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Jul. 19th, 2005
The Man Booker Prize Winner To Be
Jul. 19th, 2005 02:26 pmI bought a novel today which will win all the literary awards next year. The reason why I know this, despite having not read it yet, is because I read last week a glowing review by Irvine Welsh which came short of licking all the chocolate chips from the author's puckerhole.
I thought at first about buying it as a gift to Sissy Jennifer (it's her birthday on Saturday). So I left the National Theatre during my lunch break and searched for the hardcover copy (£12.99!!) at the newly opened Foyles beneath the Royal Festival Hall. When I saw it, touched it, opened it, sleeked it with my hands... I knew I couldn't part with it! I bought for Jennifer instead Case Histories by Kate Atkinson and a fridge magnet that says "Sometimes I'm Such a Blonde", and which shows a pop-art blonde covering her face with her hands.
I shall write a review of The People's Act of Love when I'm finished with it, natch.
I thought at first about buying it as a gift to Sissy Jennifer (it's her birthday on Saturday). So I left the National Theatre during my lunch break and searched for the hardcover copy (£12.99!!) at the newly opened Foyles beneath the Royal Festival Hall. When I saw it, touched it, opened it, sleeked it with my hands... I knew I couldn't part with it! I bought for Jennifer instead Case Histories by Kate Atkinson and a fridge magnet that says "Sometimes I'm Such a Blonde", and which shows a pop-art blonde covering her face with her hands.
I shall write a review of The People's Act of Love when I'm finished with it, natch.
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Jul. 19th, 2005 02:56 pmI had to read Virginia Woolf's To the Lighthouse for my BA degree (History and Culture of Western Society), years ago. I didn't have time to finish it because of various reasons (school work pile-up, Kevin's entrance into my life, laziness, etc.) I had already read Mrs Dalloway and I thought it wouldn't take much effort to pick up the novel again in the future. Fast forward seven years and I was looking through the fiction section of Maida Vale's library when I came upon a copy. I picked it up, thought about taking it home, then put it back in its place (like millions of times before.) But, one day later, when ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
liadain mentioned she was reading the novel, I thought to myself "I might aswell read it so we can talk about it!"
I devoured the book; it was the perfect companion for the hot Summer days that have descended on London this past week. It was my companion in the Tube, on walks across the city, when I lay on my bed or sat in the TV room. It brought back memories of what was discussed in class (one of my classmates, Gerrard, wrote a paper on Lily's painting in the novel) and it gave me the chance to reacquaint myself with a writer that I've always enjoyed reading.
( Thoughts on Virginia Woolf's To the Lighthouse )
liadain mentioned she was reading the novel, I thought to myself "I might aswell read it so we can talk about it!"I devoured the book; it was the perfect companion for the hot Summer days that have descended on London this past week. It was my companion in the Tube, on walks across the city, when I lay on my bed or sat in the TV room. It brought back memories of what was discussed in class (one of my classmates, Gerrard, wrote a paper on Lily's painting in the novel) and it gave me the chance to reacquaint myself with a writer that I've always enjoyed reading.