Wind Pinball (that’s what it says on the spine) by Haruki Murakami
not a great book, not a great time (post from the winter)
Tag: depression
The Decagon House Murders by Yukito Ayatsuji
mediocre mystery that solves its mystery in chapter one
Dear Senthuran by Akwaeke Emezi
a very american-feeling memoir about being rich and successful and a literal god?
Fear of Flying by Erica Jong
in early Jan I was quoted in the New Yorker and read a perfect novel
Trauma??? of intent??? or something like that by Anthony Burgess 
not a witty pastiche so much as a dull echo
A Dog’s Ransom by Patricia Highsmith
six weeks late, it’s the TotN CHRISTMAS SPECIAL 2021!
Dune Messiah by Frank Herbert
scott visits canada’s “museum of immigration” and gets reflective. Dune Messiah is barely mentioned.
Frederik Pohl
read some terrible books that failed to distract me from anything
Joan Didion: The 1980s & 90s (PART ONE)
re-reading Joan Didion for the first time in my life
Three Books About Books By Bookish Lads
on ian flemming, jackie kerouac, karlo knausgaard
The Complete Orsinia by Ursula K Le Guin
no future until vaccination / please i need future
Three Books, One Post
consistently reading more than i can blog (or do anything else)
Clay’s Ark by Octavia E. Butler
an excellent short genre piece
the heads of cerberus by Francis Stevens
early sci-fi and smh so sad
The Stone Sky by N. K. Jemisin
a fun book but not a real one, y’know
South and West by Joan Didion
3 lines on joan didion and 1000 words on my terrible mental health lol
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 mirror and the light by hilary mantel
Written June 15th and actually it was this one, not Things Fall Apart that caused me to pause blogging, forContinue Reading
If All The World and Love Were Young by Stephen Sexton
top prize-winning poetry and emotional toll of lockdown ekes in
Talking to Strangers by Malcolm Gladwell
Who the f*ck is Malcolm Gladwell?
Winter in the Blood by James Welch
Maybe I’ve grown out of peripatetic flaneur type novels?
The Beauty of the Husband by Anne Carson
i’m distracted
Decreation by Anne Carson
was almost sectioned today; read a book that was difficult but perfect
The Lonely Hearts Hotel by Heather O’Neill
a great novel but mainly me whinging about winter
Triumph Of The Now 