Category: reading
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Coming in from the cold
I’ve been reading THE SPY WHO CAME IN FROM THE COLD (John LeCarre) for the past month now — or so Goodreads tells me — because I’m spending a lot of time staring out the train window instead. This has nothing to do with the book. More to do with my aging eyes. Anyhoo, I’ve…
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25 May: Towel Day
There are few drawbacks to living ‘in the future’ (i.e. in a city which is 10 hrs in advance of GMT), but one of them is not realising until reading it on BoingBoing that today was (or, is, for some of you) Towel Day, in honour of the great, late Douglas Adams. I always figured…
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What I’ve been reading
Yes, I actually have blogging time today! Because I am home sick. It is a bittersweet kind of deal, eh? Lately I’ve been working full-time, alas, but one of the silver linings of full-time work (apart from cold hard cash) is commuting. But only because commuting grants reading time. Here’s some of what I’ve been…
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David Mitchell’s Rat
Yes, yes, we all love David Mitchell. How can we not? The man’s a bloody genius. For proof: a story about a rat and a divorce. Thank-you, Guardian. I love you. Today is typically Sydney: both overcast AND muggy. To compensate I am watching In Treatment Season 2, which is frikking awesome. Maybe more awesome…
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I remember now
I was gonna say, my stars are warning me that I’ll be very happy this year, provided I’m not too prescriptive in what I want. Man. I only just got through setting those goals. In other news, I went into Dymocks today to spend some of my Xmas book voucher on CM Priest’s BONESHAKER, &…
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The year that was
If you asked me how I feel about 2009 being over & I started with “WooooooHOOOOOOO” and ended with “thankgod, thankgod, thankgod”, then you’d probably have a pretty clear idea of your answer. No? There were some highlights, of course. Apparently my name is now on the cover of a book (that really happened, right?)…
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A brief delay
I made it. With the emailing of the full draft of my 21st Century Gothic essay on NO COUNTRY FOR OLD MEN, I’m done. That’s it. I’ve met my deadlines for 2009. Which is remarkable because for a while there I thought I wasn’t going to make it. (I think I made it by going…
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Stories: how they end, what comes next
Taking a breather from trying to come up with finish an essay on why I consider No Country for Old Men gothic, to close some browser windows. So, then. If this is the future of storytelling, I don’t think I mind it at all. Also, some reading for 2010. Could come in handy, particularly if…
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A deathknell!
Well, I didn’t have to go very far to find my welcome-back-to-the-blogosphere deathknell. Fictionbitch calls this the end for writers, but I wonder if it’s more about the end for readers. The end of a nice sit down in a bookstore, that is, heralded by Waterstones — a British bookchain, from the sounds of it.…
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Full armour and a hot fudge sundae
Any reviewer who expresses rage and loathing for a novel is preposterous. He or she is like a person who has put on full armor and attacked a hot fudge sundae. — Kurt Vonnegut Oh, all right, I admit I’ve laughed along with the best of ’em at Dan Brown’s prose (the famous silhouette with…