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indifferent references: on a maddening loop
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The back page - listing things of interest and inspiration. Monday, April 23, 2007. On a maddening loop. Usually books and music inspire me more than films. Perhaps two hours of moving images fill my head to such a degree that there is no space left for independent thought. No soil untended for seeds of questions to take root. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Was an exception to that rule. I entered into an engaging conversation with the characters, scenes and stories. Is memory a loop? The spice o...
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indifferent references: lost within blue
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The back page - listing things of interest and inspiration. Tuesday, March 06, 2007. Lots of things let me down. And many things catch me unawares. Not least books. Often the ones I am most looking forward to disappoint, and those I have avoided as I graze along the shelf delight me when I finally embrace them. This was the case for. And these are just some of the wonders I found within -. Rattling words on the page calling my eyes to dance with them.’. Posted by jem at 12:32 PM. Glad you enjoyed it!
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indifferent references: January 2006
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The back page - listing things of interest and inspiration. Sunday, January 29, 2006. Word of the day. EP-uh-gohn , noun: An inferior imitator, especially of some distinguished writer, artist, musician, or philosopher. Posted by jem at 12:53 PM. Thursday, January 26, 2006. Quotes of the day. I return to problems I can't solve, not because I'm an idiot, but because the real problems can't be solved. The universe is expanding. The more we see, the more we discover there is to see. Posted by jem at 6:15 PM.
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the kingfisher scrapbook: September 2009
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Wednesday, September 02, 2009. Lost in a forest. A strange thing happened with The Quickening Maze. In that the novel has seemed to get better the further away I’ve got from actually reading it. A relatively short book, it tried to pack a great deal into it’s pages, mainly through the multiple character threads we jumped between. This reinforced a sense of confusion, perhaps echoing characters who don’t always have a firm grip on who they are. I especially liked Fould’s emphasis on setting. The dialogue ...
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the kingfisher scrapbook: October 2009
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Tuesday, October 06, 2009. The end is nigh. This year I’ve struggled to find enough time to devote to my Booker experience. I’ve kept up with my reading aims, but not the consequent blogging. And here we are, on the day of the big announcement, and here I am, cracking out a quick post to give me some sense of last minute involvement. You’ll have to take it on trust when I tell you that my shortlist predictions were very accurate this year. I guessed 5 out of 6 of the judges choices. I read The Glass Room.
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the kingfisher scrapbook: a problem shared
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Friday, August 12, 2011. The first two novels I read from this years Booker longlist both dealt with the narrator offering the reader a confession - a tale of their downfall and the part they played in it. In Miller’s Snowdrops. The reader is positioned alongside the ‘you’ that is the narrators fiancé - the one he is confessing all to in the hope that she will still stand by him. We are left to wonder what we would do if we were in her shoes? Even the weather can’t be trusted. Subscribe to: Post Comments...
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the kingfisher scrapbook: August 2011
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Friday, August 12, 2011. Something for the weekend. The relevance of the title doesn’t appear until near the end, whereas Edwards introduces the eponymous cupboard by page 20. From the first pages we are dragged into the story, its past and its present and plenty of suggestions that we will be shown how one becomes the other. This foreshadowing never kills the story though, never spoils what will come. It feels realistic, true to how our thoughts can roam. They are never merely used as colour and flavour.
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the kingfisher scrapbook: August 2009
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Sunday, August 23, 2009. Confessions of a chimp. One of the joys of the Booker Prize list is when I’m introduced to a novel I would not otherwise choose to read - and Me Cheeta. Certainly fits that bill. And a good job I took a chance on it because I was hooked after a just a few pages. I know a fair bit about primates and next to nothing about the Golden Age of Hollywood but neither were a barrier to enjoying this book. At times I had to pinch myself to remember that this was fiction (sort of). Somethin...
