Category Archive: 100 Greatest Novels

No, Keanu. Just no.

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I am loving Bram Stoker’s ‘Dracula’. For a story I know so well, and I have seen a million vampire things, I was rather shocked at myself for not having read the original… Continue reading

I have nothing in common with that carrot, take it away.

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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

Why I’ll Never See Morrissey

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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

The Things We Do For Love

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I’m 46 years old and should know better than to be growing out a mid-70’s homage to Bowie haircut. I may be a million miles away from looking like the thin white duke… Continue reading

Reading round up – testicles and unanswerable questions

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Two things I have read last week have rattled around my head a little. Firstly, a line in the last few pages of Paul Auster’s ‘City of Glass’ of the ‘The New York… Continue reading

Mmmm…I love the smell of chemicals in the morning.

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New books, in two senses of the word. When undertaking to read the 100 Greatest novels (according to the Guardian newspaper and some other literary bods) I knew I’d have to part with… Continue reading

It’s over! I have finished Moby Dick!

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I’m aware there was a time in my life when I wasn’t reading ‘Moby Dick’, but it seems so long ago I barely remember it. I think my hair was shorter, and it… Continue reading

A never-ending book and the pen of divorce

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I am on page 1000! With normal books, written by non-crazy people who weren’t Samuel Richardson, this might signal getting somewhere, but nope, I’m only two-thirds of the way through. Basically, to summarise… Continue reading

We aren’t allowed to die here

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Scanning down the Guardian’s list of 100 greatest novels there aren’t many whose author or title are completely unfamiliar to me. Of those, ‘Mrs Palfrey at The Claremont’ stands out because the author, Elizabeth… Continue reading

Happy Bloomsday!

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Happy Bloomsday everyone! Today – June 16th – is the day in which, in 1904, all the action from James Joyce’s ‘Ulysses‘ takes place. In order to celebrate, I thought I’d knit a little… Continue reading