Book Review Blog & Bookish Thoughts
Reading-wise, I really enjoyed April (non-reading wise, I enjoyed it very much too, but let’s keep on topic) and read: Holding by Graham Norton – review here Summer House with Swimming Pool by Herman Koch – review here The Roanoke Girls by Amy Engel – review here Caraval by Stephanie Garber – review here Mad […]
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What I Talk About When I Talk About Running by Haruki Murakami Opening sentence: “There’s a wise saying that goes like this: A real gentlemen never discusses women he’s broken up with or how much tax he’s paid.” I am not a runner. But my mum is. She leant me this book, as she knows […]
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One of my favourite places to hunt for books is the South Bank Book Market, also known as the South Bank Book Fair. Stalls are set up every day of the week and you can find them nestled right underneath Waterloo Bridge, just in front of the BFI Cinema. Whatever type of book sparks your […]
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Just as I prefer not to read from a kindle (for me, there is something incomplete about the experience of reading like that, no turning of pages or feeling the weight of the book move from one hand to the other as you read…) I was not drawn to the idea of an audiobook. That is, […]
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The Mitford Girls by Mary S. Lovell Opening sentence: “Sydney Bowles was fourteen years old when she first set eyes on David Freeman Mitford.” I really can’t tell you how much I enjoyed reading this book. When a biography feels like a novel – in its tone, structure, plot development and engrossing story arcs of […]
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I find that if I give myself a set number of books to read per month, then I never hit the target and have a sense of disappointment for not achieving that goal. Over the years, I’ve learnt that I enjoy a far more organic reading process, some months I read 2 books, some months […]
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Inside Vogue by Alexandra Schulman Opening sentence: ‘Three nights ago, in a restaurant by the sea, just off a coastal road in Puglia, some children at the long family tables next to ours were playing with their pencil cases, lining up the coloured felt tips in order.’ How strange that the day that I finish […]
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