Monthly Archives: November 2017

The Valley at the Centre of the World – Malachy Tallack

  I love this book. I’m trying to work out what it is about it that is so compelling. I think it’s the detailing of lives, and the creation of a world where a dead lamb is as important as … Continue reading

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Fat Girls Don’t Dance – Maria Ferguson

I went out last night, which is a complicated thing to do midweek, what with the hectic social and sporting timetable the kids have developed, and the fact that my husband works too¬† hard and too long. I wasn’t even … Continue reading

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The Wicked Cometh – Lorna Carlin

Oh, yummy! This is a glorious gothick extravaganza, featuring mistaken identities, forbidden love (of many kinds), two feisty heroines in big frocks (or not, as occasion demands), and the stinking, dangerous, foul, criminal haunted slums of London. It wrong-footed me … Continue reading

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Sexual harassment.

Yes, I’m getting on the bandwagon. I’m allowed. Everyone else is. What gets me, right, is these men who say “as the father of daughters…”. The people who say “there are parents out there who have the right to expect … Continue reading

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The Book of Joan – Lidia Yuknavitch

This took me back to my student days in the 80s, buying second hand Viragos and Women’s Press books at the bookstalls on the South Bank. It feels very much in that tradition of feminist sci-fi, and I haven’t read … Continue reading

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Genuine Fraud – e lockhart

Oh, this is a good read. I loved it. It’s a story told backwards, which is a tricky thing to pull off, but e manages it. It mimics real life, as well, in the way that you start off with … Continue reading

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