Rating: 3 stars
Read for the Reader’s Room March Madness challenge.
I haven’t read The Merchant of Venice. I suppose this might have put me at a disadvantage in reading Howard Jacobson’s retelling of the play.
I’ve also not read any Howard Jacobson before. When I opened the book, I didn’t know what his style would be. I ended up enjoying it, despite initial misgivings. It’s a cheeky chappy style, but with depth. He put me in mind of Michael Frayn. I enjoyed the way he peeled away the layers of the issues with which he concerned himself in the book. Continue reading
Rating: 5 stars
Read for the Reader’s Room March Madness challenge
I’ve had this book recommended to me a few times, so when it was nominated for the March Madness challenge, I decided it was one of the challenge books I would read. Continue reading
I love Una Stubbs. Forget those silly boys dashing about London solving mysteries, she makes Sherlock for me.
She’s more than Mrs Hudson, though. She’s the cheeky foil to Cliff Richard who knows how to dance. She’s an expert at charades. Her episode of Who Do You Think You Are is one of the best they’ve ever done.
She’s in The Guardian today doing the Q&A. Quite aside from learning she despises Tony Blair, I love her even more today because she knows that you don’t need a fancy pants education to read Crime and Punishment (have I mentioned that it’s my favourite book in the world? Oh, I have?).
Rating: 4 stars
At first, I didn’t think I was going to enjoy The Pursuit of Love as much as I did Love in a Cold Climate. It seemed very frivolous and silly, even bearing in mind it’s by Nancy Mitford. Although I already knew the characters from the second book in the series, I felt they weren’t very well fleshed out at the start of this book. I think I was expecting them to be more clearly defined as characters, as this was the book in which Mitford introduces them. Continue reading
Rating: 3 stars
Read for the Shelfari 1001 group Group on Goodreads – an April BOTM
This was my first encounter with Nancy Mitford. I’ve meant to read this novel for years. Continue reading
For the Reader’s Room Winter Scavenger Hunt Challenge, we were asked to find our nearest Little Free Library, within a 30 mile radius.
I had the choice of two libraries, each a short drive from my home. Continue reading
Rating: 3 stars
Oh my good lord, that took longer than it should have. I have mixed feelings about this book. The first half flowed well, but the second half got bogged down in self-indulgent twaddle, with only the odd chink of light to relieve the monotony of Paul Morel’s inner ruminations. I found myself easily distracted over the past week or so, as I ploughed my way through the second half of the book.
My first encounter with D H Lawrence was in sixth form, oh so many years ago, when I read The Rainbow. I remember very little about it, other than that I didn’t really enjoy it, get it, see the point, whatever. Perhaps I was too young and inexperienced in life. Whatever it was I didn’t grasp about the book, it left me with the idea that Lawrence was boring. Oh, the teenage dismissal of everything not understood as boring! Continue reading
This is my third and final post in the 3 Days, 3 Quotes series that came out of a nomination by Weezelle.
Today’s quote is from Crime and Punishment.
I know, I know, I need to stop banging on about how good Crime and Punishment is. Except I don’t. Because it is an incredible work of literature. Continue reading
This is my second post in the 3 Days, 3 Quotes series that came out of a nomination by Weezelle.
Today’s quote is from The Edible Woman.
She felt them, their identities, almost their substance, pass over her head like a wave. At some time she would be — or no, already she was like that too; she was one of them, her body the same, identical, merged with that other flesh that choked the air in the flowered room with its sweet organic scent; she felt suffocated by this thick sargasso-sea of femininity.
The Edible Woman is the first book I read by Margaret Atwood. It was a life changing book for me, because I felt recognised. I think it was the first time I experienced that with a work of literature. It was a new experience of reading for me.