Review: Dune by Frank Herbert

I’ve tried to read Dune before. It was a ‘started-but-couldn’t-finish’ during my Books Before 30 years (technically a break from the rules, but it was killing my desire to read). I’m not sure what made me want to read it again, a friend mentioned reading it, a sudden desire to fall into an epic sci-fi, perhaps both. Dune by Frank Herbert was an intricate reading experience, a novel I’m glad I’ve read but didn’t entirely enjoy ………

Review: Take Courage: Anne Brontë and the Art of Life by Samantha Ellis

As I’ve mentioned previously, before Anne, Emily was my favourite Brontë. Wuthering Heights over Jane Eyre, always. I didn’t even come to read Anne’s books until I decided I wanted to read all the Brontë novels. How misinformed I was! Anne’s writing was beyond what I was expecting from the other “less talented” Brontë sister. Where Emily and Charlotte’s hard romance enforced my young, teenage-minded version of love, Anne gave me reality. “Anne Brontë is the forgotten ………

Love, Nina by Nina Stibbe

I’ve never been one for taking risks or getting out of my comfort zone. As an anxious day dreamer, I’ve been cursed/blessed with the ability to imagine the situations I’m too afraid to attempt. Oft I wonder what trajectory my life would have taken if I had been a bit more like Nina Stibbe in my late teens / early-20s, or even if I’d actually bitten the bullet and moved to London in my mid-20s. It’s ………

Night Walking by Sarah Moss

Favourite authors, I think, are a rarity. Whenever I’m who my favourite author is, I find it so often depends on my mood as to what my answer will be. If I’m feeling intense it may be Donna Tartt or Joan Didion. If I’m feeling disenchanted, Richard Yates. Inquisitive and hopeful, J.K. Rowling. And yet, with the exception of Tartt, I do not like all the books each of these authors have written, which I ………