Closing Time

I’ve written posts about new beginnings, changes in direction, and fresh starts many times on this blog. This is the first time I’ve written about an ending.

I think it’s time to close the doors on Book Heaven.

I started this blog years ago, with the simple intention of  sharing my rather obsessive love of books and stories. I posted a mixture of reviews, creative writing, and literature-based arguments. I got a pleasant surprise when I realised how many people also loved books, and built up a loyal readership, and even made friends.

When I started it, it was all about children’s fiction, and then also started encompassing teenage fiction. I still think children’s fiction is one of the most important things in the world, but unfortunately I don’t have time with school and study to read both children’s fiction and adult novels, so for the moment I’ll have to let the kids’ stuff go. Also,  I think reviewing books for people not in your own age group is a little bit patronising, and unfortunately not many people see the importance and attraction of children’s fiction, so I think that area is better left to kids.

So thanks everyone for reading, I’ll be posting book reviews over on http://thefullbookcase.wordpress.com every now and then.

For the last time, I’ll see ya round,

Maeve

Banners please!

As you may have noticed, we’ve recently being messing about with our header image or banner recently, and would love the chance to show off your work. It can be hand drawn and scanned, or digitally produced, but it has to be your own work. We’ll (of course) credit you, and leave a link to your site in a post thanking you. The banner size is 850 x 250 pixels, but we can crop your picture to fit if you aren’t sure.

Inspiring Places

I think sometimes we fail to see the infinite possibilities for stories around us, and focus on the great and the majestic for inspiration; larger than life characters and famous stunning scenery. My grandparents’ back garden used to be pretty and tidy, with clipped hedges and a little river running down the back, a perfect bower of camellias and well-kept flowerbeds. However, between the house being flooded earlier this year and no one living in it for a few months (leaving the garden untended), and the back garden being turned into a builder’s yard while the house was being repaired, nature began to claw it’s way out of the neat boundaries and has reclaimed the garden for itself. The camellia is still flowering though, even though it’s roots are covered in old window frames and planks of wood. It’s broken away from its bower and no longer follows the arch shape it used to, instead reaching up over my granda’s workshop.
I just thought it looked interesting, and that its story was worth noting. I’m going to post another one tomorrow; of the same bush but more surreal and collage-like.