Posted in Memoir, Non-Fiction, Reviews

Everything I Know About Love by Dolly Alderton

What do I know about love?

Admittedly, very little.

I know there are a million different types of love, if not more. There’s familial love, friendship, pets (although some will argue pets count as family). There is romantic love, love you hate to feel, love you long to feel. There’s the love you feel for your favourite character, that ‘soft spot’ you hold for the cute barista in your local coffee shop. There is the love that hides in the furthest corner of your mind for the person you wish you could have, but know you can’t. Or the love that leaps out whenever you’re around them. It is the reflection of yourself in the water as you walk across your favourite beach. It is in the kiss goodbye in the hospital ward before the machines are switched off. It is the laughter with the bartender who ‘just got you’. It is the free fall of a bungee jump, hair wrapped around your face and adrenaline pumping through your veins. It is the silence as you’re immersed in your favourite book. 

Love is a million things and more. 

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Posted in Poetry, Reviews

Invitation to Poetry by Mihai Brinas

For me, poetry has always been a way of bleeding onto paper. Seeing the raw emotions of the poet, the voice, is what draws me to them in the first place.

I’m even more of a sucker for romantic poetry. Sonnets, villanelles, modern poetry that doesn’t follow any structure; if it’s about love, I’ll read it.

Love is the language of poetry after all.

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Posted in Domestic Fiction, Fiction, Reviews

Expectation by Anna Hope

I’m very nostalgic.

Even at 23 years old, I look back at my life quite often and see how different I’ve grown, how far I’ve come (or how far I’ve fallen, in some ways). It’s a bit dramatic, given that I’ve only just started my twenties and have so much ahead of me. 

But I feel like everyone goes through this at each stage. Expecting so much from the future and getting to it, only to miss the past. Or at least that’s how I know a lot of people are. 

That’s exactly what you get from Anna Hope’s Expectation

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