I first came across Hannah, when she featured as a guest post writer and chatted with Naida, over at ‘The Bookworm’. I stopped by to leave a comment, on what to me, was a very intuitive, candid and fluid post and to my surprise Hannah emailed me personally, to invite me to read and review her first published novel Isabella Rockwell’s War.
Isabella Rockwell’s War, takes Hannah into the domain of YA fiction, although the book appears to have been read and enjoyed by both adults and young people alike, has achieved nothing but 5 star reviews and is already an award winning story.
I am going to enjoy reading this story directly from the printed version, so will be able to fully immerse myself in the touch, smell and feel of the written words, as the story evolves … which is where Hannah’s guest post comes in!
First of all, let’s talk about the book … ‘ISABELLA ROCKWELL’S WAR’
Raised in 1820’s India, 12-year-old Isabella Rockwell can ride and shoot as well as any of the soldiers in her father’s regiment. These skills, however, are of no use to her when she finds herself on the frozen streets of London, orphaned and alone.
Tormented by guilt over the deaths of those who loved her, she vows never to be responsible for anyone’s life again. If she can scrape together enough money, she will return to India. But Isabella cannot shake the creeping feeling that something is not right; that something threatens not only her new best friend, but the throne of England itself.
Having survived this far on her wits alone, will Isabella escape back home to India? Or will she stay with Alix, a girl whose fate seems to be tied up with Isabella’s own? A fate with consequences far beyond those Isabella could ever have imagined.
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This is my take on the age of technology in my own, personal reading experience…
Thank you so much to Yvonne for having me here. This is my second ever blog post and I hope you enjoy it.
I was thinking about books, though it’s not as if I ever think about much else. There is absolutely nothing new I can add to the paperback vs e-reader debate, but now that I have had my ipad for a year and a half, I can see a book-reading pattern has emerged.
Out of the 30 books I have on my shelves in the Kindle and ibooks app, I have read fourteen from cover to cover, five are samples (one of Shades Of Grey…oooeer), seven are books I haven’t read, two are my own book (just checking…)and two I am in the middle of reading.
By comparison, on my super-smart new bedside table I have ten books, a tiny photo of me and my baby daughter, a hairband, a lamp and a lot of dust – as my husband just helpfully pointed out. Of these real books, I have finished eight and the other two I haven’t yet started.
So overall, my finish rate of books is much higher with the hard copy pile, maybe because it sits there next to me in all its dusty glory daring me not to pick up the one on top. Isn’t the smell of musty paper comforting? Or is it just me? Quite a few of my books are second hand and, because my mother wasn’t much of a housewife superstar either, dusty books remind me of my childhood.
However I do love my ipad. I love its immediacy. A new book at midnight? It doesn’t get any better than that, and of course the ipad makes my holiday reading very light indeed.
But hold that thought, though. The ipad is brilliant if you’ re in the airport/train/bus station for hours and have one hundred books to choose from, but how robust is it when you drop water on it, or Coke? You can’t see its screen in sunlight, and an ipad is not very good for lying across your face to block out the strongest of the rays so you can watch, lizard-like from underneath, the action around the pool. That’s what I use my holiday books for, anyway.
So, as I said, I do love my ipad, passionately, but for things other than reading. For that, it appears, I still love my books more. It might be an age thing, being on the distant side of forty, but I like the feel and weight and the warmth of paper books, where each splodge or fingerprint or bathwater mark is a testament to the author’s talent in making me keep turning the pages. In short I suppose, to me, there is nothing so very bookish, as a book.
As readers, I wondered if anyone felt the same, especially if you’ve have e-readers for a long time? Also, because I am nosey, how many books do you tend to have on your e-reader shelves at any one given time?
Thanks so much for having me here, Yvonne, and I hope your readers enjoy this post and have a very Happy New Year.
As this is an author invitation to read and review, a print copy of the book, was sent to me free of charge, by its author.
This will in no way influence any comments I may express about the book, in any blog article I may post. Any thoughts or comments are my own personal opinion and I am in no way being monetarily compensated for this, or any other article.