Ethel & Ernest by Raymond Briggs
a book about some of the worst people in the world
a book about some of the worst people in the world
boooorrrrriiiiinnnggg
great memoir about youth and scouting
cracking under lockdown and stunning books
feeling sad so read a sad book on abortion
stunning essay on the ethics and impossibilities of biography
a sub-mediocre memoir
the eulogy I read at my grandmother’s funeral in 2014
bizarre note to self from 2010
near death experiences in a bad blog post
700 pages of Lowryian bliss…
ideologically, i’d love to tear this apart, but i cannot…
i read a book that’s aged badly and reflect on bad times
What does it mean to turn life into art?
Finally, a book about race that makes me angry at myself
An important new novel about sexual assault. Long post.
A book that describes itself as “Ian Fleming meets Rimbaud”
If Gregor Hens can give up smoking, I can give up booze.
this is not a test, it’s a memoir
Off the booze (again), I enjoy a book but despair of life.
He always writes while others talk
The ‘Godfather of Rap’ offers a rose-tinted memoir.
Very Colonial travel writing from author of The Painted Veil
Fantastic Mr Fox is an ode to adventure capitalism. My life is an ode to wine.
A beautiful book about a horrible thing.
The life and memories of Walt Whitman, focusing on war and nature.
In America alone, 281 pounds of pig shit is produced for every one person per year. I don’t know if that’s a lot as I don’t know what a pound is.
Living in the city is bad for the soul
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