Pierre Lemaitre, The great swindle (Review)

As I was reading Pierre Lemaitre's literary page-turner, The great swindle, I started to wonder about the endings of books, what I look for, what I most appreciate. What I don't look for is neat, happy conclusions. There are exceptions to this of course. Jane Austen, for example, but she was writing at a different time when … Continue reading Pierre Lemaitre, The great swindle (Review)

My literary week (5), or, those reading coincidences

Last time I wrote a My Literary Week post it was because I'd scarcely read that week, but had some literary moments to share. This time it's because I've been reading things which have generated some thoughts that I want to document, but not in long dedicated posts. (I'm feeling lazy). Most have been inspired by those reading … Continue reading My literary week (5), or, those reading coincidences

Anthony Doerr, All the light we cannot see (Review)

Just when you thought that there couldn't possibly be another angle to writing about World War 2, up comes another book that does just that, like, for example, Anthony Doerr's Pulitzer prize-winning All the light we cannot see. I had, of course, heard of it, but it wasn't high on my reading agenda until it was chosen as … Continue reading Anthony Doerr, All the light we cannot see (Review)

Eleanor Limprecht, Long Bay (Review)

One of the things that interests me about historical fiction, of which Eleanor Limprecht's Long Bay is an example, is why the author in question chooses to write his/her story as fiction rather than non-fiction. As I've written before, this is an issue with which Kate Grenville grappled when she wrote The secret river. That book was initially going to … Continue reading Eleanor Limprecht, Long Bay (Review)