I was browsing the YA section of a bookshop the other day (this is not unusual) and I was just looking for something to catch my eye and my imagination. I was feeling a bit uninspired by what was on offer. Not because there wasn’t a good selection, I was in one of my favourite stores for range. My lacklustre mood toward reading may have been brought on by the feeling that I currently have too much to read as it is. And by no means is there a lack of quality novels either on my to-read pile at home, nor in those that I haven't even explored in the shops. But I still found myself staring at the shelves thinking that nothing was lighting a fire the way I wanted it to.

 You hear, from time to time, about how our attention span is waning. That social media and the internet in general is training us for quick hits of entertainment, bite size, to consume furtively at the desk at work, or to make sure you watch/read to the end when the entirety of your ‘news’ feed and ‘The Internet’ is there at your fingertips, just a click away. Even that sentence seemed long, didn’t it? It’s a smorgasbord and our tastes demand variety, change. To make it to the end of an article or blog post or five minute video can be a challenge, regardless of interesting or well-constructed it is.