On a sticky note stuck to the cover:

[re-read and mark all my favourite parts].

Sometimes

you read a book so

q u i c k l y

the words are blurs in your

peripheral vision,

flying by on paper wings

but

you still absorb them all

completely

utterly

fully.

Because that's the kind of book it is:

sticky page magnet chapters

pinning to your brain with

big balls of bright blue-tack.

Rhyme Schemer is that book.

One sitting,

that's how long it took to

finish.

But the poems are imprinted

in my mind, scrolling

over my eyes

churning through my thoughts.

And my hands itch

to rip paper from spine

with a sshh of

satisfaction.

Who knew page poems could feel so

good?

Rhyme Schemer was only my third venture into novels written in verse but it definitely won't be my last. I absolutely loved the re-prints of some of Kevin's work, and I thought it added a really interesting layer to the story that makes it that bit more unique and arresting.

Filled with simple yet emotive words Kevin endears himself to readers with his honest poetry and arresting *scheming*. All I wanted to do while reading was go and rip out a page of a book to create my own page poetry. WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME. *handcuffs wrists*. [I probably will though, I just need to plan a trip to the charity shop.]

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