My Name in Books Tag

Hi,

I thought I’d do something different today. I saw this tag on Thrice Read, and it seemed like a lot of fun. I invite you all to try it if you’d like.

Here goes nothing…

T – Turtles All the Way Down by John Green

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John Green’s newest novel since The Fault in Our Stars. It’s been on my mind lately, so it was an obvious choice. I’ve just started reading it, so excited.

 

E – Everything Everything by Nicola Yoon

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This is one of the cutest gems on this list. How could I not?!

 

M – (The) Mothers by Brit Bennett

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Ignore the “The” ok. I really loved this book and wanted to feature it, so allow it.

 

W – What We Lose by Zinzi Clemmons

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This is a moving account of how strange dealing with grief can be. Left my emotions all mixed up on the floor.

 

E – Exit West by Mohsin Hamid

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This book comes highly recommended across the booksphere. It’s on the top of my TBR.

 

K – (The) Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini

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Again, this might seem like cheating but it’s really hard to find a title that starts with K. Plus this a great book, I hear -it’s still on my TBR.

 

A – Americanah by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

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I was going to get Ms Adichie on my list one way or another, luckily this title fits perfectly.

 


So there you have it, my name (TEMWEKA – in case you didn’t quite catch it) in books. Now just to find my name as a character in a book, heck even as a keychain and I’ll be over the moon.

Have you read any these books or plan to?

 

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My name is magic

I believe in the magic of names, and mine means “The one we love”

My name suggests that an encounter with me might change your life,

One interaction with yours truly will render you unmistakably in love.

 

A name passed down through the generations of my family,

How do I live up to playfully wisdom of my great-aunt?

Or the ‘take on the world’ charm of my aunt?

The living legends of my name’s past.

 

No!

 

But I didn’t want to be loved by everyone,

Not by people who didn’t really know who I was.

They didn’t know that I was flawed and prone to stumble,

Or that on some days I wasn’t very lovable, not even a little bit, not even at all.

 

So I made my universe smaller,

One filled with people who would love me

Even if my name wasn’t magic

 

 

 

 

Love, a beautiful infinity

Once upon a time, I had believed that if you could list all the things you loved about someone, you didn’t really love them, least not completely. Because in my quite feeble understanding, Love shouldn’t or rather couldn’t be quantified.

Love is this abstract concept, an immeasurable force, much like infinity. We created a scale simply to ease our vast ignorance to its majesty.

So if you ever succeeded in counting my favourable qualities, and everything you adored about me could fit neatly on a piece of paper. Then I would be convinced you didn’t love me enough. For if this love was true, and you dared to quantify it, you should be counting for all eternity.

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But maybe this was just an excuse. A way for me not to truthfully appreciate the depths of my love for you. If I simply assumed my love was endless, I didn’t have to prove it. I just accepted it as true and expected you to do the same. Now I realise that that was not enough.

I love you, I honestly do. I feel it everywhere within me, through the shivers that run from the warmth of my heart down to the tips of my toes and upwards, creating a love-drunk haze in my head.

Once I tried to put in words all that you meant to me, I realised I just how much I need you, how much I want you. How unique this feeling in this moment with you is.

So even with the few things about you, I was able to commit to paper, I knew our love was immeasurable and I was content with the evidence of it.

 

 

#1 Pragma: Stand in Love

When I was a child, I got it into my head that I was the reason for my parents’ love. That before me they existed rather plainly, without the most profound level of love between parent and child.

But now that I’m older, I can see just how backwards I had it. ‘Cause it’s not me who made their love, their love created me.

It’s a beautiful thing to watch this mature kind of love:

It’s the type of love that’s always there without having to announce itself;
The kind that doesn’t want to leave without a kiss goodbye;
The kind that chooses to sit next to each other even after all these years;
The kind that will still take the time to entertain each other.

This love did everything in its power to shield us from the misery of the world. It wasn’t about having plenty, it was about having enough. Enough warmth, protection, opportunities; enough comfort laughs, support and most of all enough love.

I love you, mum and dad. I pray for a love like yours.

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PS: Pragma – Ancient Greek for a mature type of love. This was the deep understanding that developed between long-married couples. (Source)

Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me? (and Other Concerns) by Mindy Kaling – A Review

Genre: A glimpse into the mind of this wonderful woman.

Synopsis: A collection of essays documenting the life of Mindy up to 2011.

My thoughts:

The Mindy Project is one of my favourite shows so I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to know a little more about the show’s creator.

[Aside: I’m one of those people who get a bit obsessive when I like someone (fictional or otherwise).] Continue reading “Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me? (and Other Concerns) by Mindy Kaling – A Review”

After You by Jojo Moyes – Review

*Spoiler Warning: This post contains possible spoilers for Me Before You, the first book in this series.

Genre: What happened to Louisa Clark after Me before You.

Synopsis: After Will Traynor’s Death, Louisa must find a way to carry on with her life and live it to the fullest as he would have wanted. But 18 months later, Lou is struggling; working a dead-end job, simply drifting along. Then a nearly fatal accident thrusts new people into her life. A kind paramedic and strong spirited teenager. Hopefully, they are exactly what she needs to start over.

My thoughts:  Sequels are hard and this is no expectation. Good luck to the third book, according to USA Today, Jojo Moyes intends to make this a trilogy. Continue reading “After You by Jojo Moyes – Review”

1, 2, 3

One. Two. Three…
These numbers can set you free.

Four. Five. Six…
From all the hate and politics.

Seven. Eight. Nine…
I promise everything will be just fine.

And Ten…
You’ve reached the end.

When anxious and stressed,
Breathe and count as far as you need.

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