check them out at her website and blog at www. shannonhale.com