I write my reviews based on the emotions that flow into me, while reading the book. I dip my pen into the well of those emotions and start writing. I have no idea what triggers those emotions or the review. It can be a word, a sentence, or a page.
Then there are few books where the entire prose evokes a tsunami of emotions, that lump in the throat which just doesn’t disappear till the tears flow down, and constantly reappears as the pages are turned. One such author who does this to me, throws me into the gut-wrenching swirls of emotions, the winds of feelings overpowering me, the tissues which get laden with the tears, is Ms. Amanda Prowse, the Queen of Emotions.
And when such an author goes to my blog, reads my review and my note to her and understands the feelings I want to share, both written and the untold ones, and then sends me a personal mail — how do I stop myself from grinning ear to ear? The effervescence of joy, the bubbles of happiness which seem to flow into my veins are simply indescribable. I am walking on air, or so it feels
These are her exact words
Words cannot describe how happy and grateful I was to see your amazing review of ‘Anna’ recently. Thank you so much for taking the time to read her story and share such an insightful review on your wonderful blog, I can’t tell you how much I appreciate it.
Please do not feel obliged to reply as I’m sure that you are very busy holding down such a responsible job too, but I just felt compelled to pass on my thanks and best wishes for being so kind.
Thank you again, sending you love and best wishes, always, Mandy xx
I reiterate the words I have already said in my review of Anna
It would take me a long time to get over a girl named Anna and an author named Amanda Prowse. And now I add, it would take me a very long time to find an author and a human as beautiful as Ms. Amanda Prowse.