A cacophony of creative hoots and cackles.

7 May

There are a few literary goodies I wish to share with you, and so I have decided to compile them all into this one post. I hope you enjoy!

The first item, is this ridiculously accurate to life ecard which I found on the beloved book porn website. The hilarity is not lost on me. Neither is the despair. I know this scene all too well. I mourned just as hard as Heathcliff when Cathy died. And let’s not even mention what occurs when I hear the chart topping song by Kate Bush…

The second tidbit, is the fun and lovely poetry sensation that is gathering momentum over at The Millions Tumblr website. They requested their viewers to send them poems based on book titles that adorn their shelves. My lovely author Helen partook, and has lovingly referred to the poems as ‘Book Spine Poems’. I wish I had time to join in, but I urge my readers to.

Next up, is the brilliant board game that I just discovered. The Great Penguin Bookchase is the perfect board game for readers of books. Not to imply that you must be an avid reader to play this game, as it is suitable for all ages, and all ranges of readers. The game consists (mostly of) multiple choice questions, but also allows the players to collect, borrow, beg, or steal books for their bookshelf. The first player to acquire six books (a book from each category), and make it back to the center of the board game is the winner! The design of the board game itself is divine. I look forward to countless rounds of Bookchase.

Lastly, I thought I would post a poem entitled Night Time Musings. I would have preferred to post a ‘book spine poem’, but this will have to do. I also feel bad because I never managed to read/review a book for the month of April. I am currently reading The Little Stranger by Sarah Waters and hope to have a review posted by the end of this month.

Night Time Musings

My constant companion. He who possesses ebony fur; stricken with a shade of amber.

He often lays low, contented to yield to silence. His demeanour hums softly of other worlds.

At night, he sleeps by the foot of my bed. An outstretched paw intermittently taps the floorboards.

I am forever made aware of his presence, and his purpose.

Within the dark recesses of this mad place, I slumber in defenselessness.

His eyes are ever watchful and discerning, offering up slivers of light.

We share a burden, he and I.

Without this earnest devotion to one another, I would surely slip softly away.

Washing me clean of all my tidal pain, he absorbs any fragmented remnants upon his own aspect.

His night time musings resonate a lingering sadness.

His words freeze time, as they penetrate the ceiling and walls that surround.

My only companion; he whispers while I sleep.


5 Responses to “A cacophony of creative hoots and cackles.”

  1. nanhinchliff May 8, 2012 at 2:27 pm #

    Nice, Drea. I love the rhythm….just about perfect.

  2. nanhinchliff May 8, 2012 at 2:28 pm #

    I was referring to your poem above. Also liked the post.

  3. Joy May 14, 2012 at 9:14 pm #

    Wow. Love the poem! Also, have you seen this website: http://bookfessions.tumblr.com? So awesome! 🙂

    • literaryagent007 May 14, 2012 at 11:28 pm #

      Thanks Joy! I have not, but am going to make a point of checking it out 🙂 Thanks for posting the link.

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