Prisons We Choose To Live Inside by Doris Lessing
writing on the dangers of group mentalities, though pretty committed to one particular viewing of the world…
Tag: Doris Lessing
The Wind Blows Away Our Words by Doris Lessing
getting political with Doris in the eighties
Story of an African Farm by Olive Schreiner
progressive(ish) proto-modernism from 1880s South Africa
A Small Personal Voice by Doris Lessing (ed. Paul Schlueter)
some beautiful, thematically varied, writings
Going Home by Doris Lessing
doris lessing returns to the southern rhodesia of her youth
The Four Gated City by Doris Lessing (Children of Violence #5)
another doris lessing quintet concludes
A Ripple From The Storm AND Landlocked by Doris Lessing (Children of violence #3 AND #4)
double-teaming more excellent doris lessing
a proper marriage by Doris Lessing (Children of Violence #2)
lessing’s children of violence continues to be excellent unlike my mood
Martha Quest by Doris Lessing (Children of Violence #1)
“the classic coming of age novel… for women”
Bloodchild by Octavia E Butler
exceptionally good short story collection
Canopus by Dave Chisholm
quick read, a fun sci-fi psychological thriller!
The Memoirs of a Survivor by Doris Lessing
a doris lessing dystopia
Canopus in Argos: Archives by Doris Lessing
doris lessing’s sci-fi quintet
Documents Relating to the Sentimental Agents in the Volyen Empire by Doris Lessing
the final book in Doris Lessing’s sci-fi quintet
The Making of the Representative for Planet 8 by Doris Lessing
a perfect novella and a glorious personal essay
The Sirian Experiments by Doris Lessing
book three in doris lessing’s space opera quintet
Notes on Four Books I Read Months Ago
notes on four books i read earlier in the year
Winter in July by Doris Lessing
short stories about non-monogamous colonial types
Disgrace by J. M. Coetzee
I haven’t changed my opinion halfway through a novel so drastically in ages. Which was a good thing, because theContinue Reading
The Grass Is Singing by Doris Lessing
I may have mentioned this in a blog post before, but my mother has the morbid (though appreciated) habit of,Continue Reading
Triumph Of The Now 