Summer 2021: In My Stacks

2021-11-17T13:57:12-05:00

I’ve been to the islands in my summer reading this year: Norwegian, Atlantic Canadian, Jamaican, Greenlandian and Sri Lankan. Roy Jacobsen’s Ingrid trilogy landed in my stack thanks to a reading copy of White Shadow from Biblioasis, translated by Don Bartlett and Don Shaw. Partly because I liked the

Summer 2021: In My Stacks2021-11-17T13:57:12-05:00

Spring 2021, In My Reading Log: Family, Food, Feminism, Faith, Fakery and Fantasy

2021-04-05T12:08:13-04:00

Nancy Johnson’s The Kindest Lie (2021) reminds me of Terry McMillan for its focus on Black working women’s lives and Brit Bennett’s The Mothers for its slant towards mothering. The novel looks back, specifically to the election of Barack Obama in 2008: “Their feet felt light and their chests,

Spring 2021, In My Reading Log: Family, Food, Feminism, Faith, Fakery and Fantasy2021-04-05T12:08:13-04:00

May 2019, In My Reading Log

2019-09-25T14:38:37-04:00

A single-sitting read, a summer road-trip, and Sesame Street: good reading. Margriet De Moor’s Sleepless Night (1989; Trans. David Doherty 2019) “Sleepless night succeeded sleepless night – agonized day followed agonized day.” This, from L.M. Montgomery’s 1918 journal, came to mind when I was reading Margriet De Moor’s Sleepless Night

May 2019, In My Reading Log2019-09-25T14:38:37-04:00

February 2019, In My Reading Log

2019-02-08T11:58:51-05:00

In which I discuss recent reading which deserves particular attention: two novels, spanning an African immigrant’s contemporary experience in London and a trio of English sisters’ experience of the interwar years, and a graphic memoir spanning a young boy’s experiences in Syria, France and Libya. In Harare North (2009), Brian

February 2019, In My Reading Log2019-02-08T11:58:51-05:00

Autumn 2018: In My Reading Log

2018-12-06T10:42:54-05:00

Elisabeth Sanxay Holding’s The Blank Wall (1947) “It was a mystery story she had got out of the lending library for her father, and she was not fond of mystery stories. Nobody in them ever seems to feel sorry about murders, she had said.” How unfortunate that Lucia is

Autumn 2018: In My Reading Log2018-12-06T10:42:54-05:00
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