This year I am trying to read more deliberately whimsically. Go ahead and giggle, I know it’s ridiculous. Over the course of a reading lifetime, I’ve allowed some reading habits that I enjoyed to fall away, like reading with the seasons in mind. Like resolving to read something
Dirty Work by Eyal Press (2021) landed in my stack following an interview with the New York Times Book Review editor. Its subtitle—Essential Jobs and the Hidden Toll of Inequality in America—summarizes the content aptly, but doesn’t express how un-put-down-able I found this book. Most of the time, when
There’s a shadow over Cherie Dimaline’s latest novel, Empire of Wild (2019). Part of it could appear in a history text: “In the church and at his Catholic day school, the priests called seven the age of reason. Moshom called it the age of learning how the hell to
Little, Brown & Company, 2012 Reagan Arthur Imprint If you grew up in a country where it snows, you probably have at least one memory of making a snowman. Mine never turned out looking like they did in storybooks; the snow wasn't always quite right, the shapes were
Methuen, 1976 Did you even know about these? The first was written by J.R.R. Tolkien to his children in 1920, and the collection was edited by Baillie Tolkien. (The last one, too, appears in the collection, although it's just a sampling of the oeuvre.) I discovered it this
