Back in 2004, I discovered Television Without Pity. I read recaps of ER religiously and especially enjoyed the snark and Luca Kovach lust from Heathen. A few years later, when doing a little digging on the site, I discovered that Heathen, really, Heather, had started a fashion blog with fellow TWoP recapper, Jessica, called Go Fug Yourself. That was in 2006. I scooted over to the site, and have been a fan ever since. While I don’t read The Fug Girls’ posts as religiously as […]
The sweet dove is not as innocent as it seems.
Some of the popular perceptions of Barbara Pym, from the selected academic criticism I’ve read, are that she’s fusty and outdated, or that she is very chaste. Apparently, none of these academics read The Sweet Dove Died, because sexuality is a HUGE aspect of this novel of manners. In so many ways. Leonora Eyre is a woman of middle-age (we assume), who decides to attend an antique auction and bid on a book herself, much to the dismay of the highly proper antique owner Humphrey, […]
Problems of retirement, friendship, and loneliness.
I requested pretty much the rest of Barbara Pym’s novels from the library, so I’ll be reading a lot of Pym this next month. Hooray! I find her novel of manners to be biting and clever, peopled by characters who are complex and perplexing. It’s a dream. Quartet in Autumn is darker than normal, but I find it highly interesting and frank in its portrayal of retirement and end-of-life issues. The novel centers on four people (hence, the quartet): Edwin, a Christian man and widower; […]
Beautiful scenery, lots of eye-rolling.
When famous Australian author Colleen McCullough died this year, I was saddened on behalf of her fans. It’s always a grief to lose an author you are fond of. And her obituary was cruel and mean, focusing on appearance instead of accomplishment. So I decided to read The Thorn Birds out of solidarity–for feminism. So it pains me to say that for me, the novel was very much a mixed bag. There are definitely aspects I liked and aspects I did.not.like.at.all. The aspects I did […]
Best. Gay. Squirrel. Porn. EVER.
My parents owned the entire Beatrix Potter collection in a series of wee, precious books that I pored over as a child. My aunt somehow magically found a whole collection of gorgeous Peter Rabbit stuffed animals, which she then doled out to my sister and me over a series of Christmases and birthdays. I have Peter Rabbit, Jemima Puddleduck, and Mr. Jeremy Fisher. My sister owns Benjamin Bunny, Tom Kitten, and Squirrel (she adorably referred to him as Skerl) Nutkin. A few weeks back, CBR […]
Davita is more interesting than her story.
The Chancellor and I have been a bit frustrated with our book club these past few months. So we decided, along with our friend A, that a sub-book club might get us reading faster and more frequently. The Chancellor had April’s pick with Station Eleven, so he decided to pick our sub-book-club-book-club pick, as well (we’ve jokingly referred to the club as “A Book Club for Good Christians,” which is an inside joke). He’s been at me for *years* to read Davita’s Harp by Chaim […]
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