You may have noticed that things are a bit quieter around my part of the internet and my poor blog has been a bit neglected. So I’ve decided to do a quick-fire list of all bookish things that I have been up to recently.
Um… except if you replace ‘quick-fire’ with ‘long-winded’ then you’re more on the right track.
First up is a list of a few book bargains that I’ve been buying. At Christmas, my big brother asked his lovely long-term girlfriend to marry him and she said yes! Many celebrations and champagne and EXCITEMENT were had.
But even lovelier, I got asked to be a bridesmaid! I’ve never even been to a wedding before, let alone be a bridesmaid so, needless to say, I’m absolutely thrilled. You may be wondering why I’m telling you this because what has this got to do with books?! Well, when I went to the Cheltenham Literature Festival last year, my brother told my about one of the most glorious second-hand book shop I’ve ever been to (if you know the area it’s called Moss Books) and the walls are made of books! And not last weekend but the weekend before, I went to Cheltenham to meet the other bridesmaids and get our dresses. (They are gorgeous by the way!)
But I also managed to squeeze in a visit to Moss Books. I was trying to be good though and I was extremely aware that I had to get the train back the next day. My bag was tiny. I had not thought this through.
But, I managed to find some brilliant deals.
In the middle, however, is Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte. One of my favourite classics in the entire world but I don’t actually have a copy of it. I know, ridiculous right? So when I found this hardback, cloth bound book for £8 I had to buy it.
I mean, it would practically be illegal not to, right?
Next up is something I am SO EXCITED about. Yep, that’s right… I’m bringing out the CAPS.
June sees the start of the Manchester Children’s Book Festival and there are so many exciting things to go to!
From screenings of Roald Dahl’s Witches at the Cornerhouse to exhibitions galore! [Read the full programme here!]
I have bought a ticket to go and see my favourite author, Philip Pullman talk about his books and there is a chance to meet him and have him answer your questions. Aye, there’s the rub. You know how I was a bit scared when I met Patrick Ness because I was worried that I was going to make a twonk out of myself by… well… being myself?
Take that and double it and that’s what I’m thinking about how I’m going to act in front of Philip Pullman. I’ve actually had the chance to meet Double P twice now and both times I chickened out because, it turns out, I’m ridiculously shy in the presence of genius. I actually hid behind a pillar once.
Holy Fangirl, Batman!
Alright, and this last one is a bit of a hilarious one. And it’s mostly going to be explaining how ridiculous I am.
So let’s get that out of the way, shall I?
I am a ridiculous human being.
Now we have that out of the way… let’s proceed.
If you’re a book blogger, you may have approached authors/publishers/illustrators/other people to do an interview for you and your website. Also, if you’re a book blogger… your interview requests may have also been politely declined/rejected/completely ignored by authors/publishers/illustrators/other people. Normally when this happens you grumble a little bit and then pretend it never happened. It’s their loss, right?
Well, this is exactly what happened to me but, well I don’t care, because this is way too good not to mention.
The name rings bills, doesn’t it? Are you getting excited, but not entirely sure why? Are you getting unexplained…. tingles?
What if I say Neville Longbottom to you?
Yep. I see your jaw dropping and a little bit of drool… just in the corner of your mouth. Nah, you’ve got it, don’t worry.
That’s the reaction that I expected.
Now, I know I’m not a superstar YA book blogger and I’ve never claimed to be. I know that, in the whole scale of things, I’m the PJ and Duncan of YA book blogs. And I’m fine with that. I kind of love it, actually.
So when I wrote a letter to Matthew Lewis’ agent and asked if he would be willing to do an interview for my blog, I didn’t hold my breath. I mean, he’s a legitimate film star. He goes to film premieres. He’s starred in a film with Alan Rickman. He knows Rupert Grint socially. He’s met J.K Rowling.
He destroyed a bloody horcrux.
But for the cost of a stamp, I thought why not? You don’t get if you don’t ask, do you? So I came up with some questions and sent them off and then I forgot about it.
Until I got a letter in the post.
“Unfortunately due to the amount of mail I receive I am unable to reply personally to all your kind letters and requests.”
Sad, but not surprising.
But I also got a sheet of FAQ which I will share with you now and we will pretend it is my interview.
Jo’s Pretend Interview with Neville Longbottom.
Favourite colour – blue. (OMG, MY FAVOURITE COLOUR IS BLUE)
Favourite food – pizza. (I imagine pizza is the food we would eat on our first date)
Favourite band – Oasis. (Seriously? Why aren’t we married?!)
Favourite actor– Al Pacino.
Favourite HP film – Deathly Hallows Part 2 (It’s the cardigan, wasn’t it? It’s always the cardigan. )
Favourite scene– Wielding the Gryffindor sword. (I may or may not have fist-pumped at that bit.)
If he could play any other character in HP it would be Lucius Malfoy. (NO! Neville all the way.)
AND… the items Matthew Lewis kept from the set of Harry Potter-
His false teeth.
His ear muffs.
His prosthetic ears.
His scarf, ties, and gloves.
His costume from the last film. But, alas, not the sword of Gryffindor.
OMG OMG OMG.
That is a signed (personalised, if you please) picture of Neville Longbottom stuck on my wardrobe and it’s my favourite thing stuck on my wardrobe. That might sound like a strange thing to say but this is what my wardrobe looks like:
It has competition. I mean, come on, there’s a picture of Prince Harry and Usain Bolt on there… and the wizard still wins.
So no, I may not get film stars on my blog and I may not be a blogging superstar, but I get to wake up and look at Neville Longbottom’s face every morning.
Until next time on ‘Been Busy…’.
Well, you know, unless I’m too busy.