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)
not a great book, not a great time (post from the winter)
a very american-feeling memoir about being rich and successful and a literal god?
a bland book for my bland life
in early Jan I was quoted in the New Yorker and read a perfect novel
not a witty pastiche so much as a dull echo
scott visits canada’s “museum of immigration” and gets reflective. Dune Messiah is barely mentioned.
on ethics and our species’ lack of them
read some great fiction for the first time in a while; still bored bored bored tho boohoo
read some terrible books that failed to distract me from anything
i cannot read myself happy
two excellent books, two not excellent books
part one of lessing’s sci-fi quintet
on ian flemming, jackie kerouac, karlo knausgaard
no future until vaccination / please i need future
my year was deathly dull, which in 2020 counts as a good year
notes on four books i read earlier in the year
early sci-fi and smh so sad
a fun book but not a real one, y’know
commencing unemployment and panicking about expertise
top prize-winning poetry and emotional toll of lockdown ekes in
cracking under lockdown and stunning books
Who the f*ck is Malcolm Gladwell?
essentially a review of my new meds
was almost sectioned today; read a book that was difficult but perfect
great queer flash fiction from scotland