Wednesday, January 22, 2014

And now for something completely different...

Lots of you are returning your books to the library today as you finish your final exams.  It's a good day to read something entirely different from Java / E-commerce / Community Development or anything else you've been busy reading lately!  Check out our fiction section (on level 1 by Kopikat 1 and 2).

With over 750 fiction books to choose from - there is something for everyone!

I fell in love with football as I was later to fall in love with women: suddenly, inexplicably, uncritically, giving no thought to the pain or disruption it would bring with it... Fever Pitch / Nick Hornby

Dr Iannis had enjoyed a satisfactory day in which none of his patients had died or got any worse. He had attended a surprisingly easy calving, lanced one abscess, extracted a molar, dosed one lady of easy virtue with Salvarsanm performed an unpleasant but spectacularly fruitful enema, and had produced a miracle by a feat of medical prestidigitation... Captain Corelli's Mandolin / Louis de Bernieres

Mr L. Prosser was, as they say, only human. In other words he was a carbon-based bipedal life form descended from an ape. More specifically he was forty, fat and shabby and worked for the local council. Curiously enough, though he didnt know it, he was also a direct male-line descendant of Genghis Khan, though intervening generations and racial mixing had so jugled his genes that he had no discernible Mongoloid characteristics, and the only vestiges left in Mr L. Posser of his mighty ancestry were a pronounced stoutness about the tum and a prediliction for littel fur hats... The Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy / Douglas Adams

The lobby of the Delano Hotel was like a designer's hissy fit on the set of Alice in Wonderland. Everything was too big, too small, the wrong colour, or in the wrong place... Olivia Joules and the overactive imagination / Helen Fielding

The green WELCOME TO ABBA TOWN sign that led off the expressway would have been easy to miss because it was so small. Papa turned onto the dirt road, and soon I heard the screech-screech-screech of the low underbelly of the Merceded scrapping the bumpy, sun-baked dirt road. As we drove past, people waved and called out Papa's title: "Omelora!"... Purple Hibiscus / Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

Testing, testing. One, two, three. Maybe this is working. I dont know. If you can even hear me, I dont know. But if you can hear me, listen. And if youre listening, then what youve found is the story of everything that went wrong. This is what you would call the flight recorder of Flight 2039. The black box, even though its orange, and on the inside is a loop of wire that's the permanent record of all that's left. What you've found is the story of what happened... Survivor / Chuck Palahniuk

A pair of enormous purple toads sat gulping wetly and feasting on dead blowflies. A gigantic tortoise with a jewel-encrusted shell was glittering near the window, Poisonous orange snails were oozing slowly up the side of their glass tank, and a fat white rabbit kept changing into a silk top hat and back again with a loud popping noise... Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban / J. K. Rowling

Simon greeted her at the door of the Westbury Hotel function room with an affectionate kiss on the cheek. Dressed in a dark suit, which made his sandy hair appear almost blond, he looked palely handsome and Evie felt that flicker of pleasure that sometimes washed overher when she realised she was going to marry him... Never too late / Cathy Kelly

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