Then Pecola asked a question that had never entered my mind. "How do you do that? I mean, how do you get somebody to love you?" But Frieda was asleep. And I didn't know. - The Bluest Eye; Toni Morrison
On Reading Quick
The book being The Silver Linings Playbook. In an extraordinary turn of events, the trailer of the movie made me pick up the book. More so because I cannot watch the movie during Ramzan but I can read a book. Teehee. :D amarllyis 1; Movie Abstinence 0. Must say that it's a swift, wonderfully written debut novel.... Continue Reading →
On Reading Winman
Recently, I finished reading When God was a Rabbit by Sarah Winman. That she was an actress too, was something that we found out when we featured a quote from the book on Boohkad's 100 Quotes from 100 Books. That the first half was thoroughly engaging was expressed in my Sprinkled Sentiments post. That I... Continue Reading →
And then, there was Literature
The office library has been extended, and brand new books have been placed upon bookshelves. What pulled me inside the library was a view of the lined up stack of the P. G. Wodehouse Omnibus. The communication about the extension had come across, somehow, my laziness kept me from visiting the place. There are books... Continue Reading →
On Reading Burgess
What’s it going to be then, eh? On the nochy I was given six books to read, I wondered which one I would go with first, now that I had a malenky biblio of my own. As I made my choice, I saw a book with a glass of moloko on the cover, and visions... Continue Reading →
On Reading Zusak
Remember those writing workshops you went to where they asked you to describe a cloud in 100 different ways? Probably not. You were possibly imagining your tiny self cartwheeling on bookshelves in bookstores across the world and your words lining the lips of your readers. You weren't paying as much attention because your character was... Continue Reading →
On Reading Atkinson
Hades came darting with horses as I poured sherbet into a carafe Lilacs bloomed on my doorstep and crept up on the cat's wooden staff The sky was a purple puddle and when I sat down to read a fire erupted behind me while I sipped on chamomile tea My brother accompanied the fishes as... Continue Reading →
On Reading Murakami
I finished reading Norwegian Wood this morning. It would be fair to say that the book depressed the crap out of me. Before scouring the Internet to see what I should make of this book, I was swept away by a mound of paper cutting, painting, thumb tacking, and the non-elusive world of paper cuts. But,... Continue Reading →
Interconnections
A voice in your head reads to you when you read a book. Ever tried to talk to that voice? Ever asked why it said what it did? For instance, have you ever wanted to talk to Scout and ask her what was the first thing Jem said when he woke up next morning in... Continue Reading →
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