Frat Girl – Kiley Roache 

There’s more than one F word……

For Cassandra Davis, the F-word is fraternity-specifically Delta Tau Chi. Accused of sexist behaviour, they have one year to clean up their act. 

With one shot at a scholarship to attend the university of her dreams, Cassie pitches a research project – to pledge Delta Tau Chi and provides proof of their misogynistic behaviour. After all, they’re frat boys. Exposing them should be a piece of cake. 

But the boys of Delta Tau Chi are nothing like she expected and soon, with her heart and future tangled in the web of her own making. Cassie realises that the F-word might not be as simple as she thought after all. 

About the Author 

Kiley is a college student who spends her time reading, writing and justifying the purchase of cold-brew coffee. On campus, she can be found either studying justice and international relations in the library or asking strangers in Main Quad if she can pet their dog. She has worked as a reporter for the Chicago Tribune’s teen publication and the San Francisco Chronicle, and blogged for Huffington Post Teen. Originally from Chicago, she currently lives in Stanford, California, in a house with  sixty of her closest friends. 

You can follow Kiley via her website, please click here. 

Or, you can follow her on Twitter @kileyroache. 

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Initially, I did struggle with this book as I do not know much about fraternity, however, once I got into the book Cassandra the main character really appealed to me. She is desperate to do right and wants to uncover the murky world of fraternities. Cassandra wants to do the right thing for future students and wants to expose what is actually going on and try and make a difference. 

I think at times this book could be seen as one sided and I wanted to see the other side of the story, however, at this moment in time I get why it would be an appropriate book for people to read. I also think that because Kiley is at college she is in a perfect position to write this novel. I cannot wait to read her next book. 

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Times and Places – Keith Anthony 

Ten years after his daughter Justine’s death, an anxious Fergus embarks on a cruise with his wife. On board, he meets a myraid of characters and is entranced by some, irritated by others and disguisted by one. These turbulent feelings, combined with a sequence of bizarre events, only lead to his increased anxiety.

In a series of flashbacks, Justine enjoys an ultimately short romance, a woman concludes she killed her and an investigating police officer is drawn into her idyllic world. Fergus, haunted by poignant memories, withdrawns in search of answers.

Back on the cruise, Fergus reaches breaking point, fearing he has done something terrible. By the time the ship returns, his world has changed forever.

About the Author

Keith was born and brought up in the Chilterns, to where he returned after studying French at university in Aberystwyth and a subsequent spell living in West London. He has a love of nature, both in his native Buckinghamshire countryside, but also in Cornwall, and wherever there is a wild sea.

Keith has been lucky enough to spend time living in France, Spain, Belgium, Serbia and Croatia, as well as being a regular visitor to Germany, and languages were the only thing he was ever half good at in school. Since graduating he has worked in government departments, but between 2005 and 2008 he was seconded to the European Commission in Brussels.

If you would like to follow Keith via Twitter, you can do @keithanthonyws.

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Throughout this story you follow Fergus and Sylvia’s recovering from the death of their daughter, Justine and how different people deal with death in different ways. You can see Fergus in a real battle almost with guilt to get over his daughter’s death and whilst on holiday cruise, it’s like within some of the dancers he can see his daughter who would have loved to have a job dancing on the cruise ship.Fergus has tried many many different therapies to try and move on from his grief, but it seems that just living each day may just be the help.

In addition, you follow Jones who was the boyfriend of Justine and his grief journey and moving on, including guilt and hiding away from Justine’s parents as he  is worried about what they may say if he moved on.

Lastly, you follow Hannah who thinks she may have killed Justine and the guilt / trauma of this and the potential impact on her family.

The overall story is about grief and the guilt that follows this. I don’t believe we talk about death enough, as people feel that it’s a morbid topic, but I don’t believe that. I believe it has to be discussed so we have an understanding on what everyone’s wishes are to enable family members to fulfil this. My favourite character was Fergus as I could feel his raw emotion and sadness of losing his daughter at such a young age, but with Keith’s writing I felt that I knew Justine so well as if she was telling the story.

One of my favourite lines within the book was at pg122

“He didn’t want to lose his grief but he did want to have a healthier relationship with it.”

I like this line, because I feel it accurately reflects living with grief and loss and it is a line that has stayed with me since finishing the book.

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Defectors – Joseph Kanon 

Everyone has particular subjects they like to read about and mine is war. My great grandmother was living in London during World War II and sometimes would talk about her experience with living in the war. It was a rare time when she would tell her stories, but when she did the room was quiet and we would all listen intently and take real advantage of these periods. So, this is where my intrigue of reading everything about the war period going into the cold war has come from.

When I saw this book, I knew it had to come home with me.

Some secrets should never be told.

Moscow, 1961: With the launch of Sputnik, the Soviet Union’s international prestige is at an all-time high. And the most notorious of the defectors to the Soviet Union, former CIA agent Frank Weeks, is about to publish his memoirs. What he reveals will send shock waves through the West. Weeks’ defection in the early 1950s shook Washington to its core- and forced the resignation of his brother, Simon, from the State Department.

Simon, now a publisher in New York, is given the opportunity to read his brother’s memoir. He knows the US government will never approve the publication of what is clearly intended as KGB propaganda. Yet the offer is irresistible: it will finally give him the chance to learn why his brother chose to betray his country.

But what Simon discovers in Moscow is far more shocking than he ever imagined…….

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You can follow Joseph via Twitter @JosephKanon.


Ill Will The Untold Story of Heathcliff – Michael Stewart 

I am William Lee: brute, liar and graveside thief. But you will know me by another name. 

Heathcliff has left Wuthering Heights, and is travelling across the mores to Liverpool in search of his past. 

Along the way, he save Emily, the foul-mouthed daughter of a highwayman, from a whipping, and the pair journey on together. 

Roaming from graveyard to graveyard, making a living from Emily’s apparent ability to commune with the dead, and pair lie, cheat and scheme their way across the North of England. 

And towards the terrible misdeeds- and untold riches – that will one day send Heathcliff home to Wuthering Heights. 

About the Author 

Michael is from Salford but is now based in Bradford. He has won several awards for his script writing including the BBC Alfred Bradley Bursary Award. His debut novel King Crow was the winner of the Guardian’s Not the Booker Award.Ill Will is his latest novel. 

Michael took the brave choice to write about Heathcliff. I think fans of Wuthering Heights will probably treat this book like Marmite, they will either really like it or not. I am a massive fan of Wuthering Heights and I did enjoy it I found the plot engaging and even if you have not read Wuthering Heights it does not matter you can read this book as a standalone. You follow Heathcliff’s journey to find his fortune and to plot his revenge, there are many mini stories within the main story which will keep you gripped throughout. Emily joins Heathcliff during his journey and I quite liked her as a character she was fiesty, but you could also see her vulnerable side which was almost “charming” – she was definately, my favourite character. 

However, the recurrent use of the C word I did not like and found it very off putting and completely unnecessary – so be warned if you get easily offended this may not be the book for you. 

If you wish to purchase this book or to find out more about Michael, please click here.

Sunshine & Secrets The Paradise Cookery School – Daisy James 

When newly heartbroken, michelin-starred chef Millie Harper is offered a job overseeing the setup of The Paradise Cookery School she jumps at the opportunity. Leaving London and her memories of heartbreak behind she hops on a plane to the hilltop cocoa plantation in St Lucia.

But this beautiful island break might be more work than she’d expected……With only two weeks to have the kitchen installed cocoa pods going missing from the plantation and the notoriously relaxed island workmen to contend with, she’s going to need some help. Gruff but charming estate manager Zach Baxter, is only too happy to offer his opinions. As the two clash heads can they remain focussed on the job in hand and get the cookery school finished in time.

About the Author

Daisy is a Yorkshire girl transplanted to the north east of England. She loves writing stories with strong heroines and swift-flowing plotlines. When not scribbling away in her summerhouse, she spends her time sifting flour and sprinkling sugar and edible glitter. She loves gossiping with friends over a glass of something pink and fizzy or indulging in a spot of afternoon tea – china plates and teacups are a must.

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Daisy has kindly provided an extract from Sunshine & Secrets to give you a little taster to this amazing book. I hope you enjoy.

“Millie skipped down the stairs and into the courtyard, surprised to see an unfamiliar vehicle waiting for her. She opened the passenger door.

‘Hi! I’m Millie… Oh, it’s you.’

‘Well, I had expected a barrage of effusive thanks for giving up my morning to drive you to Castries, but I suppose I should have known better,’ said Zach, rolling his eyes. ‘Henri couldn’t make it – some emergency or other at the newspaper. Ella says she’ll meet you at the market. She grabbed a lift with her friend Denise – the other half of the village gossip-vine.’

‘Great, thanks. Yes, it’s very kind of you.’

Millie jumped into the passenger seat, but as she slammed the door shut one of her sandals dropped from her toes. Zach was so swift off the mark that they had reached the end of the driveway before she had time to shriek for him to stop. With her face flushed with embarrassment, she scrambled from the SUV, hobbled back up the hill to collect her flip-flop, and resumed her seat next to him, unable to meet his eyes.

To add to her mortification, Zach burst into raucous laughter, shaking his head as though he couldn’t believe what had just happened.

‘Okay. It wasn’t that funny!’ Millie snapped, turning her face away from him to look out of the window.

‘Well, not if you don’t possess a sense of humour!’ Zach revved the engine, gripped the steering wheel and, still chuckling, set off down the hill.

‘Are you always this irritating or do you save up your insults and deliver them all at once?’

‘You know, there’s just something about you, Little Miss Clumsy, that brings out the comedy in every situation. You must have spent years honing the skill, eh?’

Millie decided that Zach’s rudeness did not warrant a reply and that silence was preferable to engaging him in a conversation he obviously thought passed as wit. She clutched her bag to her chest and sank down into her seat, hoping he would get the message. Thankfully, he was too busy concentrating on navigating the twists and bends of the only road that led to the Caribbean island’s capital than on his mission to wind her up until she snapped.

They shot past tiny hamlets of no more than a dozen houses, each painted in a different hue – canary yellow, fiery red and green, cobalt blue – some pristine with well-kept gardens, others in need of a fresh coat of paint, all with the most magnificent, uninterrupted view of the sea. Fields crammed with the island’s staple crops of banana, coconut and mango lined both sides of the road, interspersed with palm trees and cocoa plantations, until they dropped down to the coast and the scenery became more urban.

‘You’ll love Castries. You should try to see a bit more of the town than just the food market, though.’

An unpleasant thought suddenly occurred to her and before she could stop herself she had blurted, ‘You’re not coming with us, are you?’

‘Now here I was thinking you would jump at the chance for someone to carry your bags!’

Millie glowered at Zach, causing him to laugh again. ‘Don’t worry. My instructions are to drop you off at the market and leave. Henri will meet you after lunch to give you and Ella a lift back to the villa when you’re ready.’

Zach slowed down to almost a walking pace as they approached the outskirts of the capital and the roads became tight with traffic. To Millie’s eyes, Castries presented a shabby, worn-out vibe; several houses and shops were in desperate need of repair, with rusting oil drums and broken-up vehicles in their yards and mangy dogs roaming amongst the scattered detritus of city life. A brigade of teenage youths loitered outside a roadside bar, cigarettes dangling from their lips, passing round a bottle of home-brewed rum.

‘Okay, Princess Pout, your ordeal is over. We’re here.’”

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Trafficked Girl – Zoe Patterson

Abused and ostracised by her mother, humiliated by her father’s sexual innuendos, physcally assaulted and bullied by her eldest brother, when Zoe Patterson was taken into care at the age of 13, she thought she was finally going to escape her suffering.

Then social services placed her in a residential unit known to be ‘a target for prostitution’, and suddenly Zoe’s life was worse than it had ever been before.

Zoe had been at Denver House for just three weeks when an older girl asked if she’d like to go to a party, then took her to a house where there were just three men. Zoe was a virgin until that night, when two of the men raped her. When she told her social worker what had happened she made a joke about it, then took her to get the morning after pill.

For Zoe, the indifference of the staff at the residential unit seemed like further confirmation of what her mother had always told her – she was worthless. Before long, she realised that the only way to survive in the unit was to go to the ‘parties’ the older girls were paid to take her to, drink the drink, smoke the cannabis and try to blank out what was done to her when she was abused, controlled and trafficked around the country.

But in her head Zoe was always a fighter.

About the Author

Zoe has recently achieved her goal of becoming a qualified boxing coach and plans to use her skills to help other people who are struggling to find a way of fighting back.

Jane Smith is a ghost writer of numerous best-selling books, including several Sunday Times top ten bestsellers.

I have never gone through such a wide range of emotions in one book. But mostly, I was angry – not at Zoe but the people who were meant to look after her, keep her safe. This book is relevant for this moment in time, as many towns and cities throughout the country have realised there are massive groups of people abusing children/young people and services are just letting these people down. It is just not acceptable.

I felt sorry for Zoe’s mother in one way (you will find out more in the book), but angry, as she could have made a massive difference to the outcome of Zoe’s childhood. Also, any professionals involved in Zoe’s care should quite frankly never work with children again. Zoe in the end finds a friend, mentor, mother in Pam who should be greatly admired for just being there for Zoe and providing love and safety, but this was much to late.

I admire Zoe for sharing her story as lets be honest its not a great story to share, your family don’t care and other people just ignore you. But, it is a story that must be heard. I think this is an important book that should be shared within secondary schools and a topic that needs to be discussed frankly with young people as it is them who is mostly affected to try and improve the education and safety of them.

After reading this book is certainly made me want to keep hold of my children a little more tightly and when my two boys grow up they will have an understanding that this does go on and an ongoing discussion about respect, boundaries and safety.

It has taken me a couple of days after reading this book to try and compile my emotions to write this review, which I don’t feel I have done a great justice – all I can say it has had a massive emotional impact on me and a book that I don’t think I will ever forget.

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The Long Forgotten – David Whitehouse 

“Dove is walking along the canal when he remembers the bog violet. It just appears, however memories do, a glimmer of the past shining through the now. Dove knows nothing of flowers. And there are few of his age (if his age is thirty, which he thinks it is), who know what he now knows of the bog violet; that’s how vivid his memory is……The memory is as lucid as his reflection, stilling on the black glass of the canal. But where has he seen it before, and why is he recalling it now?”

When the blackbox flight recorder of a plane that went missing 30 years ago is found at the bottom of the sea, a young man named Dove begins to remember a past that isn’t his. The memories belong to a rare flower hunder in 1980s New York, whose search led him around the world and ended in tragedy.

Restless and lonely in present-day London, Dove is quickly consumed by the memories, which might just hold the key to the mystery of his own identity and what happened to the passengers on that doomed flight, The Long Forgotten………

About the Author

David is an award-winning novelist, journalist and screenwriter. His first novel, Bed, won the 2012 Betty Trask Award and his second novel, Mobile Library, won the 2015 Jerwood Fiction Uncovered Prize. Originally from Warwickshire, he now lives in Margate with his family.

You can follow David via Twitter @d_whitehouse or via his website, click here.

Additional comments from David – Autumn 2017

‘I first read about the rafflesia- sometimes called the corpse flower- fifteen years ago. It smells like rotting meat to attract the flies that transport its pollen, and it’s as huge and ugly as hell. It struck me as a fantastic place to hide a body. 

It took me a long time to find a story where a corpse flower might be use. I supposed it needed a mystery, but I didn’t have one under Malaysia Airlines Flight 370 went missing between Kuala Lumpur and Beijing, in March 2014. I wondered how long it would be before people who weren’t directly connected to MH370 forgot about it, even though it was out there, in the ocean, somewhere. 

Memory is an obsession of mine, as my own is failing me. I remember very little about the places I have been and the people I have met. More than once I have told a story I’ve heard from a friend, convinced it is my story, something I remember. In some way, we all live vicariously through the memories of others, be it accidentally, like me, or on purpose, through their photographs on the internet. Their holidays, their weddings, the births of their children. What would it be like to suddently have memories that belong to someone else?

These three things were the starting point for writing the book. Both the rafflesia and the disappearance of MH370 – a flower that imitates a dead house to live, and a sea that can vanish 239 people – are reminders of the scale of nature of our fleeting place within it. The Long Forgotten is a love story that begins with one and ends with the other.’

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This book was simply amazing and I think so far this year, my favourite book of the year so far. And, firstly, the cover is just so beautiful.

You follow Dove who is the main character who simply seems to be floating through life. He seems to be desperately trying to find his identity and his parents. Dove was fostered and his foster parents he grew to love and respect and for the first time in his life was in a loving and safe family home. Dove starts to realise there are signs and clues pointing to potentially finding out who his parents were and what happened in the past.

Professor Cole has spent many many years searching for a black box from a plane which was downed decades ago. You follow his story about through this journey until the conclusion of his investigation.

In addition, you are introduced to Peter who wants change in his life. He is a successful businessman for a small cleaning firm, but is on his own without a partner and children. Peter develops a love for finding and hunting down rare plants and flowers which takes him all over the world and his life. However, there are many other people seeking out them too, which is not always a positive thing. Peter starts to travel the world and meets some very interesting people including the love of his life.

I have never read a book like this before, the story is tragic and heartbreaking but David’s writing was simply beautiful and thought provoking. If you judge a book by its cover, then yes they both match both beautiful and just simply amazing.

David is published via Picador and if you wish to find out more about them or to purchase David’s book, please click here.

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Taken – Monty Marsden 

A gripping thriller full of twists you won’t see coming…….

It’s been two years since mass murderer, Glacomo Riondino, disappeared after killing Greta Alfien….Dr Claps, devastated and guilt ridden by Greta’s death has been on a man-hunt for Riondino ever since. Meanwhile, an American girl disappears on the 382nd step on the Cerro Trail in Guayaquil, Ecuador.

No-one saw her disappear. Who took her? And how?

When the US authorities contact Claps, he is certain that it must be Riondino. But, unlike Riondino’s other vicitms, the girl has disappeared into thin air…..

Will Claps solve the puzzle, or will he lose his mind in the process, blinded by his own obsession?

About the Author

Monty, a Tuscan by birth, grew up in Milan, where he studied medicine and still works. He lives in the province of Bergamo, with his wife and four children.

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Monty and the staff at Aria have kindly provided an extract for you. Enjoy.

“The passenger held out his passport and immigration form to the customs officer, a white guy with cold eyes and a sharp face. After reading his name on the document, the officer briefly looked him over and then pressed a buzzer. A few seconds later, an imposing black man clad in a dark suit appeared and politely invited the passenger to follow him into a small office in the airport police area. As soon as he entered, Joseph E. Munro, the FBI man in charge of the NCAVC –the National Centre for the Analysis of Violent Crime, of which the Behavioural Analysis Unit was part – got up from his desk.

“Welcome back to the US, Doctor Claps!” he exclaimed with a wide smile.

“Good to see you again,” replied Claps seriously in good English. “It’s been years,” he added, accepting the man’s vigorous handshake and surprised at how naturally the words came out.

Munro had run the course on the behaviour of violent offenders that Claps – who had spent more than a year living in the FBI training centre at Quantico – had attended, and there was a great deal of mutual respect between the two. Since then, they had remained in regular contact, but over the last week the exchange of emails between them had become almost frantic.

“Sheila Ross,” said Munro, handing Claps a photograph. “Twenty-six years old. She disappeared in Guayaquil, Ecuador. Her family is one of the most prominent in Atlanta, and her grandfather is a former state senator who is kicking up one hell of a fuss about it.”

It was the standard posed college yearbook photo: the girl was smiling, showing a row of perfectly aligned white teeth. The beauty of her face, with its radiant smile and light blue eyes, was beyond question, but her posture was too mannered to be able to tell anything real about the person. After a few seconds, Claps set the picture down on the desk.

“For months she’d been planning a vacation in the Galapagos with her friend, Alice Hartford,” continued Munro. “On their way back from the islands, they made a stopover at Guayaquil where they were planning to stay a couple of days before moving on to Quito. But they never got there. Sheila disappeared the night before they were due to leave. That was twelve days ago.”

A long time. Almost certainly too long for her to still be alive.

“You already told me all this in your email. Tell me about the Italian. That’s why I’m here.” Once again, the words came out smoothly: for some mysterious reason hidden in the folds of his neuropathology, speaking English instead of his own language meant that Claps’ speech was devoid of those hesitations and stutters which were the result of the aphasia which had struck him years ago.

“That afternoon they went to visit Malecon, the neighbourhood along the river that runs through the city. At one point, Sheila decided to take a break at an open air bar while her friend visited the botanical gardens. As the friend was returning, she saw Sheila in the distance sitting at a table talking to a man who left just before she got there. Sheila was euphoric – she told her friend that she’d managed to speak to that nice man in Italian…”

“Wait a second,” interrupted Claps, “Sheila Ross could speak Italian?” Munro nodded. “Her family has Italian origins, and she spent three years in Perugia studying comparative culture at the University for Foreigners.”

“Sorry, I interrupted you… Carry on.”

“She told her friend that it had been a bit of luck, and not just because she’d had the chance to speak Italian again: the man, who had said that he was from Milan but had been there in Guayaquil for work just over two years, was really nice and had told her all the places it was worth seeing in the few hours they would be in town, saying that they really should visit the Cerro de Santa Ana. It’s a hill with a view of the whole city.”

Milan… The city Riondino was from. In Ecuador for two years… It had been two years since that bastard had disappeared. Claps didn’t let any of the excitement and anger that he began to feel humming beneath his skin show.

“Do we have a description of the Italian?”

“It’s so generic that it’s not much use.”

“But it might—”

This time it was Munro who interrupted him.

“The physical description fits with the data we have about Giacomo Riondino. But also with millions of other people as well.”

“Didn’t he give her his name?”

“We don’t know. If he did, Sheila didn’t tell her friend.”

“Go on.”

“There’s another thing. That morning, the girls took dozens of photographs. You know what kids today are like with their phones: selfies and pulling weird face, and a few pictures of the place.”


“The Italian was wearing a hat, a panama. Well, in two of the photographs they took before Sheila met him, in the background, in the distance, you can see a man wearing a panama. We blew up the photos as much as possible: he’s turned towards them, but has his head and chest turned away, as though at the last moment he’d tried to stop his face appearing in the picture. And the clothes he is wearing also correspond to the description Hartford gave us: a light coloured linen suit.”

“Did the girl identify the man in the photo as the Italian?”

“She wasn’t sure, but she didn’t rule out that they might be the same person.”

“So he was following her…” murmured Claps, as though to himself.

“In reality, we can’t be certain that the man in the photos is the Italian, but we think there’s a very good chance that he was.”

A half smile appeared on Claps’ lips: in Munro’s language, which he had learned to interpret during his time at Quantico, that ‘very good chance’ was a certainty.”

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The Invisible Hand Shakespeare’s Moon Act 1 – James Hartley 

The Invisible Hand is about a boy, Sam who has just started life at a boarding school and finds himself able to travel back in time to medieval Scotland. There he meets a girl, Leana, who can travel to the future, and the two of them become wrapped up in events in Macbeth, the Shakespeare play, and in the daily life of the school.

The book is the first part of a series called Shakespeare’s Moon. Each book is set in the same boarding school but focuses on a different Shakespeare play.

About the Author

James was born in Heswali, on the Wirral on a rainy Thursday in 1973. He’s lived in Singapore, Oman, Scotland, Thailand, Libya, Syria, Ireland, France and Germany during his forty-odd years on the planet and has worked as a journalist, waiter, childminder and dishwasher. He lives in Madrid, Spain with his wife and two chilren and teaches English.

You can follow James on Twitter @jameshartleybks or purchase any of James’ books via his website, which you can click here. 

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To be honest, I am usually put off with the mention of Shakespeare and that is because of having it rammed down my throat at school. When I was at school many, many years ago, I believe that due to the poor reading list it really put people off reading. For me, it was Shakespeare who I disliked and vowed never to read anything by him again.

However, when I recieved this book because it was not very long and it seemed to have a completely different feel, I thought I would give it ago. And, I actually enjoyed it what I loved was the story going from the past to the future and sneaky aspects of Macbeth dropped in, which was not intimidating or overwhelming. What James has done is very clever and a great way to introduce young people into the sometimes complex world of Shakespeare. I think if I had this book when I was younger, I would have enjoyed Shakespeare a lot more.

You follow the main character Sam, and what James has done has made him relatable to many young people, with going through difficult times with trying to fit in an find their own identity. Sam was going through a lot in his personal life which his mother having a serious mental illness (which everyone seemed to gossip about), to his father working away alot and being left under the guardianship of his uncle. Strange things were happening to Sam, which everyone automatically assumed that Sam too was suffering with mental illness, but he had a way of being able to transport himself in the past and living two lives. It was a great afternoon read, and I have passed a copy on to my secondary school teacher friend to see what she thinks as I do believe this is a must for young people or at least be in the schools library.

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Women & Power A Manifesto – Mary Beard 

I am a massive fan of Mary Beard’s always have and always will she is an inspirational lady and a positive influence to women, so I just had to purchase this book as I had heard so many positive things about it. 

With wry wit, Britain’s best-known classicist Mary Beard revisits the gender agenda and shows how history has treated powerful women. Her examples range from the classical world to the modern day, exploring the culture underpinnings of misogyny, considering the public voice of women, our cultural assumptions about women’s relationships with power, and how few powerful women resist being packaged into a male template. 

With personal reflections on her own experiences of the sexism and gendered aggression she has endured online, Mary asks; if women aren’t perceived to be within the structures of power, isn’t it power that we need to redefine?

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A full review of this book, will appear on the blog shortly.