Hello everyone! As we’re edging closer to the end of the year and we’re all starting to think about what bookish delights 2015 will have in store for us, it’s time to bring back one of my favourite blog features. Curling up in bed with my favourite publishers’ catalogues and jotting down the books I want to read next year has become almost like a Christmas tradition for me, and this year is no exception.
And, as always, I want to share the books with you. Just like last year, I’m starting with Transworld Books whose novels, as regular blog readers will know, never fail to amaze me. They’re usually my first stop when I’m looking for a good thriller or a new women’s fiction author and they rarely disappoint. So, here are my top 5 Transworld books I’m looking forward to reading in 2015!
Here is a truth that can’t be escaped: for Mia ‘Rabbit’ Hayes,
life is coming to an end…
Rabbit Hayes loves her life, ordinary as it is, and the
extraordinary people in it. She loves her spirited daughter, Juliet; her colourful, unruly
family; the only man in her big heart, Johnny Faye.
But it turns out the world has other plans for Rabbit, and she’s OK
with that. Because she has plans for the world too, and only a
handful of days left to make them happen.
Here is a truth that won’t be forgotten: this is a story about
laughing through life’s surprises and finding the joy in every
Rachel catches the same commuter train every morning. She knows it will wait at the same signal each time, overlooking a row of back gardens.
She’s even started to feel like she knows the people who live in one of the houses. ‘Jess and Jason’, she calls them. Their life – as she sees it – is perfect. If only Rachel could be that happy.
And then she sees something shocking. It’s only a minute until the train moves on, but it’s enough.
Now everything’s changed. Now Rachel has a chance to become a part of the lives she’s only watched from afar.
Now they’ll see; she’s much more than just the girl on the train…
I’m lying here in a bed, my head full of regret, with only a little bird flitting through a tree to comfort me.
Friends want to visit, but I refuse them. So my carer Sheila has given me a task to keep me occupied.
An A-Z list. Think of a part of my body for each letter. Tell a little tale about it.
When I reach H for Heart, what will I say?
How we loved to string crocheted hearts in trees? How our hearts steadily unravelled?
So I begin with A. Adam’s apple.
Will you be there to catch me when I fall?