A ‘classic’ was defined by Italian author Italo Calvino as “…a book that’s never finished saying what it has to say.”
Now, I’m not claiming that the books I truly loved this year are ‘classics’, however, I’m borrowing Calvino’s definition to guide my list of top picks for 2016. This year, I’m paying less attention to five-star ratings and more attention to the books that are still speaking to me. Continue reading
Here’s my year in books (with thanks to the Goodreads record keeping tool): Continue reading
I haven’t been shouting from the rooftops about new releases this year – not because there’s been a lack of ace new books but because I’ve been focusing my reading on what’s been languishing in the TBR stack.
This post is actually more on the bookish side of the ledger this week… Continue reading
Once my husband said to me “You tweet about book prizes so much… it seems like there’s a prize every week…”
Which made me inexplicably peevish and I said “So what?” and “This is a problem for you how?” Continue reading
Do you start singing a certain Kenny Loggins hit when you hear the words ‘comfort zone’? I do. Even though comfort and danger are pretty much opposites… Anyhoo, my comfort zone is contemporary literature. I don’t stray often but there have been some notable (and excellent) exceptions in the last year or so –
Speculative Fiction Continue reading
It’s time for #6Degrees (and for the first time, I’m hosting – that’s code for you absolutely must join in, please)!
Quite frankly, I would find it hard not to love a book that includes this line* –
“She felt fortunate to live near such an active riparian corridor.”
That’s toward the end of Elizabeth McKenzies’s latest novel, The Portable Veblen but there’s plenty more on a par with that kooky little gem.
“‘And I’m a major typer,’ she added. ‘Like, I’ll type the lyrics of a song while I’m listening to it.’ Why had she said this? It was only a side pocket of her whole entity.” Continue reading