I haven’t seen this book physically, but by all accounts it is perfectly formed. In it we meet Mary, telling the story of her life after being sent from her father’s far to care for the Vicar’s wife where she learns to read and write. It sounds wonderful.
Oooh, this sounds good! I saw a review on The Book Wheel and now desperately want to read it.
I love anything to do with Russia. At one point I was even able to speak Russian having learned it at school and got a GCSE in it. Yes, I was so good, I could ask my way to the nearest post office anywhere in Moscow. I could also ask a hotel receptionist where the lift was and what time dinner was served. In fact my scholastic linguist experience was very much the same as Eddie Izzard’s take on it (naughty word alert). Unfortunately I left school and didn’t meet another Russian speaker for nearly 15 years, by which time I could only say hello, goodbye and that I had a brother. It makes for limited conversation.
Anyway, I digress. I did visit Russia, in 1988, when the West was just starting to have an influence, on what was the USSR. It was such an eye opening experience for a school girl from Bristol. Everything was so different to my small village upbringing. I saw Red Square, the Kremlin and Lenin. The Russian people I met were lovely, and very patient as I practised my Russian on them. I have very fond memories of that trip and would love to go back to Moscow one day. Consequently I love to read stories set in Russia, and this one looks to be really up my street as it is set in 1986, just around the time that I was experiencing Russia for the first time.
I can only assume that because I have banned myself from buying books until my To Be Read Pile has diminished I am now seeing books I want to read left, right and centre. Indeed, one creeped up on me via a colleague in the office yesterday morning.
So, today’s wishlist item is The Bone Clocks by David Mitchell. I fully admit I may be a bit late to the party on this one. In fact, so late I think the party goers have gone home and the host has cleared up the empties and got the red wine stain out of the carpet.
For some reason this book was always in the back of my mind, but I never made the leap to read it. Then Lorraine from Biblioaddicted suggested it as a book club read, and I realised that I didn’t really know what it was about. A quick Google later and I was sold.
So, it’s on the list I carry with me should I be passing a quality book retailer, but I shall not yield… yet.
But frankly, who am I kidding? It’s Halloween and The Delightful Mr F and I are in the library at the back of the house pretending we aren’t in. That is to say hiding form the trick or treaters. Is there a Halloween equivalent to Bah Humbug? I’m sure we aren’t the only ones doing this. Anyway, to pass the time I have been surfing literary websites and came across this on the Penguin site. Isn’t that a lovely cover?
Here is the write up form Penguin:
“Dating from at least a millennium ago, these are the earliest known Arabic short stories, surviving in a single, ragged manuscript in a library in Istanbul. Some found their way into The Arabian Nights but most have never been read in English before. Tales of the Marvellous and News of the Strange has monsters, lost princes, jewels beyond price, a princess turned into a gazelle, sword-wielding statues and shocking reversals of fortune.”
Well, that’s me sold. I do like the odd monster and a statue armed to the teeth, not to mention a damsel changing into another species. It’s out on the 6th November and I’ve added it to my “wants list”, which is now embarrassingly long.
This week’s Wednesday Wishlist item is the new book by Marcus Sedgwick. The man is such a fantastic writer, heck if he wrote the instruction manual to a gas boiler I would read it. This book is about a blind girl who sets out for New York with her little brother in tow to find out what has happened to her missing Dad. It is bound to be brilliant.
Published by Indigo
I’m not sure whether it is the cold weather, or something I have eaten, but I am getting a very strong urge to read some Dickens. This is particularly odd, as I have tried several times to enjoy a Dicken’s novel and have never managed it. Perhaps now is the time that I am fated to finally understand his genius.
I thought I might try Great Expectations (again), unless you can offer up a better option dear readers?
We are delving into some quite serious reading matter here. Today’s wish list book is Simon Singh’s The Simpsons and Their Mathematical Secrets. I like Simon Singh’s books very much, particularly The Science of Secrecy all about code breaking. He has the great and rare skill of being able to explain complex mathematical problems in a simple and straight forward way. If only he had been around when I was trying to learn Laplace Transforms for my final year control theory exam…
Back to the book. It transpires that The Simpsons is packed full of mathematical in-jokes and these are revealed in this marvellously cheerful Simpsons yellow book.
Published by Bloomsbury