The clock struck half past two. In the little office at the back of Mr McKechnie’s bookshop, Gordon–Gordon Comstock, last member of the Comstock family, aged twenty-nine and rather moth…| This Reading Life
‘Why a book about Orwell’s wife?’ a friend asked. ‘He would have been a great writer no matter who his wife was, right?’ That thought was expressed to me several times…| This Reading Life
The President of the Chamber remained standing until the faint stir caused by his entry subsided. Then he took his seat, saying rather nonchalantly, in a quiet voice: ‘The sitting is open.…| This Reading Life
Jura, April 1947. It was his third day back on the island but the first he had managed to get out of bed. He knew what he had to do: transfer to paper the ceaseless, grinding monologue that had bee…| This Reading Life
“That braw lanky laddie,” the woman in the upper-deck first-class saloon said, squinting and hitching herself forward in her chaise lounge for a better view. Her white summer dress tick…| This Reading Life
It was the man from Records who began it, him all unknowing in his prim, grim way, his above-it-all, oldthink way. He was the one Syme called ‘Old Misery’. Julia by Sandra Newman has be…| This Reading Life
Mr. Jones, of the Manor Farm, had locked the hen-houses for the night, but was too drunk to remember to shut the pop-holes. With the ring of light from his lantern dancing from side to side, he lur…| This Reading Life
What’s On My Mind: Far North Queensland. By the time you are reading this I will be ensconced in our happy place. Mr Books and I both love to travel to new and interesting places, but we also…| This Reading Life
Photo by Kaye Hanson on Unsplash April, where did you go? In a blur of autumn leaves, crisp mornings, chocolate eggs and extra shifts at work another month has hurried by. It looks l…| This Reading Life
My love, we need to talk. I’ve tried and tried to call you from the Tesla’s dashboard phone, but I haven’t had a clear connection in over six years. There’s nothing but a low buzzing in my earpiece…| This Reading Life
