It’s been an odd week, the awfulness of the news occasionally escaped with big doses of nostalgia and, well, escapism. I’ve been redecorating, and just giving in and going with my previously-restrained urge… Continue reading
Having spent some time lolling about in a reading torpor, I had begun to suspect that I had either totally lost my ability to concentrate or, worse, fallen out of love with fiction.… Continue reading
I’m currently three books into Elena Ferrante’s Neopolitan series. As gritty and vibrantly written as they are, I must admit, I dragged my feet the whole way through Those Who Leave and Those who… Continue reading
‘My Father’s Wig by Anne Enright is about Grace, a woman who works on a show called ‘Love Quiz’. She also happens to have an angel called Stephen living with her. He killed… Continue reading
