Weekend

On Saturday I went to Manly for my volunteer position and it was such a lovely day; blue skies and warm temperatures and yet standing right next to the water at the wharf it was so cool. I forgot I missed the sea salt smell.







I am a fan of Cecelia Ahern's novels; there is something quirky about them and just different to other romance/chick-lit novels that I have read. They almost remind me of a fable (minus the animals) crossed with a fairytale; her stories are more substantial and less fluffy than they appear on the surface.

At work a week ago, I came across her new novel, 'The Time of my Life'  and I finished it earlier tonight.

Lying on Lucy Silchester’s carpet one day when she returns from work is a gold envelope. Inside is an invitation – to a meeting with Life. Her life. It turns out she's been ignoring it and it needs to meet with her face to face. It sounds peculiar, but Lucy’s heard of this before. Anyway, she can’t make the date: she’s much too busy despising her job, lying to her friends and avoiding her family. It turns out that Lucy’s life isn’t what it seems. Some of the choices she’s made – and stories she’s told – aren’t what they seem either. From the moment she meets the man who introduces himself as her life, some of these stubborn half-truths are going to be revealed in all their glory – unless Lucy learns to tell the truth about what really matters to her. From a big family dinner to an extraordinary work crisis, from chasing after a long-lost boyfriend to learning what home really is, Lucy Silchester has an appointment with her life – and she’s going to have to keep it.

I believed that Life would be a God-like figure who would lead Lucy to the right path. Rather to my surprise, he was just an average person who was so intrinscially connected with Lucy and her emotions and mental state. Overall, just a lovely read and her novels always make me feel so inspired.