Although I’m still feeling horribly sore, further discussions of ‘MY HEAD – IT HURTS’ have been postponed for a little while because I have more exciting news to talk about today. Many of you have been asking about the new book, and it would be remiss of me not to assist your inquiries. Crying in…
This post is almost a Part Two of a discussion/reflection I began the other day over at the Emerging Writers’ Festival blog, subtitled ‘The Books That Moved Us and Changed Us’. As I was writing it, I remembered that over a month ago I took a photo of a couple of purchases I’d made in…
Alternate title: What I’m Reading August 2012 – the New York version How much reading did I get done on the plane after all the preparation I went through before leaving? Zero. Nothing. Not unless you could the countless scrolling through the entertainment channels at one’s disposal, reading what movies and television shows were on offer….
The sixth birthday of this blog was two days ago. In a coincidence I’ll always see as rather fitting, that was also the birthday of my late father. A six-year milestone is a pretty big achievement, one that possibly deserves more of an investigation, or probing, than I’m going to go into today, although there…
I’ve not taken a flight that’s had more of a 90 minute duration in over fifteen years. So the above question may not be as rhetorical (or silly) as it first may seem. I’m between books at the moment; a sad case of timing. If I were immersed in something there would be no confusion,…
In what might seem like a shocking departure to my ordinary monthly reading wrap-up, which is to say I normally post pictures of titles that are prefixed by such phrases as ‘hope to get to‘ or ‘in the pile to read‘, I finished four out of the above five titles. The Sweet Hereafter is…
I’ve been under a bit of deadline pressure this week on top of scurrying around with surgeon and specialist appointments (my jaw is spiteful and determined to send us broke, but more on that another day), so I apologise for any absence that may have been felt. Just quickly though, it’s exciting to be able…
June! Winter! Time to retreat indoors, under the blankets or with a hot water bottle, and do some heavy-duty reading. Or is that just me? Anyway. To continue… The Master and Margarita is by Russian author Mikhail Bulgakov. I was not familiar with this novel before I picked it up, but neither was the rest…
I was investigating The Commons the other day when I was inspired by some of the photographs I saw of women reading, and thought I’d make a post of these. I hope you enjoy them as much as I did. 1881 circa 1890 circa 1903 1908 1912 circa 1913 circa 1918 circa 1923 circa 1935…
