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Being a student teacher was something I really love and enjoy. The feeling that you can nurture a love of learning - and reading - through lessons really inspires me. Now I'm about to start my first year teaching and I'm more than a little nervous!

In my spare time, I am a 'hobby publisher'. The main aim of Crowvus (our humble little publishing enterprise) is to provide enjoyable, good quality literature for the public. Read more about us here.

I started this book blog because, as well as writing, and providing people with other authors' work, I also love reading! On this blog, I will review books that I've read an enjoyed. I don't like negativity so I won't post up a review of a book I disliked. I always try and read to the end of a book - even if I don't gel with it.

When I was on holiday, I averaged out at about 1 book a day. Now I'm starting teaching, I hope to post twice a week.

If you'd like me to review your book, please get in touch. I love reading things from upcoming authors! Take a look at my Review Policy.

Get in touch by emailing the_team@crowvus.com

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