Wednesday, 2 September 2020
Left on the Shelf: Reading in September - 2020
Tuesday, 1 September 2020
Reading in September - 2020
Sitting at my desk on this first morning of September, I cannot help but watch out of my window and watch the world go by. The best of the summer has passed and this morning it is beautifully sunny and I cannot help trying to grasp this late summer sunshine before we head into Autumn.
Yesterday, I purchased a bunch of sunflowers which are bringing some much wanted colour into my room. They are such beautiful flowers - loud and brash, they make no apology for the statement they make and neither should they. Beautiful in their own unique way and when they go over they leave a seed head to nourish the garden birds.
Some of the books I plan to read this month I have carried over from last month as I did not get around to reading them. There are some books that I am very excited to read this month so without any further ado - here they are.
Happy reading everyone.
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All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr (This will be a re-read for me)
Gilead by Marilynne Robinson
Independent People by Halldor Laxness
Gift Wrap Green by Camille Wilkinson
Islands of Mercy by Rose Tremain
Renia's Diary by Renia Spiegel
The Story of Babushka by Catherine Flores
Jerusalem as a Second Language by Rochelle Distelheim
Spirited by Julie Cohen
The Lantern Men by Elly Griffiths
Fleishman is in Trouble by Taffy Brodesser-Akner
Books to Finish
The Weaker Vessel, Woman's Lot in Seventeenth Century England: Part One by Antonia Fraser.
Monday, 31 August 2020
August 2020 Roundup
Thursday, 20 August 2020
Murder in Chianti by Camilla Trinchieri - #BookReview
Thursday, 13 August 2020
The Day She Came Back by Amanda Prowse - #BookReview

Tuesday, 11 August 2020
The Revolt by Clara Dupont-Monod - #TuesdayTeaser
Hello and welcome to my occasional Tuesday Teaser blog on this hot and sunny August morning.
I wanted to share this book with you as I am in love with the cover. I know we are not supposed to judge a book by it, quite literally in this instance, or in life in general but how could I possibly pass this cover by and not pick up this book.
So today I am going to give you the first few paragraphs and I am itching to know what you think. Does this make you want to read it? Do you think the cover is as gorgeous as I do?
This evening, she comes to us. Her gown caresses the floor. At this moment, we are like the stones in the vaulted ceiling, immobile and breathless. But what petrifies my brothers is not her indifference, for they are used to being ignored, nor the solemnity of the meeting - everything about Eleanor is solemn - no, what transfixes us, at this moment, is her voice. For it is with a soft voice, full of menace, that my mother commands us to overthrow our father.
She says that she has raised us for this task. That she made sure we grew up here, in Aquitaine, and not in England, so we would know the nobility of her lineage. Indeed, is my name not Richard the Lionheart? The time has come for us to assert ourselves. She reminds us that she ordered troubadours to sing legends at our births. One for each child. She tells us that here, where we now stand, where we learned to walk, in this great hall of the palace of Poitiers, the spirit of our great-grandfather is breathing his strength into us. You have heard his poems, she says, and the stories of his exploits. And so, my sons, you are armed. You are fourteen, fifteen and sixteen years old. The time has come.
We know these words. They flow through our veins. Henry, Geoffrey and I will obey, each for our own reasons. But we are bound together by one certainty: Eleanor can be threatened, she can be defied, and even fought. But betrayed, never. And maybe my father knew this, in fact. Maybe he wanted to wound his wife in her very heart. That idea turns our countries to ice. For in that case, what we must engage in is not a matter of personal revenge, but the clash of two monsters ready to fight to the death. And we, their children, will be mere toys between their paws."
Monday, 10 August 2020
The Revolt by Clara Dupont-Monod - #SocialBlast #BlogTour





