Thirty Day Writing Challenge- Day Eight

I should stop attempting to be able to do anything ever on time, its just unrealistic, I am three days behind on my blog therefore confirming how much of a complete knob I am!

Day Eight- A book you like and a book you don't like

hmmmmm...... let me think of a book that I like that isn't Silence of the Lambs (this is very very tricky) 

I think one book that I really like that I've read recently is The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath. 

For those of you who don't know anything about the book and the author, let me just fill you in a bit (trust me, its kinda important) 

Sylvia Plath was a poet and writer, the book is based of her own experiences with life and mental illness and was released under the pseudonym Victoria Lucas; the story follows a young woman named Esther Greenwood who starts as an intern in New York and follows her slow downward spiral into depression. 

The book contains beautiful descriptions on how she views life, her response to how she feels and is an unflinching view into the depressive state of a young woman and is still as relevant now as it was when it was first released. 

Plath committed suicide at the age of thirty after suffering with mental health problems for many years. 

I love this book first and foremost for the language, its poetic, extremely moving and unapologetic honest- one of the finest examples of this is during the book when the main character Esther Greenwood is describing all the possible outcomes that her life could have but she has too many decisions and can't choose and she describes it like sitting under a fig tree, using inspiration from something she read herself. 

Another reason why I love this book is because it also shows that anyone can suffer from mental illness; the main character has a lot going for her in her life but still falls into a depressive state, showing that anyone, anywhere regardless of wealth, opportunity and intelligence can suffer from mental illness. 

The book also allowed me to gain a better understanding of my own problems with depression, it was extremely refreshing to be able to relate to something without unnecessary concern back and it felt like for once I could fully gain trust in something that 100% knew how I felt and also allowed me to look at depression in a different light and hopefully will allow for a steady recovery. 

One book I don't like

Oh boy, this was super easy

There is one book that I hate with every burning part of body and I will despise until the day I finally kick the bucket.

Oh my sweet jesus, How I live now is utter crap....

I first read How I live now in year nine as part of English to explore different writing styles and I'm not gonna lie, I really did like the way it was written stylistically, I love colloquial writing (if you can't tell...) but that was it. 

The plot is utter rubbish, its underwhelming, dull and predictable. 

The main character is extremely unlikable and so damn boring I would find paint drying more interesting.

And to be honest, I just hated every word that was printed, it was just utter shite. 

I would write more but if you don't like something you tend to forget it, and that's the worst thing about a terrible book- you forget it.