Proust goes on holiday
My last post was all about the stress. As we were feeling frazzled, my husband, daughter and I booked flights and Air BnB and headed to Kos for some half term sunshine –… Continue reading
My last post was all about the stress. As we were feeling frazzled, my husband, daughter and I booked flights and Air BnB and headed to Kos for some half term sunshine –… Continue reading
It’s not often that I’m lost for words, but I’ve been struggling with how to begin writing about Ruth Ozeki’s A Tale for the Time Being. My mind has been completely blown by it. In… Continue reading
After reading and luxuriating in the wondrous novel, The Enchanted April by Elizabeth Von Arnim, I couldn’t resist getting hold of a copy of the DVD for an afternoon of sunshine and wisteria at San… Continue reading
Proust might not be the first name that springs to mind when choosing holiday reading material, but by happy chance I took my half-read copy of In the Shadow of Young Girls in… Continue reading
Recently, I’ve not been reading well. I’ve spent the past month or so avoiding novels that require concentration as I’ve had none to give. I know why I feel like this and I… Continue reading
I have just finished ‘In The Shadow Of Young Girls In Bloom’ by Proust, and of course, it’s full of deeply insightful nuggets about human behaviour, especially the utter insanity of being in… Continue reading
Having been advised by the doctor that a trip to the theatre could prove too much for their son’s delicate constitution, Marcel’s parents ban him from attending, much to his chagrin. He would… Continue reading
Usually when an artist of any kind dies in a hotel room, there’s drugs, booze, hookers and/or goats involved. Our lad Proust is staying at the Grand Hôtel of Balbec (fictional place based… Continue reading