“As soon as she’s organised, she walks onto the glass bridge and through the warm blue sky, her arms stretched out from her sides. People stare, and some throw her cranky looks because of all the space she’s taking up, but she doesn’t care. She twirls above the rush of water and inside the cool of clouds, gravity as good as gone.” Extract from Ethel Rohan‘s second collection, Goodnight Nobody. Reviewed here (by me) for The Short Review.
What was hot? Hay Festival. George Saunders. My inner fan girl. James Salter. Robert MacFarlane. A walk in Mousecastle Wood. A visit to Hergest Croft Gardens. An RHS cream tea. A walk on the Begwns. Coconut ice cream. Not necessarily in that order.
So, Lydia Davis has won the 2013 International Man Booker Prize, fuck fuck fuckity fuck – now everyone will be reading her, and talking about her, and she won’t be my secret favourite short story author EVER anymore. I ordered The Collected Stories of Lydia Davis (Abe Books) after reading this review by Tania Hershman in The Short Review (originally posted in 2010), and this (beautiful hardback) collection is now a permanent fixture in the stack of books I keep by my […]
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I’ll miss my temporary desk. OK, it wasn’t very big and had to double as a table but at least everything was within arm’s reach. On Monday we moved out of the – very warm – flat we’d rented for the winter and into our – very cold – metal box up on the hillside. At 6am on Tuesday it was 1°C INSIDE. A few days later, a few degrees warmer. We have hats, thick socks, three duvets and a […]