Tuesday, 28 July 2015

Spud - Learning to Fly

“Rambo led a twenty second silence before breakfast to mark the day of Gecko’s death. It should have been thirty seconds, but halfway through Garlic shouted, ‘How long are we keeping silent for?’” – John van de Ruit, Spud: Learning to Fly

'Spud: Learning to Fly' is the third part in a series of four is the successor to 'Spud: The Madness Continues' and 'Spud'. It remains so far the most unique and mature of the series all the while maintaining its wacky humor. It proves that joke need not always be offensive, an important change from the first book. If you haven't yet read the previous parts, I suggest you first do that for obvious reasons (Spoilers).

Spud 3 begins as usual with Spud's first day back to school. It marks the introduction of the new first years 'The fragile five' and an additional member to ‘The crazy eight - Garlic. For the first time, Spud finds that he isn't caught up in romantic entanglements although Amanda and The Mermaid make an appearance. However another member of the crazy eight has a girlfriend, much to surprise of everyone. Unlike the failure of Spud 2's house play, this book allows much room for Spud to showcase is acting abilities. Spud 3 also witnesses the race to become a school prefect. The crazy eight visit their friend Mad Dog’s house. Spud 3 sees a lack of sports and a school organized camping trip spells disaster. While Wombat doesn’t make enough of an appearance, Spud’s father makes yet another business investment and his mother tries to maintain the sanity of the family.

Tuesday, 21 July 2015

Paper Towns - Moving, Perceptive and Funny

"I never knew you until I got to know you through your clues," he says. "I like the clues more than I like you."- John Green, Paper Towns.

Paper Towns was written by John Green of the ‘The Fault in our Stars’ fame in 2008 and is by far the most complex and thought provoking of all his works. Set in present day Florida, it follows the story of Quentin Jacobsen and Margo Roth Speigelman over the course of their last month in high school.

Quentin and Margo may have been friends when they were kids but as Q grows into a nerdy, shy and slightly obsessive teenager and in the typical American high school dynamic, Margo becomes the mysterious, popular girl, they find themselves near strangers. Until one night Margo decides to take Quentin along for a series of adventures.

The book is split into three parts, the first one being the most obviously exciting. Part one sees Quentin and Margo staying up all night to partake in the above mentioned adventures. But as they drive around Orlando, they find themselves reconnecting and Q falls even more obsessively in love with Margo. 

Tuesday, 14 July 2015

American Gods- Gripping, Exciting and Imaginative

"It's a bad day for a cop when he has to commit arson, just to cover up a murder." -Neil Gaiman, American Gods.

'American Gods' by Neil Gaiman is easily one of the best books I have read in a very long time, perhaps even in the all of time. Gaiman has written a brilliant, thought provoking and serious book with ease and hilarity. American Gods captures what I assume is the essence of being American. 

Set in the modern day America, American Gods is the story of Shadow who is a released prisoner and of course, the story of Gods of America. Strange things begin to happen to Shadow (whose character develops wonderfully over the course of the book) when he drinks the mead of Mr. Wednesday (perverse, confident and demands a respect he doesn't deserve) and agrees to work for him. As the pair of them take a trip across America, Shadow gets kidnapped, watches his dead wife come back to life, robs a bank and makes it snow (among many other things). Shadow meets several others on his journey like Sam (smart, quirky and attractive), Anansi who goes by the name of Mr. Nancy (arrogant, wise and helpful to Shadow), Laura (Shadow's dead wife), Hinzelmann (who tells way too many stories), Low-key Lyesmith (subtle) and Inspector Mulligan (friendly and slightly clueless). 

Sunday, 12 July 2015

Unraveling Myself

If I were to tell you that you are only allowed to wear one pair of pants every single day for the rest of your life, would you be able to do it? Of course not. Every occasion calls for a different type. Finding your personality I think is a lot like the perfect pair of jeans – practically impossible. 

I have to wake up at 5:45 in the morning and I don’t have any form caffeine in my body, I assure you, you don’t want to push my buttons. My tolerance is directly proportional to the hours passed since sun rise and I can be something that emerged from hell. I am like neon hot pink pants. Yes, those exist. Why? I really don’t know. 

But I’m not always angry or bitter. When I am with my friends, talking over empty dishes with laughter echoing from my belly, I am soft and vibrant. My jeans are not always my jeans, sometimes they are track pants. I feel comfortable, like all my walls are down and the defense squad is taking a tea break.