When I was at school I read books like they were about to go out of fashion. I would easily read 6-8 books during one 2 week holiday. However, when I went to university I started off in an Master of Arts degree which meant hours and hours of reading some of the most boring writing you could possibly imagine. Contract Law? Or actually no, Delict…Donoghue vs. Stevenson (who is thy neighbour indeed) Journal articles about the geomorphology of glacial landscapes? (they’re pretty, can we not just leave it at that?) Erving Goffman? (a sociologist…enough said really)

It seriously put me off reading for a very long time. 

There are only 3 authors who caught my attention enough to read their books while I was at university… J.K. Rowling, Alexander McCall Smith & Jodi Picoult.

I got intrigued by one of Picoult’s novels by the fact that it seemed to be the only work of fiction that for some reason resided in the Medical School bookshop. So I decided to read it so I could discover what the fuss was all about…

…I was blown away by it, as it is one of the best examples of how art can bring such a controversial issue into a debate remembering what’s important, to open minds and respecting all parties involved. And by involved I mean those directly affected by these issues.

My Sister’s Keeper remains one of my favourite books to this day (it comes second only to my all-time favourite Tully by Paullina Simons that I’m currently re-reading for like the zillionth time since I was 14/15).

A few weeks ago I was in the cinema and saw a trailer for the film adaption they have made of the book. I would love to go and see it, but I doubt I will because I remember the many puke scenes (2 characters in the film have cancer…).

Check out the official trailer on YouTube below: