The wheels of the capitalist machine are going into overdrive, which means that it’s drawing near to Christmas. I’m back at my parents’, the decorations are up, and I’m having my hourly bop to Mariah Carey, although all I want for Christmas is a pair of goslings and some waterproof trousers. This list will not… Read More Another Bibliophile’s Christmas List (2018)
I was going to begin this post by saying ‘it’s been a while since I’ve read some fiction’, but that would be a lie. It’s been approximately a week since I’ve read some fiction, because that’s the foundation of my degree and although I am yet to fully understand the draw of Middlemarch, I like fiction.… Read More currently reading (‘Roads to Santiago’) and some unadulterated thoughts
I lie to myself about a lot of things, and not buying books whilst at university was one particularly important things. I’m an English student! I have (almost) unlimited access to one of the most spectacularly polarising libraries in the world! (I’m of the opinion that the University Library looks like the lovechild of a… Read More book haul: Michaelmas term
Look! Another thing I’m doing which isn’t my university degree! I could make an interesting point about rural life and the links between Middlemarch and The Shepherd’s Life, but I’ve been reading Middlemarch for the past six hours and I would much prefer to bang on about Rebanks’s book instead. Although I’m less than a quarter of the way in,… Read More CR: The Shepherd’s Life by James Rebanks
A book review? The type of top-quality content one would expect to find on a book blog? Never! The Gifts of Reading (almost) made me cry, and is a tiny (though size doesn’t matter, kids) testament to the joys of gifting books. It’s a slim, sharp read, an essay about books and book lovers, that’s heart-warming and… Read More The Gifts of Reading by Robert Macfarlane
So much for blogtober, but you’ve no idea what sheer panic is until you’re 1000 words short of an essay the day before it’s due in. Hence the nod to Tennyson’s In Memoriam: a good start to my first uni essay, because I am still in love with this elegy and his depth of emotion for… Read More In Memoriam (in reference to myself and Tennyson)
I have somehow stumbled my way through the education system and ended up at university. I respect the choices of whichever gods who have planted me at the top floor of this Georgian (probably) terrace, hungover for the past two days straight and functioning on caffeine and optimism alone. But I’m here and about to… Read More a new beginning (blogtober)
