What Katie Ate by Katie Quinn Davies

Publisher: HarperCollins
ISBN: 9780007458592
Format: Hardback
Pages: 304
Genre: Non-Fiction, Cookery
Publication Date: February 28, 2013

SYNOPSIS

This extraordinary début cookbook from award-winning Irish photographer and home cook Katie Quinn Davies features over 100 simple, seasonal recipes. Katie offers much-loved classics and mouth-watering fresh dishes for breakfast, lunch, dinner, baking and desserts, drinks and gatherings. Featuring Katie's gorgeous photos throughout, this enchanting cookbook is a feast for the eyes as well as the palate.

REVIEW

Cookbooks have become a particular weakness for me over the last 6 years. I've seen my collection rapidly grow from a few basic student cookbooks to well over 3 shelves worth. And while admittedly they are mostly unused, they are much loved.

I think I just miss food. I was fortunate to grow up in Toronto, a fantastic multicultural city that provides an amazing diversity of world cuisines to sample. I'm also quite lucky to have my father who is a wonderful chef and whose food I could never hope to reproduce myself. So it's not a surprise that some of my earliest and fondest memories are sitting down and enjoying a tasty meal. To me cookbooks are not only just great reference tools for honing culinary skills, but can also serve as literary keys to unlock treasure troves of sensory associated memories.

This year I promised myself that instead of staring longingly at photos of foods I want to eat, I would make good use out of all my cookbooks and try to become more of an intuitive chef rather than a strict recipe-only amateur. It'll be a long time before I develop enough of a knowledge base to instinctively combine random things into tasty meals, but I think this cookbook is a good place to start.

What Katie Ate is a hard book to resist. Quite simply, it's one of the most beautiful cookbooks I've seen. The food photography found within its pages feels rustic, yet highly polished in its framing and lighting, but most importantly, every photograph makes you passionately want to cook the mirroring recipe.

I'm ashamed to admit that I've bought a plethora of recipe books purely on how well designed and attractive they are rather than asking myself the oh so practical question "Will I ever use this?".  With space becoming a new unwanted and incessant issue, Katie's book had to pass my first test to see if it would remain on my shelf. The first thing I do when I have to decide whether or not I should buy a cookbook is to mark the number of recipes that I would like to cook, that have realistic ingredients that I can find easily and don't involve kitchen contraptions I've never heard of and most likely will never buy. You'd be surprised how many cookbooks I had to grudgingly put back into stock because there were only a small handful of recipes I could mark within their hundreds of pages.

I set off with my trusty pack of post-its and bookmarked well over 40 recipes before running out.  I debated on buying another pack of sticker notes to finish off the rest of the book so I could quote a precise number for this review, but decided in the end that it might be a tad too obsessive. Even for me. We'll just say that What Katie Ate passed the first part of my criteria with flying colours.

The first recipe I tried was the Mushroom and Bacon Risotto with Poached Egg. A dangerous starting choice. I haven't poached an egg in over a decade and in the past I have gotten bored and frustrated with the constant stirring/pouring of liquid which has resulted in some spectacularly crunchy risottos.

Mushroom and Bacon Risotto with Poached Egg (page 168)

As a quick side note, this recipe calls for Cavolo Nero and my local grocers didn't seem to stock it. I'd never heard of it before so for other cooking novices like me, Cavolo Nero (also known as Black Cabbage, Tuscan Kale or Lacinato) is a dark green leafy Italian cabbage that can be substituted with regular kale, spinach or chard. I went with the safe choice of spinach since it’s the only vegetable I actually know how to prepare and cook properly out of the three.

It’s probably a good thing that this recipe doesn't mention a rough cooking time and sits next to an incredibly appetizing photograph of the finished product, or I would have chosen an easier and less time consuming recipe to make. Or maybe chosen to make this on a day off with plenty of preparation time rather than attempt to squeeze this meal into a workday evening. When I finally sat down for my very late dinner, with a grumbling stomach and a starving boyfriend by my side, I was starting to wonder if all that hand numbing stirring was worth it. Oh boy, was it worth it.

It was lovely and creamy; well balanced and the addition of the poached egg is a fantastic idea. I've always found risottos to be a bit too rich and repetitive. With every spoonful having the same creamy consistency and bold flavour it can become increasingly overpowering and overwhelming with each additional bite, but the poached egg on top provides another texture and taste to break up the monotony.

The next recipe I cooked was the Lemon Chicken with Herbed Rice. By contrast, it was probably one of the worst plates of food I've ever made. Any subtlety of flavours from the herbs and seasoning was drowned out by the overpowering taste of balsamic vinegar. It may have looked pretty on a place but after two bites, I had no choice but to throw it out and order a pizza.

Lemon Chicken with Herbed Rice (page 166)

The success (or in this case the failure) of the recipe came down to the creation of the sauce. The lemon sauce consists mainly of 125 ml of Italian salad dressing combined with 80 ml of soy sauce and 180 ml of lemon juice. Katie comments that by using a shop-bought salad dressing as the base for the sauce, it gives the dish a fresh tanginess and acts as an ingenious shortcut for a quick easy meal.

I think the fault lies in the recipe’s lack of explanation of what to look out for in the readymade dressing. I've discovered that there are many variations in the ingredients that go into the different brands and the vast sea of online recipe sites have many differing ideas of what can be added to the vinaigrettes.

Since the dressing accounts for 48% of the liquid going into the sauce, the delicate balancing act needed to create a proper sticky sauce to coat the chicken rests on the flavour coming out of that bottle. It’s a risky thing to rely on amateur cook selecting something perfect. The inclusion of a short author’s passage on what goes into a traditional Italian dressing or an optional list for nervous chefs who want to forgo the shortcut and create it from scratch would have been welcomed. It’s a shame that for me this recipe relies too heavily on blind luck rather than foolproof precision. I think it could have been a lovely twist on a classic dish.

I did manage to take away something positive from cooking this recipe. The inclusion of chopped spring onions and herbs to the cooked rice is a simple inspired idea to add an extra dimension to an otherwise bland accompaniment. It never even occurred to me to add salt and pepper to plain rice before and I've been eating it for most of my life! That revelation alone was worth the small chicken sacrifice made to the refuse gods.

Fettuccine with Prawns, Cream and Sun-Dried Tomatoes (Page 142)

The tie-breaking dish was a creamy fettuccine with prawns and sun-dried tomatoes. A great pasta dish that’s simple to make. I would recommend chopping the sun-dried tomatoes into finer pieces than the suggested strips if you don’t want to end up with a mouth full of strong chewy tomatoes, but other than that minor compliant it was a very tasty dinner.

And I couldn't review this cookbook without baking the raspberry friands displayed on the front cover. After all, it’s the image that first caught my eye and made me lust over the book obsessively for several weeks. This dessert piqued my interest not only because of the attention stealing photo, but because despite having a lot of baking books, I've never heard of them before. Friands are small French cakes that are quite popular in Australia and New Zealand. They’re usually baked in special oval shaped moulds to give them their distinctive shaped, but it’s difficult to find here in the UK. Online shops do carry them, but I found it works really well in a standard cupcake tin. Just reduce the baking time to about 20 minutes instead of 25-30 to account for the smaller size.

Raspberry Friands (page 240) 

They taste absolutely AMAZING. The one downside I found about the recipe is that these cakes should all be eaten on the day that they’re baked. The fresh raspberries lose their shape and texture the following day and spread into the sponge. The day old friands weren't unpleasant to eat, but just knowing how tasty they were previously made it a bit of a let-down. Ideally, they should be devoured straight out of the oven while still warm and inviting. The cake sponge is light and moist with a hint of sweetness and the sharp acidity of raspberries makes for a fantastic combination. The small batch I left in the staff room quickly disappeared and I have now promised to bake some more for everyone who missed out the first time. Rave reviews all round and a new addition to my favourite recipes collection.

I hope Katie won’t mind me posting the recipe for it here, since it’s available on her blog. It’s the one I would recommend everyone try since it’s surprisingly simple to make and incredibly moreish.

Raspberry Friands

http://www.whatkatieate.com/recipes/raspberry-friands/

Ingredients

• 10 free-range egg whites
• 300 g unsalted butter, melted
• 175 g ground almond
• 370 g icing sugar, sifted, plus extra for dusting
• 100 g plain flour, sifted
• 2 x 125 g punnets raspberries, plus extra for serving

Method

1. Preheat the oven to 180 ̊C (fan), 200 ̊C, gas mark 6.
2. Lightly grease 18 holes of 2 silicone friand moulds or non-stick friand tins.
3. Whisk the egg whites for a few seconds just to lightly combine; you don’t need to whip them into peaks or anything like that.
4. Add the butter, ground almonds, icing sugar and flour and beat lightly to combine well. Pour into the prepared moulds or pans, filling each hole to just two-thirds full.
5. Place two or three raspberries on top of each friand and bake for 25–30 minutes or until a skewer inserted into the centre comes out clean and tops are lightly golden brown.
6. Dust the friands with icing sugar and serve warm, with extra fresh raspberries if you like.

Makes 16-18 friands. (made 24 friands in the cupcake tins)

Despite making one disastrous recipe, I really loved the food featured in Katie's book. The stunning food photography and charming faux rustic page layouts are addictive to flip through and I can't help picking up the book every so often to just to admire it artistically. I'm really looking forward to cooking more dishes, especially the ridiculously cute mini egg benedicts. It's a wonderful cookbook and a much appreciated belated birthday gift. 

Cookbooks are meant to be used, not merely gawked at no matter how vivid the descriptions, elaborate the illustrations or scrumptious the photographs may be. As the old adage says, the proof of the pudding is in the eating and What Katie Ate is proof that you can have a tantalizing book that is as much a feast for the stomach as it is for the eye.

Short and Sweet: The Twitter Review

Elegant and thoroughly delicious, What Katie Ate is a mouthwatering temptation that's hard to resist. 

Born Weird by Andrew Kaufman

Publisher: The Friday Project
ISBN: 9780007441402
Format: Hardback
Pages: 270
Genre: Fiction, Quirky Fiction
Publication Date: January 3, 2013

Please note that this review refers to an uncorrected advanced proof edition.

SYNOPSIS

The Weirds had always been a little bit peculiar, but not one of them suspected that they’d been cursed.

At the moment of their birth Annie Weird gave each of her five grandchildren a special power that she thought was a blessing. Richard, the oldest, would always keep safe; Abba always had hope; Lucy would never get lost and Kent could beat anyone in a fight. As for Angie, she would always forgive, instantly. But over the years these blessing turned out to be curses that ruined their lives.

Now Annie is dying and she has one last task for Angie, her favourite grandchild. Angie must gather her far-flung brothers and sisters and assemble them in her grandmother’s hospital room so that at the moment of her death, Annie can lift these curses.

And Angie has just three weeks to do it.

REVIEW

New Year’s always does strange things to me. No matter how many times I tell myself that I don’t care about doing something special on New Year’s Eve and that there’s no real significance or rational function behind all my menial preparations to start the year off “right”, I still find myself running around my flat like a mad person during the last few days of December.

While I hate myself every year for the now expected annual irrational cleaning spree, there is one tradition that I actually quite enjoy adhering to: the selection of the first book to read to start off my year.

This is of vital importance to me. I know it’s silly, but books are a huge part of my life. It doesn't exactly revolve around books (though there might be some argument for that), but books do influence and shape my ideas, passions and sometimes my current outlook on life. So choosing the first of the year means a lot to me. It sets the tone and the expectations I have for the following months.

That’s the reason why I put off reading this book for the past few weeks. As much as my fingers craved to pick up the lovely proof copy, I couldn't think of a more ideal choice that filled me with as much anticipation and excitement and there is nothing quite like the pleasure of discovering that a new book is being published by one of your favourite authors.

Andrew Kaufman’s newest novel is a blursing. Fast becoming my new favourite word, it means exactly what it sounds like; it’s both a blessing and a curse. Born Weird is a blessing because it’s 270 pages of the most enjoyable and madcap writing I've ever had the privilege to read and a curse because I very much doubt I'm going to find something I love more than this book over the next 12 months.

What I love most about the novel is how Kaufman managed to impart each sibling with a unique interpretation of his or her gift. The introductions to each character serve as whimsical side stories that explore how each individual has allowed their ‘blursing’ to dictate their life and define their peculiar personalities. I won’t spoil anything for you since a lot of the addictiveness of the story lies in the unveiling of each curse’s manifestation, but they’re ingenious and wonderfully imagined; even the ones whose outcomes are somewhat predictable.

Andrew Kaufman is an extremely gifted storyteller. I admire his ability to imbue tiny touches of the unusual to otherwise mundane, realistic settings. He gives the everyday, the commonplace occurrences that make up our daily lives, life. That little sprinkle of strange is that little bit extra that livens up what could have been an ordinary family drama into a fantastic modern day tall-tale that doesn't feel out of place or farfetched. It makes you wish you had a little bit more of that same quirkiness lurking in your life. If, like me, you feel by the end of the book that you really want some more of that same magic to brighten up your life, I recommend seeking out his brilliant novella, All My Friends Are Superheroes. It’s one of my personal favourites to read whenever I feel a bit gloomy. It’s Andrew Kaufman just weirdly being weird and weirdly doing well and I hope that never changes. *

*This last sentence may not sound right or even make much sense, but I assure you once you've read the book you will all see how exceedingly witty and clever it really is. That or how cheesy it is.

Short and Sweet: The Twitter Review

The perfect personification of peculiar, Born Weird is a charming tall-tale: Eccentric, comical and with just the right amount of heart.

Building Stories by Chris Ware

Publisher: Jonathan Cape Books
ISBN: 9780224078122
Format: Boxset containing hardbacks, paperbacks, pamplets, etc
Genre: Graphic Novel
Pages: 260
Publication Date: October 4, 2012

SYNOPSIS

In Chris Ware's own words, 'Building Stories follows the inhabitants of a three-flat Chicago apartment house: a thirty-year-old woman who has yet to find someone with whom to spend the rest of her life; a couple who wonder if they can bear each other's company for another minute; and finally an elderly woman who never married and is the building's landlady...'

The scope, the ambition, the artistry and emotional heft of this project are beyond anything even Chris Ware has achieved before.

REVIEW

This is my first real introduction to the work of Chris Ware. I've admired his previous books, especially the Acme Novelty Library series, from afar but I haven’t been brave enough to read one yet. At first glance they appear too daunting to just slip into. While lovely to look at, there is a lot of information for your retinas to process; panels and faces filled the pages from top to bottom and tiny font filled in all the remaining gaps. They always left me feeling a bit intimidated and mildly confused about how to decipher a path through the colourful mazes. To me, they seemed like mystifying logic puzzles in image form that I would one day work up the courage to work through.

Building Stories is his latest work, a graphic novel comprising of 14 distinctive printed works ranging from magazines, broadsheets, flip books and pamphlets. This unconventional 'book in a box' is the most fun and unique book format I've ever had the pleasure of coming across. When you slowly lift the lid off the container and cast your gaze over the assortment of colourful treats, it fills you with childish glee. There are papers and booklets of all sizes and shapes and it’s impossible not to feel a little excitement at the sense of wonder and discovery.

Building Stories in all it's glory...

The order in which you chose to assemble your narrative is entirely up to you. The stories are intricately connected and span over a time period of 2 to 3 decades, so there is a reading order in a sense since the passing of time is clearly visible for some characters, but each piece can be tackled in any order. In a way, I think it adds to the charm of the book. I like to imagine that if I pass this onto others they might end up following a different path from mine and may come out feeling differently about certain events or the whole book altogether if they manage to finish on a more uplifting segment than I did.

The craftsmanship behind each item and the intricate details contained in each colourful panel are some of the most impressive design work I've come across. The amount of meticulous precision, consuming passion and painstaking planning that has gone into the construction and execution of this enormous project is staggering. There’s actually no need to read through the text contained in most of the booklets, it’s an absolute marvel to look at. It somehow manages to defy logic and appear to be both densely packed without looking cluttered and rigid yet strangely chaotic all at the same time.

Building Stories has left me feeling divided. While I think that it’s a masterpiece and an instant classic for its genre, I'm not sure how much I truly enjoyed the stories it contained. It’s odd for me to absolute adore the aesthetics, but slightly loathe the unrelenting bleakness that surrounds the multiple storylines explored in this collection. Surprisingly, this is not a condemning statement to make about this compilation. Chris Ware has written himself on the back of the box that “this book is sure to sympathize with the crushing sense of life wasted, opportunities missed and creative dreams dashed”, so readers are warned in advance of the general sense of melancholy that characterizes this visual novel.


Most of my discomfort lies in the voyeuristic nature of this piece of work. It’s similar to the uncomfortable feeling you get living in a flat with paper thin walls and involuntarily overhearing a loud argument from your neighbours next door, only a thousand times worse. In this case, not only are you listening in to conversations and arguments about a range of personal and highly sensitive topics, but you’re also watching the whole thing in vivid detail, like an invisible occupant in the room perceiving the devastating effects of those string of insults and the instant remorse that flickers across the faces of characters who come to the realization that they can’t take back the harmful words.

Ware’s natural ability to empathize with his characters is remarkable. He gives voice to the insecurities and sometimes awkward socially unacceptable ideas and thoughts that crosses all of our minds, whether we like to admit it or not. All this is handled with a deft touch that allows us to sympathize with the characters without making them despicable. There were many moments where I cringed at certain storylines, but I had to stop myself and ask was it really because it’s so truly a horrid thought to have about another person or was it because there’s a small part of myself that recognized I would be a hypocrite for damning the character when I myself could easily have had a similar thought?

My favourite piece is the large blue accordion style booklet. On one side, it shows a meticulously drafted layout of each floor of the brownstone apartment with skilfully added touches of life like the addition of dirty laundry on the floor, stubborn old crumbs hidden behind couches and a small collection of dried leaves blown against the front doors. Those little details, so cleverly thought out, serve to create an inviting environment that our eyes can roam and explore out of what normally would be a very sterile and pristine architectural diagram devoid of occupants and colour.

I remember looking at the open fallen book on the floor of one of the bedrooms and thinking how badly I wanted to pick that up because it’ll crack the spine if it’s left like that (Yes, I'm one of THOSE people). Oh the horror! I think the brilliance of that piece is that even though the images contain no people, we still can find something familiar to identify with.

In contrast, the other side is brimming with small vibrantly coloured comics portraying the hidden thoughts and interactions between the residents of the building. Consisting of 4 panels, each with a fixed view of the front of the brownstone building in one season, it serves both as a backdrop for these little episodes and gives a sense of passing time. This booklet doesn't drive the story along like some of the others do, but that’s why I found it refreshing. It wasn't an emotionally charged episode or a bitter-sweet look into the past, it’s just a cleverly constructed and amusing glimpse into the lives of these characters.

While I admire Chris Ware for not shying away from the difficult and often mishandled topics of isolation, depression and the paralysing effect of losing yourself in thoughts of the past, I constantly found myself hoping against hope that the next booklet I picked up would contain a happier outcome for the protagonists.

In a previous post, I talked about picture books being an unappreciated and underrated form of storytelling. Comics and graphic novels are another genre that is greatly ignored in many literary circles. Hopefully, the addition of two graphic novels to this year’s Costa Award shortlist will go a long way to help the image that graphic novels are respectable forms of pictorial literature.

I think many individuals don’t know how to approach reading a graphic novel and that can be a bit intimidating or off putting. There are a few people that I know personally who hold the opinion that graphic novels aren't a valid form of literature because they consist mainly of images and sometimes sparse use of text. I don’t think they’re giving them a fair chance. Graphic novels require a different approach to reading than that of a normal novel. Traditional books rely on our ability to associate the words on a page with our own experiences; to use our own imagination to conjure up every single item described in the book from the features of a character to the ominous shadows lurking in the cobbled streets found in the setting. With graphic novels, there’s less of a need for that, the images for the most part are provided there for you, but that doesn't mean there is less there for you to “read”.

Visual interpretation is needed to read the expressions on character faces and the subtle body language that instinctively shapes the course of most our social interactions. The slumping of shoulders, raising of eyebrows, the pursing of lips; these are all familiar sights in our day to day lives that help us to read the moods and intentions of the people around us. Instead of being utterly dependant on the author’s words and descriptions, we have to rely on our own ability to identify the signs hinted at by the artist in the splashes of colour and deliberate scribbles of ink. Chris Ware describes it as “the weird process of reading pictures, not just looking at them.” As we “experience the world as adults; we don’t really “see” any more after a certain age, we spend our time naming and categorizing and identifying and figuring how everything all fits together.” This reliance on our sense of sight and interpretation of images is what sets it uniquely apart from other formats.

It’s hard to give a proper rating or even a general recommendation to strangers for this collection. I can say without fear that this is a work of genius and many reviewers are already justifiably proclaiming this project as Chris Ware’s magnum opus, but I can’t say that it will hold universal appeal to everyone who picks it up. It provides a unique reading experience like no other that I've come across and that’s well worth the exploration since there is no guarantee that anything will come along that will provide the same sensation. I've opened the box over a dozen of times to pull out pieces to examine while I was writing this review and the novelty of opening up this huge box full of tiny books still hasn't worn off.

There are a lot of people who will be instantly put off by the seriousness of the issues tackled and the downbeat tone and that’s perfectly understandable, but to those of you that decide to take the chance and embark on the journey, I recommend sticking with it to the end. It’s deeply affecting, offering a lasting impression of ups and downs of living a modern life.

There’s no real conclusion to the multiple storylines in Building Stories; no happy endings for its inhabitants, but that’s the point. It’s a depiction of life in its rawest form: full of regret, haunting memories, failed dreams, unsaid desires, fleeting happiness, lingering sadness and flickers of hope. Giving these characters endings aren't necessary, their lives are still in motion; their fates undetermined. What we are left with instead are our reflections on our own lives and the loud, clear message to go out and live them.

Short and Sweet: The Twitter Review

A decade in the making, Building Stories is an ingenuous work of beauty and quality. A truly unique reading experience that shouldn't be missed.

The Horologicon by Mark Forsyth

Publisher: Icon Books Ltd
ISBN: 9781848314153
Format: Hardback
Pages: 258
Genre: Non-Fiction, Humour, Reference
Publication Date: November 1, 2012

SYNOPSIS

The Horologicon (or book of hours) gives you the most extraordinary words in the English language, arranged according to the hour of the day when you really need them.

From Mark Forsyth, author of the bestselling The Etymologicon, this is a book of weird words for familiar situations.  From ante-jentacular to snudge by way of quafftide and wamblecropt, at last you can say, with utter accuracy, exactly what you mean.

REVIEW

One of my secret, well soon to be not so secret, insecurities is my perceived lack of an extensive vocabulary.  While I know that there are very few people that can claim complete mastery of the English language, I do feel more often than not that I can articulate myself much better in the written form rather than spoken. Is it because I get somewhat overly excited at times and my mouth runs miles away from my thoughts? Or hopefully, it’s the opposite and my mouth is frantically trying to catch up to my rampant thoughts, stumbling over words and leaving a trail of half constructed and only semi-coherent sentences in its wake. Most people that know me quite well will describe me at best as a rambler; a person who lacks organization in her speech or writing, but hopefully I’m an interesting one.

I would love to have the linguistic ability to say exactly what I want clearly and concisely when needed.  It may sound geeky, but that would be the equivalent of granting me a much coveted superpower. Forget flying circles around my enemies, I would love the skill and knowledge base to talk circles around them instead.  Give me Socrates over Superman any day.  

So now make way for my newly discovered modern day hero, Mark Forsyth: demystifier of obscure words, phrases, rhetoric and prose and my personal harbinger of lexical efficiency. His newest book, The Horologicon, or Book of Hours, is a brilliantly crafted collection of strange and wonderful words appropriate to each hour of the day. And that is exactly why this book is pure genius.

By assigning a certain hour and the common activities associated with that time of day to a single chapter and placing you, the reader, firmly as the main character of his narrative, Forsyth has already cunningly set the ground work for making all these seemingly daunting and strange words identifiable. He injects unfamiliar words seamlessly into familiar activities without jarring the reader away from the engrossing and intentionally educational depiction of their life.      

How many times have you thought “There HAS to be a word for that?” when going about a commonplace routine or daily activity? Ever seen some delicious morsel of food on a friend’s plate that you suddenly wish you had ordered yourself? Stared longingly after it as they painstakingly devour the object of your desire one slow bite at a time and with it the tiny slivers of hope you had of obtaining a sample. There’s a word for that!

Groke: To stare wistfully at somebody while they are eating in the hope that they will give you some of their food.

Maybe knowing exactly the word to describe your anguish will soften the blow for you when it happens next time. Probably not, but it gives you something else to focus on rather than that diminishing dessert.

While I can’t even begin to comprehend how to pronounce this next word, I still think it’s utterly brilliant and perfectly describes my entire time at University in one succinct word.

Shturmovshchina: The practice of working frantically just before a deadline, having not done anything for the last month.

The Horologicon draws from an interesting compilation of source material ranging from the expected; the Oxford English dictionary, to the obscure; Dictionary of Obsolete and Provincial English, to the downright amusing; the Anatomy of Melancholy.  My personal favourite is The Vocabulary of East Anglia; An Attempt to Record the Vulgar Tongue of the Twin Sister Counties, Norfolk and Suffolk as It Existed In the Last Years of the Eighteenth Century, and Still Exists by Reverend Robert Forby, possibly because I’ve lived in Norwich now for about 6 years and there are still an alarming number of strange words I get introduced to every year. Keith Skipper has made a living from compiling several volumes solely on the oddities of the traditional Norfolk language, much to the delight of both tourists and locals.

What is surprising is that despite the endless stream of new terms thrown at you in rapid succession, the book remains an easily accessible and addictive read that rivals any fiction page-turner. It's been a while since I've last encountered a non fiction book that I've thoroughly enjoyed reading from beginning to end.  An absolute joy to read and to top it off I actually learned a useful thing or two from it. Mark Forsyth’s writing is witty and informative without ever succumbing to sounding smug or conceited. He’s charismatic, intelligent and inventive, but you never once hate him for it. Well, maybe a little. As much as I admire him as a writer, I can’t help but be envious of his ability to turn a phrase.

“It is for the words too beautiful to love long, too amusing to be taken seriously, too precise to become common, too vulgar to survive in polite society, or too poetic to thrive in this age of prose. They are a beautiful troupe hidden away in dusty dictionaries… They are the lost words, the great secrets of old civilisations that can still be useful to us today.”

A perfect companion to your daily routine, The Horologicon provides intrigue to even the most minuscule and mundane of life’s little chores. So embark on this linguistic journey to shed a new perspective on your everyday activities, rescue a new found favourite word from obscurity and then go forth and unleash your new found linguistic prowess on the unsuspecting masses. Your life and your vocabulary will be richer for it.

Short and Sweet: The Twitter Review

Exceedingly clever and endlessly entertaining. Filled with weird and wonderful forgotten words, The Horologicon is a rare reference book that begs to be read cover to cover in one sitting.

This Moose Belongs to Me by Oliver Jeffers

Publisher: HarperCollins

General Edition ISBN: 9780007263875

Special Edition ISBN:  9780007492480
Format: Hardback

Pages: 32

Genre: Children's, Picture Book

Publication Date: August 30, 2012

SYNOPSIS

Wilfred owned a moose.  He hadn't always owned a moose. The moose came to him a while ago and he knew, just KNEW, that it was meant to be his.  He thought he would call him Marcel.

Most of the time Marcel is very obedient, abiding by the many rules of How to Be a Good Pet.  But imagine Wilfred's surprise when one dark day, while deep in the woods, someone else claims the moose as their own...

Is Marcel really Wilfred's pet after all?

REVIEW

Oliver Jeffers has been one of my favourite children's illustrators ever since I first came across his second picture book Lost and Found nearly 5 years ago.  If you've never read the book, I highly recommend reading it and also watching the 24 minute Bafta award winning animated adaptation created by Studio AKA.

What really impressed me about Jeffers' work was how much character expression he could convey with an uncomplicated wire frame body and two tiny dots for eyes.  The dots may be easy to create, but their positioning is crucial.  That's what I love about his work. It's simple, clean and minimal, but it's deceptively so.  It requires a lot of precision to accomplish something that appears that effortless.  That's why I would never say that creating a picture book is easy.

I had extremely high expectations for his latest picture book partly because being a Canadian comes with a strange instilled patriotic fondness for moose and my first glimpse of the cover design showed an impressively detailed mountain scene that was unlike anything I've seen in Jeffers' previous works.

This Moose Belongs to Me explores the mature themes of friendship, ownership, independence and acceptance, but presents it in a funny, inventive and addictive narrative that is both accessible and readable for younger and older viewers.  The clever choice of featuring an uncommon wild animal as a "pet" makes it easy for children to understand why Wilfred could never really truly own "Marcel" and make him abide by his long list of rules.  There's a lovely message about the compromises we sometimes have to make when we want to have certain people or animals in our lives.

My favourite 2 page spread

It's always refreshing to see an established illustrator evolving their signature style and trying something a little different.  It's easy to stick to the same formula that has a track record of proven commercial success, but I've always loved artists that attempt to branch out and experiment with their methods. What I love most about the artwork in This Moose Belongs to Me is the variety of textures and mediums used for the landscapes and backgrounds of every page.  There's a sense of richness and abundance that flows from the pages that mirror the vast open wilderness setting of the story.  With so much detail to admire and marvel over, words aren't even necessary.  The strength of the artwork not only drives the narrative along its intended path, but makes this book must own collector's item for admirers of illustration.  I have to admit that I was lucky enough to receive a copy of the standard hardback edition a week later from the publisher to review, but as soon as I snuck a peek at the special edition and read through the story, I fell completely in love with it.  I left work happy a few hours later albeit a few pounds lighter than I should have been.      

Special Edition slipcase and hardcover Book

Limited Edition numbered print included in Special Edition

Picture books are an underrated form of storytelling that deserve wider acclaim and appreciation. While many people see them as a quick distraction or as a means of simple entertainment, many provide pivotal life lessons ranging from learning to identify different colours or first words to difficult topics for parents to discuss like moving house or losing a love one.  The ability to pass on a strong message or moral in only a few images and words is an remarkable accomplishment for anyone, but the added ability to make it charming and engaging at the same time is one of the reasons why Oliver Jeffers continues to be an author whose work I not only respect and love, but believe should be an essential addition to every child's library.

Short and Sweet: The Twitter Review

An irresistibly charming story about a boy and his moose. Fair warning to all: one small peek between its pages and you'll be hard pressed to leave it behind in the shop.

Procrastination and Progress

I've been a little bit distracted lately.  I would love to say it was because I was preoccupied with pondering solutions for the great mysteries of life or trying to better myself by enrolling in numerous courses that will finally provide me with a skill set that will set me up for life or even just busy constantly baking warm, mouth watering goodies in the kitchen, but I can't.  I've been busy shooting anonymous randomly generated humanoid creatures in the face.

I'm feeling a little bit guilty about abandoning my consumption of books for the pursuit of character levels/"Bad Ass" points and trophies that aren't real, but are.  It's like every time I pick up that controller I'm cheating on my growing pile of books stacked high by the couch and the sad paperback with the bright urgent red bookmark poking out on the top hasn't budged from its spot for the past week.    

But all hope is not lost, I did make some progress on something I really wanted to complete before writing my next review.  After 2 frustrating hours of trying to find or figure out how to write code that would enable me to add a rating system for my future reviews, I decided to make my own.  No messy code. Just good old fashioned Photoshop images and I don't care how archaic that makes me.  Before some savvy long time user points out the fact that Blogger has a built in rating option for posts, I made the silly mistake of using a custom built template and tweaking the coding myself.  I don't know what the original coder did or what the hell I did, but the rating system doesn't work no matter what I try.  But enough about my apparent lack of programming skills, my triumphant unveiling awaits!

Ta-DA!

I've created this by reworking a design from a lovely girl on deviantart called ~EchoingDroplet who creates custom screen icons/themes for desktops.  I've been sketching out random ideas for a more creative looking rating system, but I love the idea of rating books with books instead of stars.  A little extra advice on what typeface to go with from the wonderfully talented Greg Pye and voilà! My shiny new book rating system!  

Honestly, I can be really odd about the little things when it comes to organizing projects that I care about.  I can't go forward without obsessing over a tiny detail that doesn't really matter to the overall result. I just want things perfect straight off the bat.  Is that so much to ask?  While this blog isn't perfect and there's not much to it right now, what little content it has so far I'm extremely proud of.  This may only be adding a small decorative touch to an otherwise unremarkable little site, but I always like to think that it's attention to the tiny details that make the difference.       

With some luck and a massive amount of willpower, I'll pry myself away from the game console long enough to finish off the two reviews I've been working on and since we're in October there's another Beautiful Book of the Month to look forward to selecting.  I hope it'll be an eventful month for the site, but no promises. *smiles*  

Days of Blood and Starlight by Laini Taylor

Publisher: Hodder & Stoughton

ISBN: 9781444722673

Format: Hardback

Pages: 516

Genre: Fantasy

Publication Date: November 8, 2012

Please note that this review refers to an uncorrected advanced proof edition and the listed details above are for the upcoming hardback edition out this autumn.  

SYNOPSIS

Once upon a time, an angel and a devil fell in love and dared to imagine a new way of living.

One without massacres and torn throats and bonfires of the fallen, without revenants or bastard armies or children ripped from their mother's arms to take their turn in the killing and dying. 

Once, the lovers lay entwined in the moon's secret temple and dreamed of a world that was like a jewel-box without a jewel - a paradise waiting for them to find it and fill it with their happiness.

This was not that world.

REVIEW

I thought it would be a long well drawn out contest to see which book would be the first one I reviewed for my brand new blog, but as soon as I opened my delightful puffy blue parcel bag from Hodder, I knew there wasn't anything else I could consider reading or writing about. 

Days of Blood and Starlight is the sequel to Laini Taylor's refreshing novel Daughter of Smoke and Bone.  I deliberately chose the word "refreshing", because when I first requested a copy of the book I had no knowledge that angels would make an appearance between its pages and after my first encounter with the Seraphim I approached the book with a new, extremely wary outlook.  The Young Adult and Dark Fantasy markets are now flooded with stories of doe-eyed vampires, frolicking fairies and romantic angels interested in more than just merely saving your everlasting soul, so it's hard to approach a book containing one of those archetypes without some preconceived prejudice or preference for them.  But I was extremely pleased to discover that it was a book with a lot of depth to it: fantastic well rounded characters, interesting storyline that flowed seamlessly from one chapter to the next and a slyly hinted hidden realm whose full history is yet unexplained.  If you haven't read the Daughter of Smoke and Bone, I strongly recommend you do.  It's a rare gem of a book that accomplishes something unique within its genre and hopefully it will inspire both readers and writers to try something a bit different in the future.

Laini Taylor's follow up novel not only lives up to the high expectations her previous book demanded of it, but outshines it in almost every possible way. It's almost a shame that it cannot be read as a standalone novel since there is little to no summarization of the events from the previous book, but because the author assumes that the reader has the much needed background information the novel starts straight into the narrative without the burden of long drawn out exposition.

What you get instead is a fiercely addictive read that is incredibly hard to put down due to its cunningly scripted chapter endings that tease the reader into reading "just one more chapter". It's "stay up into the wee hours with a pot of coffee and a pillow" good.    

While it does read like an compulsive, mesmerizing modern fable, Taylor takes the time to lovingly create characters that are so well fleshed out that readers can't help but become emotionally invested in them. It's a rare treat to come across an author that takes such care to render her characters in such exquisite detail that you come to care about even the most minor of players in this epic struggle between Seraphim and Chimera.  There were times when I felt every betrayal like a slap to my own face and there were some unjust events that brought a dark flush to my face and a tiny angry fist shake in the air.

Days of Blood and Starlight is a devastatingly beautiful and remarkable read.  Highly imaginative and beautifully written, I would gladly trade a bag full of teeth just to get my hands on the last book in this so far outstanding trilogy.

5 out of 5 Stars

(I will hopefully sort out the stars next time around! *smiles*)

Short and Sweet: The Twitter Review

A compulsive and mesmerizing modern fable that breathes new life into old legends while weaving its own captivating tale.