Amsterdam, by Ian McEwan. Pub 1998

This is one of those that’s been sitting on the bookshelf for ages, with the occasional false start over the years. I decided to start again and finish it off, if for no other reason than to satisfy the “place name in the title” category. Also, I enjoyed my last dip into McEwan’s work, which... Continue Reading →

Thick Skin, by Hilary Peach. Pub 2022

Hilary Peach is a poet, author, and boilermaker. This book is a memoir, her recollections of her decade in the field and on the road in a difficult, dangerous, demanding, and essential trade. She is part of a different 1% - the women in the boilermaker’s union. While the discrimination and misogyny of the industry... Continue Reading →

The Tenth Man, by Graham Greene. Pub 1985

After thoroughly enjoying The Quiet American last year, I found this slim book in the bargain bin during my post-Christmas binge. I knew nothing about it, so the story and the novel’s history were both a delightful surprise. Greene was both novelist and screenwriter, and in that latter mode he wrote this short novel in... Continue Reading →

The Midnight Library, by Matt Haig. Pub 2020

Before diving into some more weighty tomes, I opted for this mental palate cleanser of light fiction. Very entertaining and enjoyable. Meet Nora, whose life is not going well. After a series of terrible turns and even worse choices, she finds herself alone, jobless, friendless, cat-less, and broke. She decides to end it all. Losing... Continue Reading →

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