Very brief comments on a lengthy list of books read in August. A banner month. 101. The History of Tattooing, by Wilfrid Dyson Hambly (Dover, reprinted 2009) I love tattoos. At the time I read this I had only two, but for months I had been looking for an artist to complete my third and fourth. As I […]
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July’s reading consisted largely of fiction, poetry, literary criticism, and comics. By the end of the month I’d reached 100 books read in 2012. 82. Freedom, by Jonathan Franzen (Picador, 2010) Huh. This is the second month I’ve entered this year reading Jonathan Frazen. I have no idea why. It’s not intentional. Like The Corrections, it’s a
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After going to St Jacob’s Market last Thursday, I spent the next few days canning up a storm. I made several dozen jars of spicy dill spears, bread and butter pickles, pickled jalapeños, blueberry jam, strawberry vanilla jam, plain strawberry jam, peach plum ginger jam, brandied peaches, and on Wednesday I had another, more successful, go at
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The last segment for 2011. For the full list, see 2011 Books Read. 126. The Marriage Plot, by Jeffrey Eugenides Centres around Madeleine Hanna, an English major in an on-again-off-again relationship with Leonard Morten (who may or may not be David Foster Wallace), much to the chagrin of Mitchell Grammaticus, who’s in love with fair Madeleine. It
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Happy Canada Day, kids! I love it when it falls on a Friday and we get an extra long weekend in the summer. I mentioned yesterday how I’d like to get more social in regards to books and reading – normally such a solitary activity – so I’m going to try a new series I’m calling Shelf
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Birthdays as a kid were easy: summer birthday summer + grandparents pool = pool parties. Messes of other kids, swimming, playing Shark and Marco Polo, a barbeque, running around like lunatics, cake, and presents. So easy. As an adult, things somehow got more complicated, and they turned out to be less fun. ((Indeed, every other day the
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