There's a certain kind of person, often an older relative, who'll tell you to "cherish the time" because "it goes so quick", which is all at once trite, achingly true, and difficult to credit when, with the fearful cadence of tiny feet, your kids...
I have been thinking about setting up an online writing workshop. The in-person workshop group I have been participating in here has been fun and productive, maybe it can work online, too.
The basic idea is that we use a framework with short...
Rereading Wolfe Hall, Hilary Mantel. It is a crunchy with exposition. Like a nougatty Mardi Gras Praline of relevant info downed w delight. I've tried reading her other books but they are impenetrable to me or repellant. But this, her voice is...
Like most Ali Smith novels, these are strange whilst reading as completely normal. The fantastical elements are introduced so matter-of-factly that you wouldn't consider the writing to be fantasy or horror. Dystopian, yes, but only in as much as...
Rereading Wolfe Hall, Hilary Mantel. It is a crunchy with exposition. Like a nougatty Mardi Gras Praline of relevant info downed w delight. I've tried reading her other books but they are impenetrable to me or repellant. But this, her voice is...
Just finished Glyph, the new book by Ali Smith. It's the follow-up to her previous novel, confusingly called Gliff.
Both are anti-war novels about sisters and horses - or a ghost horse in the case of Glyph.
I loved both these books, especially...
Rereading Wolfe Hall, Hilary Mantel. It is a crunchy with exposition. Like a nougatty Mardi Gras Praline of relevant info downed w delight. I've tried reading her other books but they are impenetrable to me or repellant. But this, her voice is...
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