books, books, books!
As another month draws to a close, it’s time for a reading update. Throughout September, I managed to read 12 books (7 novels, 2 novellas, 2 graphic novels and a poetry collection), which I’m really happy with.
Best of all, this took me beyond my 80 book target for the year, putting me on 89 thus far and making every further book I manage to finish a very welcome and pleasant surprise.
Standout reads this particular month were probably Coraline by Neil Gaiman, which is a delightfully creepy little story, and The Language of Dying by Sarah Pinborough, a tale of life and death with wonderful touches of magical realism.
What was your favourite read in September? How are you getting on with your goals for the year?
Impervious to your toxic voice,
that diamond mind still sparkles
in patience for reprieve
with silent smiles of knowing;
when you spit up so much venom
surely you will choke.
Excuse me kind sir,
I’ll be needing a new heart.
This one is broken.
I denounce the middle ground –
Place me atop the mountain
or bury me under it;
riding the crest of a wave
or drowning in its depths.
I’m bored of indecision,
exhausted by this passion –
Translucent skin stretched
across a beating heart;
freedom fit to burst.
Beware the hungry beast that skulks within the shadows
Targeting passers-by with poison-dipped arrows.
She does not seek their company; thrives when she’s alone
It’s their hearts she wants to claim, to stitch into her own.
Lifting her spine to the moon in angles grotesque
Vertebrae by vertebrae, she stands statuesque.
Bewitching their eyes to lull them to sleep
To feed their warmth to her void, that chasm so deep.
For though she lives in darkness, in fear of the light
innocent onlookers that fed her to the night.