The pink cage book review

Today is Day 4 of The Pink Cage blog tour with Derbhile Dromey, I was delighted to be asked to take part in this blog tour, that was until I split to the smallest amount of coffee on my keyboard and I am now reduced to using speech recognition software instead of typing on my keyboard – which is pretty much a nightmare, so some bear with me!
Derbhile Dromey is a freelance writer, originally from Clonmel, Co Tipperary and now living in Waterford.  She will be at the Imagine Arts Festival in Waterford on 29th October reading excerpts from The Pink Cage.
I didn’t know what to expect from this book, the blurb seemed interesting and the writer is the sort of person I would like to know.  I did my research and I found out that a lot of  people did not like the main character at first, which surprised me as after  as after reading a couple of sentences I loved her.
Astrid is an inconsiderate, selfish yet vulnerable person.  I was especially surprised at the way she treated her new skiing crowd.  She was mean and inconsiderate to people she sees as “limpets”, or anyone that would need help, which is funny considering the amount of help she normally gets from her friends.  It is as if seeing other people who are in need sickens her to core as it reminders of how she must appear to other people.  And therein lies her conflict.
She refers to other members of the skiing group as cabbage patch kids, wow what the she think about herself? She hides her vulnerability behind her caustic attitude, her music, faux-independence and her loathing love of men. 
Maybe because I trained teacher I can see past her actions, from my experience it’s usually the most popular/cool/ loud kid in the class is the one with the most emotional problems, and who needs to be caught at nice to themselves which in turn will help them be nice to others.  I would highly recommend other people to read this book, you get to experience life from a different angle, eager to learn about myself and most importantly you get to dilate your self-awareness.  I thoroughly enjoyed reading this book. You can buy the book here.
Meet at The Pink Cage crew:
Astrid – The girl with hair the colour of day-old snow.
Matthew – Astrid’s father. A socially awkward zoologist who finds himself plunged unexpectedly into single fatherhood after the death of Astrid’s mother.
Ora – Jazz’s mother, a former caterer turned photographer.
Martin – Astrid’s ski guide. A cheerful, uncomplicated sort who doesn’t put up with any nonsense and gets to the heart of the matter quickly.
And of the skiing crowd, A motley bunch.
Blog tour DAY 1 can be found HERE, Day 2HERE , Day here & last blog in the tour, Derek Flynn

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You can buy the book here.
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By Michelle Moloney King

Artist. Poetish.

4 replies on “The pink cage book review”

Hi Amberr,

I loved the coldness of her. Nice to hear how caring you are about others. Laptop still not fixed!

Hi Fence,
I fricking love the Batman quote!

Hi Orla,
Thanks a mill, I loved your review.



I'd accept that Astrid has gone through a lot in her life, and agree that she hates in others only what she hates in herself.

But, and I don't know if you are a Batman fan but there is a great line in Batman Begins, It isn't what you are inside, but what you do that defines you.


This kind of character is often endearing to me. When I was in school, I befriended some of these “abrasive underdogs” and became their champion. Ultimately, most confided in me (I seem to have that effect on strangers, friends, children and anyone I meet, pretty much), only to discover that they'd been through a lot of terrible drama.

I hope you get a new keyboard soon. Voice recognition software is a pain. Take care!


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