Thanks to Dymocks Adelaide, my lovely friend Diane and I were lucky enough to go to a Q&A session with Tara Moss on Wednesday night at the Belgian Beer Cafe. This was a free event in a lovely, warm surrounding, and we were pleasantly surprised to receive a glass of champagne on arrival, which set the tone for the excellent night ahead.
I am not averse to reading non-fiction, and regular readers of my blog will know I have reviewed some works of non-fiction in the past. One of the things I love about being in a book club is the diversity of books I’m reading as a result, as we’re often reading things I never would have picked up in the bookstore. Under the Tuscan Sun by Frances Mayes, however, is not a book I am grateful to have encountered…
I have a confession to make. I had never heard of George RR Martin, or his A Song of Ice and Fire book series, before the television series Game of Thrones sucked me into its vortex. The characters and storyline quickly made it one of my most favourite TV shows of all time, and, being someone who buys an awful lot of books without the time to read them due to some crazy compulsion (at last count, 294 books unread in my bookshelves), I have had the books sitting in my shelves untouched since the TV series began. I admit, the sheer length of them put me off a bit. It looked like quite a commitment. Continue reading
Wow, it’s been way too long since I updated this blog, but I have been working my butt off with assignments for my Honours project. For those that don’t know, I finished my degree last year but this year started my Honours in Creative Writing. I’m doing this part-time while I keep working full-time so I can pay my mortgage and mountains of bills. I’m hoping it will lead into a PhD so I can continue researching and writing and basically just doing what I love. I’d love an ongoing role at a University! Anyway, this has impacted my blogging for obvious reasons, as well as my reading patterns, as I am peppering reading for pleasure with reading about literary theory or research methods. In a couple of weeks, my scheduled assignments will end so I will have the time to schedule in the 5 [at the moment, anyway] book reviews I have outstanding. Don’t worry, my poppets, I haven’t disappeared, just been a little snowed under :)
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When I lend a friend one of my most-loved books, I always feel some mild anxiety, hoping that they will love my book baby as much as I do. It isn’t always the case, and it makes me a little sad when it happens, like maybe my friend and I have different views on the ‘important’ things. Obviously that’s a bit over-dramatic, but that pang is felt for about 0.1 of a second before I get over it. Recently, one of my friends let me borrow her favourite book of all time, The Poisonwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver, and I felt the reverse pressure – hoping I wouldn’t hate her book baby.
The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini had been something I’d wanted to read for a long time, so I was glad when it came up recently as one of the reads for my Once Were Wallabies book club. Over the years I had heard so many good things about this book, and kept noticing it pop up on ’100 best’ lists, so would it live up to my expectations?