The summer that I was eleven, my grandmother went to Ireland; she brought me back a sweater, which was real wool and, therefore, very picky, and two books of Irish fairy tales. That sweater should have been perfect for me, because I was a picky granddaughter, who believed that I
Are you reading the Oranges this year? Or have you developed a sensitivity/intolerance/allergy? I've only read Esi Edugyan's Half-Blood Blues; I have Ann Patchett's State of Wonder set to read next. With a total of 6,692 pages of Orange-ness, I've read 336. Foreign Bodies, Cynthia Ozick Gillespie and I, Jane
Can you even imagine a more perfect cover for a book to bear for an event such as this? From the outside, it appears the quintessential Irish collection. The title, too, conjures up images of lush landscapes, farms bound by stone fences, above which a leprechaun or pixie might peer
With a subject as vast as mythology, it seems impossible to consider distilling it into A Short History of Myth. Yet that is what Karen Armstrong has done for the first volume in the Canongate Myth Series. What seems equally impossible is condensing those ideas once more, into
Teju Cole, Open City Recorded Books, 2011 Reader: Kevin Mambo It was fitting that this was my first audiobook of 2012; I was walking the streets of my own city, listening to this story, while the narrator, Julius, was walking the streets of New York City. He is walking, the birds
