I just finished reading Molly Gloss's The Hearts of Horses and I LOVED it. So beautifully written, so moving, such insight into peoples' lives in the West in the early years of the 20th century. Golly, that was fabulous; I wanted it not to end.
Highly recommended if you like horses, or the West (it's set in eastern Oregon), or like books where women do things and nobody makes a fuss about it.
Wow, that was great.
I will make sure to buy Jackson Pearce's novel next year. That video rocked.
Molly Gloss's The Hearts of Horses
We've got this featured on our main aisle (it's in its own display). I was thinking about picking it up; now I know I will next time I go into work!
I will make sure to buy Jackson Pearce's novel next year.
I was thinking much the same thing
t random
So I was in a bookshop yesterday here in the UK, perusing biographies in search of something presentish for my dad, and I discovered that there is now a whole SECTION devoted to voyeuristic true life emoporn (
A Boy Called It, A Man Called Dave, Ma, He Sold Me For a Few Cigarettes
etc etc) entitled 'Tragic Lives'.
A whole section with its own title.
I'm still gobsmacked.
I just found this -- and felt here was the place for it
zombie haiku
[link]
bloody, funny
One of the benefits of reconnecting with my blood sisters is unexpected Christmas presents. My oldest sister sent me this book: [link]
which pretty much tags many of my historical interests. I'm out of practice at this family thing. I keep waffling between "People who like me who send me things!" and "People who like me who I have to remember to do nice things for!"
But, really, don't we all?
I mean, unless you take it down to the next level and hit the Likely Suspects list.
Not that I know anything about that, but my friend does.
Coffee: Oh dear lord, Fay, that video is awesome.
I want to start randomly saying, "Where the hell is my crumpet?" It should be the new shorthand for "Shut up, you pretentious literary ass," seriously.
DH got me the zombie haiku book