Although I was too scared to read it as a girl, I’ve read Margery Sharp’s The Rescuers (1959) twice now. Once to celebrate Margery Sharp’s birthday, in an event Jane hosted. And once to reacquaint myself with the characters before completing the series. The first volume opens with a
Last year, I read the first of each of the following pairs of books for Kinna's Reading Africa Challenge; I'm posting on them now that I've finished reading the pairs. Reading for this challenge is a challenge; I don't stumble upon African novels on the fiction shelves of my
The first volume of Maya Angelou's autobiography begins with Marguerite arriving in Stamps, Arkansas, at three years old, with her brother, Bailey, one year older, in the care of Miss. Annie Henderson, their grandmother ("Momma"). It moves from the store to the churchyard, from hymn-singing to beatings. It crosses time and space fluidly.
In which there is talk of the slim stories which have travelled with me within the city, while bulkier volumes stayed home. Charles Dickens' Bleak House and John Ajvide Lindqvist's Harbor (Translated by Marlaine Delargy) are awkward travelling companions. As are some of the skinnies in my current stack,
Recalling the distanced and pseudo-analytical view of a man's life in the very short story "Siegfried's Memoirs", readers can contrast that with "Willi", an emotionally driven and heartful short piece. "Willi was a prisoner of war in France until the end of 1948. He dreamed of home, but when he got