We’ve had at least three days of Wind Warning here over the last week — blustery rain-filled days just made for staying inside and reading. I took advantage of a break between marking to read…
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that title, you’ll see, refers to the 7 pictures, presumably worth 1000 words each . . . So it’s three weeks or so since I last wrote here. Thanksgiving weekend, I burrowed my way through…
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It was purely coincidence that the novel I read directly after I read Sebald’s The Emigrants should be Colm Tóibín’s Brooklyn, but the two invite some worthwhile comparison. Although the reasons for the diaspora of…
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I hope to get to a very brief review, soon, of Colm Toibin’s Brooklyn, a wonderfully slow-and-careful examination of em/immigration that compares in some interesting ways with my last book, Sebald’s The Emigrants. Have any…
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When I began this blog, it was primarily intended as a commitment to myself to take time to record and, hopefully, to reflect on my reading rather than simply to chomp through pages that I…
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