There is nothing better than a collection of short stories to get me out of a reading slump. I've recently been having a little bit of trouble focusing on any one book or story, but Neil Gaiman's Smoke and Mirrors contained stories too short for me to possibly loose focus and too interesting for me to bother … Continue reading Smoke and Mirrors
Zong! by M. NourbeSe Philip is unlike any poetry I've ever read before both in content and style. If you are a fan and avid reader of experimental poetry then I recommend going straight to the book rather than reading this as there is no way to write about it without spoiling some of the experience … Continue reading Zong!
I am graduated, no longer in Ireland, and completely partied out after my grandma's 80th birthday party. It is about darn time I finish reading and talk about Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami. I started this book when I was in the thick of my last semester in college and was, perhaps, over ambitious in … Continue reading Kafka On The Shore
Hello world, it’s Emma back again with the book blog! Once again this semester I found myself taking a break from this fabulous corner of the internet to keep myself at slightly more normal levels of insanity. This semester was a little different in that it was my last as an undergrad! As a celebration … Continue reading Dubliners
Over and over I tell myself, “Emma, stop buying books. You’ve no time to read them all and you live a mere three blocks away from a library, no need to stock up in your apartment. Speaking of apartments, do you remember the last time you moved? Was it fun to carry all the books? … Continue reading Old Man’s War
I have been slowly (think glacial) picking my way through Ulysses by James Joyce. In that book every single word, nay, every single syllable, has at least one, if not five, references, meanings, and points. The search for purpose that is required of my reading experience in Ulysses has infected how I read every other book I pick … Continue reading The Underground Railroad
Every once in a while, I’ll accidentally leave the book I’m reading at a friend’s house and pick a new one at random that turns out to be exactly what my readerly heart needed. Such was the case with Shades of Milk and Honey by Mary Robinette Kowal. It’s been a couple of years since … Continue reading Shades of Milk and Honey