Yes, I know, you’re desperate to know.The new Barbara Trapido book which is very good but a little disappointing, it’s just too much autobiography and not enough plot for my liking but still excellent. Also have learnt a great deal about Afrikaaners.
“The Clicking of Cuthbert” PG Wodehouse, a man who bears much rereading.
“Dress your family in corduroy and denim” by David Sedaris, good but not as good as “Me talk pretty one day”.
“The Supernaturalist” by Eoin Colfer, kiddie’s book, not as good as his other offerings. And “Oryx and Crake” by Margaret Atwood which is surprisingly similar in theme to “The Supernaturalist”.
“The talk of the town” by Ardal O’Hanlon. Really very good. Surprisingly good. I mean you don’t expect a great deal from Fr. Dougal. But that just shows that he is good at acting dumb and kind of pleasant. This book is smart and kind of unpleasant. But good unpleasant.
And, oh yeah, I finished “Blindness” and despite a frankly offputting style, this is a really fantastic book. Highly recommended. Rush out and buy. Chilling page turner. Don’t let your enthusiasm for this make you rush out and buy “The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis” though. V. challenging.
Am contemplating starting “American Pastoral”. Is this a good idea? Will it just depress me. I know, I’ll read something cheering by William Trevor instead.
Hmm, don’t remember this, but it sounds like the kind of thing, I’d like alright. Suspect that fiction writing may not take off due to complete lack of commitment but I will keep you posted in gory detail.
