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A BOOK REVIEW - DIARY OF A BODY by DANIEL PENNAC I've read a couple of translated books recently. Having elected to only review books that have given me pleasure, I'm only mentioning one of them here. Quite possibly my problem with the other one is actually, well, MY problem, and not the book's. So... Continue Reading →
Sat not three feet from the gently rippling Caribbean sea, I turned the last of the 415 pages of Preparation For The Next Life by Atticus Lish. As a few beads of sweat from the wonderful, sweltering heat dripped onto the cover as I gazed at it in awe, I'm sure there was a tear... Continue Reading →
Appallingly cliched analagy alert
To be honest, I've used the phrase 'suspend disbelief' quite a lot recently, mostly in relation to books. Anyone who knew me 10 years ago or more would have certainly needed to suspend theirs if they'd been told I was going to run a 50 mile ultra marathon. Myself included! Well, I only went... Continue Reading →
daunted by it's weight, page count and small print (and luggage allowance!).
Grief top-trumps is a game I find objectionable
she proclaimed "I still haven't found her head!"
