
Sample Saturday is when I wade through the eleventy billion samples I have downloaded on my Kindle. I’m slowly chipping away and deciding whether it’s buy or bye. Continue reading

Sample Saturday is when I wade through the eleventy billion samples I have downloaded on my Kindle. I’m slowly chipping away and deciding whether it’s buy or bye. Continue reading

‘…what Café du Dôme was to the Lost Generation, the dining hall at Bennington College was to the lost generation revisited, otherwise known as Generation X. … And while, of course, southwestern Vermont wasn’t Paris, somehow, in the early-to-mid eighties, it was just as sly, louche, low-down, and darkly perdu… Seated around the table, berets swapped for Wayfarers and ready to gorge on the conversation if not the food (cocaine, the Pernod of its era, is a notorious appetite suppressant), were Bret Easton Ellis, future writer of American Psycho and co-leader of the literary Brat Pack, Jonathan Lethem, future writer of Fortress of Solitude and MacArthur genius, and Donna Tartt, future writer of The Secret History and Pulitzer Prize winner. All three were in Bennington’s class of 1986. … All three were, at various times, infatuated and disappointed with one another. Their friendships stimulated and fueled by rivalry, as much as affection. And all three would mythologize Bennington in their fiction…’

I did away with ‘top tens’ a few years ago, and instead I finish the reading year with a recap of the books that are still speaking to me (less about four and five-star ratings, more about what has stuck). Continue reading

I have had both of these books on my shelf for so, so long. I wish I hadn’t waited. Both glorious in their own way. Continue reading
There were moments in Sandwich when I thought that the author, Catherine Newman, had direct access to my mind because the experiences of the main character, a woman named Rocky, were so similar to my own.
Rocky spends every summer in a shack at Sandwich, Cape Cod. I have spent every summer in a shack at McCrae, on the Mornington Peninsula.
We’ve been coming here so long that the experience is deeply layered… Continue reading

This week’s #NovNov prompt is ‘What is a novella?’, and invites bloggers to share their definition of a novella (and/or list favourites). Continue reading
I vividly recall the first time I became aware of the #MeToo movement. An acquaintance revealed something startling and frightening from their past on social media, accompanied by the tag #MeToo. It didn’t take me long to discover what #MeToo meant, and over the following days and months, I had numerous discussions with friends about the movement.
The thing was (is) that every single woman I spoke to, had something to contribute to #MeToo. Every single one. We had all had incidents at parties, work, on public transport, or walking down the street, where we felt unsafe, threatened, scared. But there was another element to these discussions – how do we reconcile the behaviours that we ‘dismissed’ in the eighties and nineties against current expectations – things that did not ‘traumatise’ me as a teen, might be reportable now. Was that me, and my processing of events, or was that social conditioning? Or both?
Young Women by Jessica Moor is the #MeToo novel for Millennials. There are a bunch of novels that explore the themes that Moor tackles, but this is one of the best I’ve read. Continue reading
I have been in a MAJOR reading-rut. In fact, I’ve been faffing-about with two novels (both good, both stories that I’m enjoying) for a month (IKR?!). I decided I needed to change things up. So, I turned to a genre I very rarely read from – rom-com/ ‘chick-lit’ – and picked up Kimberley Allsopp’s debut, Love and Other Puzzles. It was everything I expected – light, warm, and pleasing in a way that a good rom-com always is (i.e. predictable but comforting, and no-loose-ends). Continue reading
Who isn’t intrigued by a literary scandal? As I type, a few pop to mind – Helen Demidenko, James Frey, and whether Harper Lee ever wanted Go Set a Watchman to be published. But I’d never heard of Lee Israel – best-selling author and ‘literary forger’. She fesses up to her criminal activity in her memoir, Can You Ever Forgive Me? (and yes, let’s park the fact that she profited from writing a memoir about her crime).
I had never known anything but ‘up’ in my career, had never received even one of those formatted no-thank-you slips that successful writers look back upon with triumphant jocularity. Continue reading

I’ve read 99 Kindle samples this year – downloading sample chapters is better than impulse buying books… I think. Of the 99 I’ve read, I’ve said ‘yes’ to 53. Of those that I’ve said yes to, a bunch I’ve now read (or have in the TBR pile), thanks to the library, ARCs and two purchases (I was at the author talks – it would have been rude not to!).
However, if I buy the remaining 47 books, it kind of destroys the small gains I’ve made on reducing the TBR stack this year. So, I’ve narrowed it down to 12 that I’m busting to read. Continue reading