I admit, I am a sucker for the soppy stories. Love and holding hands and sweet stolen kisses! This time last year, if you’d have told me that I would be embracing the idea of true love, I would have (figuratively) whacked you round the back of the head with my five-in-one collection of Dickens’… Read More A Walk to Remember by Nicholas Sparks
I wandered into this one thinking that it would be a lovely detective novel. Someone gets murdered, private investigator hired, case is solved, private investigator runs off with beautiful lady. Then I remembered that this is Paul Auster, and Paul Auster doesn’t do simple. On the surface, everything seems fine and dandy. All set in… Read More The New York Trilogy by Paul Auster
There are two reasons why I decided to read this – the first, because I felt like I should read something by Virginia Woolf at some point in my lifetime. The second, because of this article from the British Library, about consciousness and time in modernism. The notion of time – linear, continually moving on and we move with… Read More Mrs Dalloway by Virginia Woolf
My previously unemotional self has recently been reading a spate of poetry and books that manage to wring water out of tear ducts which haven’t seen action in months. When Breath Becomes Air is no exception – it is searingly beautiful, quite literally contemplating the nature of life and death. Paul Kalanithi was a successful neurosurgeon, but… Read More When Breath Becomes Air by Paul Kalanithi
I’m still alive and kicking. That four month absence was mainly down to school – mocks were a little bit like being hit by a truck, except the truck is on fire and being driven by Michael Gove on steroids, to quote myself. I’ve still been reading, and doing a heck of a lot more… Read More More Books!
If you didn’t sing that title as a hymn, it’s highly unlikely that you were forced through a Christian (Catholic) education, as I was/am. Books about religion aren’t normally my forte, but this is wonderfully written. Religion seems to be a whole other character. Going to a Catholic school – and typing this will probably… Read More Go Tell It on the Mountain by James Baldwin
When I announced in English today that I’d read this novel – describing The Master and Margarita as ‘Satan causes havoc in Russia’ – I was met with the kind of look that said ‘You need to step away from the books and go outside’. Although I acknowledge there is an element of truth in… Read More The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov