The Eloquent Page: Five Years of Waffle

Wow, five years have just flown by haven’t they? Way back in 2010 I thought it would be fun to start waffling about books on the Internet. It all began when Mrs Cheesecake demanded suggested that I get myself a hobby. Frankly, she felt I was making the place look untidy and she told me I had to do something about it. Half a decade later, and I’m still here and I’m still waffling. To celebrate this auspicious occasion, I thought I would do something a bit different and have a crack at interviewing myself. Who is Pablo Cheesecake? Just some guy who likes books a whole lot. I’m originally from Scotland, but my heart brought me south to Nottingham and that is where I now lay my hat. I’m six foot two, blue eyed, brown haired and currently incredibly hirsute. According to Mrs Cheesecake I look like the bastard child of Sasquatch and a Bee Gee. By day, I am a mild-mannered computer geek, but by night I am a something quite different… a mild mannered book reviewer! (Ok, perhaps not that different after all). If you look hard you can find me lurking on various social media channels, most commonly Twitter. One true fact I’ll reveal, that you wouldn’t know from looking at me, is that back in the dim and distant past I was an award winning musician #TrueFact   What is The Eloquent Page then? When I started out it was just a place for me to collect my thoughts; my own little corner of the Internet. Everything is terribly sedate and genteel. Try to imagine me wearing a smoking jacket, slippers and a fez*, sat in a comfortable chair surrounded by many books. The air surrounding me would be a heady mix of musty old books and rich mahogany (that is absolutely nothing like the reality of it at all but I like the image). Basically when I’m not working, or asleep, my favourite thing is to read. The Eloquent Page is a virtual extension of my passion for the written word. I think a lot about the titles that I chose to devour and I needed somewhere to keep all those collected thinks.   What I’m not… I’m not a writer, nor do I have any interest in pursuing any endeavours in that area. I have a pretty vivid imagination but the link between the wonders that appear in my brain and what I can externalise is hopelessly broken (brain surgery will do that to you, ask me about it sometime). Needless to say I am insanely jealous of any person who has the magical ability to tell a story. Damn you, all authors! DAMN YOU ALL! I hate you, yet I am entirely in thrall to your literary majicks. The other thing I’m not is massively interested in trends. I don’t really care what the next big thing is. I often find that I am blissfully ignorant of who has won or is […]