Anne of Green Gables – L.M. Montgomery

L.M. Montgomery’s Anne of Green Gables played an integral role in my childhood. For a long time, I lived vicariously through the life of Anne Shirley of Green Gables, later of Queens College and that little school that I forget the name of. She did all the things that I, a child of the mid 90s was not allowed to do – she played by the stream unsupervised, she roamed the town unsupervised, she had tea parties unsupervised, she was unsupervised. In most part.

Reading FAIL: One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest – Ken Kesey

I had heard rumours about One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest being an excellent novel. It was the type of novel that people wrote about, that people made films about, that people wanted to read and, when they did read it, they found it an enjoyable and enriching experience. Unfortunately, I was not one of those people. At first, I was not against reading it. In fact, I was quite looking forward to it. I read book reviews, I talked to people about it. I even watched the film.

This, more unfortunately, was my mistake.

Bookspotting: Half-naked man v. Henry James

Location: Park near St Leonards Station

Book: Henry James – Portrait of a Lady

Situation: A half-naked tattoo-clad man is adjusting his crotch approximately ninety centimetres away from well-dressed suit engrossed in his book. Well-dressed suit pauses. Looks up. Smiles into the middle distance that is the man’s tattooed chest. Looks back down. Starts reading again.

Absence

I know. It’s been a while. And I have absolutely no reason whatsoever. Just hold onto your seats for a little while longer – it’s coming.

In the meantime, enjoy some random paraphernalia: www.someecards.com

Apologies

As the title suggests, I am apologising for something. It could be a fun game for you (and quite deflating for me) to guess exactly what I am apologising for as I am not too sure if I have readers enough to notice that I have not written in a while, but we’re not going to play this game today. The reason for my apology is that I currently have the black lung and the spare time that I have is spent in bed, sans book. While this means that I have not finished that excellent novel Catch-22, it does not mean that I have been prevented from plugging through a hearty chunk. I am, after all, super reader extrordinaire.

I must also note that Heller’s work is amazing. It is challenging and you have to build yourself up to the right mindset for reading this diving, swiping little bipolar-driven bomber, but it is totally worth it. I will write again soon gang. To the doona I go!

Hello World!

As Mr WordPress once wrote: ‘Hello World!’ I too take on this excellent phrase as a welcome to my reading rambles. I guess this is just a little post to note that, while I have just posted about that excellent book ‘The Book Thief’, will inform that there may be posting of reviews at a speed much faster than the normal speedy reader may complete a 500 or so page novel. This is simply because there are a few books that I have read that have inspired me to write. So don’t worry – I don’t actually have superhuman reading powers. It’s ok.