This summer, George and I went on holiday to Kopenhagen and Oslo. Close to the royal gardens in the centre of Oslo is the Litteraturhuset, the ‘house of literature’. It has a café as well as a bookshop, and hosts cultural events too. As we passed it I smiled my best smile at George, who … More I bought a Norwegian Book
Reading books is somehow inherently comforting. They take us to far away places and let us forget about our troubles. But is it really only that? Actually, the most satisfying books may be the ones that in some way tie in with our own lives. Novels often* present the idea of an universal truth. The … More Life is Messy, Books are not
Sometimes you’re in a bookshop and you’re drawn to a book as soon as you see it. As you pick it up you hear the ‘Harry meets wand’ music playing, your money dances in your pocket and you skip off to the till with a slightly manic grin on your face. Other times, you’re not … More Bookshop Snaps
Today, a poem that demonstrates dry humour, intertextual awareness and general poking fun at other poets: “The Rose Family” by Robert Frost. The rose is a rose, And was always a rose. But the theory now goes That the apple’s a rose, And the pear is, and so’s The plum, I suppose. The dear only … More Poem || The Rose Family by Robert Frost
I read 40 books last year. Hurray! I am sure that I owe this in part to the Goodreads 2016 challenge that edged me on until I reached my goal. However: is this really a good system for tracking your reading? … More Is the Goodreads Challenge really helpful?
This post was inspired by a Goodreads article where readers share the best book they’ve ever received. Wondering which book this would be for me, I realized that most of the books I came up with were course materials. When I am given books for my birthday, it is hardly ever completely new to me: … More Three Times My Teachers Got It Right