Well it appears I have created yet another blog. This one was actually created, not because I am on the threshold of what they call the grasp of the interwebs, but because I came across a delightfully long and remarkably enjoyable review of a book called Shatter Me, by a lady named Tahereh Mafi.
Now after reading this book I suffered an inexplicable tumult of pure agony as I tried to describe to my very patient cousin the exact thoughts which I accommodated whilst reading that particular novel. It would be an understatement to say that I felt frustrated. Mafi seemed to me like an excellent writer with talent for far far better than the impoverished ruin that was Shatter Me.
I felt as though whatever talent she did have was blocked behind a huge boulder that was, I have to say, her own ego. I felt as though her own valuation of her work was setting her back by leagues and leagues and I don’t know how to put it any other way, being terribly limited by way of relevant vocabulary, but I found her to be obnoxiously mundane in her attempts at brilliant writing.
However what I really wanted to say was that I was induced to join this bloggery because a member of this honourable site had taken up her (or his) time to write a magnificent review which mirrored ALL the things I thought about Shatter Me so precisely, that frankly I could not have said them better had my mind been able to speak the things it had thought!
It was somebody called ‘dilatory bibliophile‘ or something on those lines, and let me just say, folks, as how I was completely enthralled by her (or his) review and frankly, I can not wait to read more of those!
So, just to ensure that I would get access to such delightfully satisfying composition, I decided that I would make an account on here and follow the person in question, and then through him (or her), I could possibly find more delumptious literature written by both celebrated authors as well as members of the internet community with ‘diamonds at their fingertips’, as it were.
And so, here I am.