Victims of the author

Imagine that you are walking past a lonely graveyard at night, when you hear a terrifying shriek, improbably smell garlic or blood, and see white things flitting about. You run home as fast as you can, lock the door, and then start to wonder. What...

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My birthday presents

I boasted on Facebook that I was given eleven books for my birthday (thank you very much to the donors!) This is just as consumerist as boasting about any other item I have bought or someone has bought for me, but never mind. Many of...

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Being grumpy about books

For family reasons, this week's post is a day early. What turns you off a book? I’m in a small book club (two members) which is very enjoyable. However, I’ve noticed that when I know I’m going to be asked for intelligent comment, my beady eye searches...

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