Christel Jeffs recently graduated with a Bachelor of Arts in English and is now completing a Masters in Creative Writing, which has blessed her with the opportunity to write her first novel. She lives in Auckland, New Zealand, but has lived most of her life on a farm further north in a town called Whangarei – she’ll always be a country girl! Her interests include writing, reading, theatre, movies, and going for long walks. She has a blog where she shares poems and devotionals inspired by God; her dream is to be an author as well as write for theatre and film.
SOTP: Why did you start reviewing, and what is the first book you remember reviewing?
Christel: I started reviewing so I could get regular writing practice – and also regular reading material! The first book I reviewed was Hidden in the Stars by Robin Carroll.
SOTP: Have your reading tastes changed since you started reviewing?
Christel: I’ve found that I prefer books which have more ‘meat’ in them – that is, a romance that has more to it than just a love story appeals to me more than a straight romance. I also find that I’m enjoying more books with wit and humour than before.
SOTP: What book has surprised you the most in your time reviewing? (Perhaps something you wouldn’t normally have picked up, outside of your comfort genre, etc).
Christel: Feast for Thieves by Marcus Brotherton. It’s a historical fiction novel quite different to anything I’ve read before – it was lively and witty, unlike all the other historical novels I’ve read.
SOTP: What’s the first book you remember reading? (It still counts if someone else read it to you if you were too young to read!)
Christel: In Grandma’s Attic by Arleta Richardson.
SOTP: If you’re stuck at home on a sick day, what comfort book can you count on to always cheer you up?
Christel: Siri Mitchell’s A Heart Most Worthy.
SOTP: If you could only read one book for the rest of your life (I know, the horror!), which book do you think you could read a hundred times without getting bored of it?
Christel: This Present Darkness by Frank Peretti. Or Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte