Golden Apple of the Sun by Teju Cole
strongest lockdown lit i’ve (yet) to encounter
Tag: covid
The Postman Always Rings Twice by James M. Cain
struck down by covid, scott crawls into a classic novel
In the Freud Archives by Janet Malcolm
is the conscious or the subconscious mind the most potent agent in our lives
Four Repeater Books (two I recommend)
two excellent books, two not excellent books
The Deptford Trilogy by Robertson Davies
groovy 1970s fiction
The Inheritance Trilogy by N.K. Jemisin
i move thru 2021 like a dying ghost
The Magus: A Revised Version by John Fowles
sleazy, sexy, postmodern novel
Three Books, One Post
consistently reading more than i can blog (or do anything else)
The Secret Commonwealth by Philip Pullman
forget the infamously sleazy page-and-a-half and enjoy!
Clay’s Ark by Octavia E. Butler
an excellent short genre piece
Notes on Four Books I Read Months Ago
notes on four books i read earlier in the year
The Stone Sky by N. K. Jemisin
a fun book but not a real one, y’know
Some Fragments of Incomplete Lockdown Blogs
Richard Wright in Franco’s Spain and other fragments
The Obelisk Gate by N. K. Jemisin
i eavesdrop on some people planning a big party night then go home and read nerdy fiction; bored
The Fifth Season by N. K. Jemisin
a blog from when the [first?] lockdown eased
Surrender by Joanna Pocock
big post on privilege, re-wilding, ageing; a phenomenal read
The Southern Book Club’s Guide to Slaying Vampires by Grady Hendrix
accidentally read a right-wing novel; thoughts about returning to work mid-pandemic
Movements in European History by DH Lawrence
a mediocre history text then a pro-UBI, anti-“the Arts is special” rant
Blue Nights by Joan Didion
very little on the book, lots of rage at the slow quietening of June’s global protest movement
The Proust Screenplay by Harold Pinter
to adapt is not to survive
the mirror and the light by hilary mantel
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Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe
a blog post that fell apart so much i paused the blog for six weeks
The Pale King by David Foster Wallace
hide the dfw; notes on craft & posthumous novels
the story of the lost child by elena ferrante
two and a half months ago i read an incredible novel
This Is Where I Get Off by KIRBY
great poetry, i whinge about lockdown innit
Fifth Business by Robertson Davies
a lovely lockdown trip down the middle of the road
The break-up of the Soviet Empire in Eastern Europe by Ghita Ionescu
like a newspaper but a book… from 1965
The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion
reading the best of books in the worst of times
the underwater welder by jeff lemire
spooky graphic novel
Cane by Jean Toomer
ok toomer
Cygnet by Season Butler
a solid contemporary novel
Capitalist Realism by Mark Fisher
without a call to violence, this is fantasy
Boys in Zinc by Svetlana Alexievich
fell orf my bike boohoo
this is how you lose the time war by Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone
more mediocre writing slash “lauded genre writing”
Selected Poems by Marianne Moore
the building i live in got on fire in lockdown
My Word Is My Bond by Roger Moore (with Gareth Owen)
a pointless read, wasting time
the governesses by anne serre
parkdale in the pandemic
Area X: The Southern Reach Trilogy by Jeff VanderMeer
distracting the self with heady genre fiction
the cléo reader: 2013-2019
commencing unemployment and panicking about expertise
If All The World and Love Were Young by Stephen Sexton
top prize-winning poetry and emotional toll of lockdown ekes in
We Are Made of Diamond Stuff by Isabel Waidner
it’s the pandemic and it’s now
The Triple Echo by H. E. Bates
a surprisingly great short novel that might be hateful
Dark Days by James Baldwin
the strangeness of lockdown becomes the new normal
Triumph Of The Now 