A new Friday fugue, running through this month, considering the ways in which our working lives appear on the pages of novels and short stories. Wasn't I just talking about novels set in bookstores? Yup, in last Friday's post (here). Gabrielle Zevin's book fits perfectly on that shelf. Arsenal
Of course I made a reading list. Then, I saw Vasilly’s list. (You probably already know where this is heading.) Her list has many temptations on it, including some of my favourites. But I have been looking for a reason to read the rest of Kazu Kibuishi’s Amulet series since I
May tallies something like this: 24 books (including verse, graphic novels, and kidlit), 2 magazines, assorted stories, 2 cookbooks, and a picture book (Marilyn Nelson’s A Wreath for Emmett Till). (Surely I’m not the only person who has trouble keeping track now that there are notebooks and files to update?)
Last Saturday, I sat down, spoiled with treats from the farmers' market, to re-read Margaret Atwood's Oryx and Crake. Today is the day I get reacquainted with The Year of the Flood. And I'm certainly not the only one who's spending time with the books in the trilogy this weekend; here's
Please don't go. Not because it's poetry. Just watch this video. It's only a minute long. And know that I'm not a "poetry person". So that makes it more inviting, right? That you don't need a special gift to watch this? (Unless you are a "poetry person", in
