I have had a busy time, but now I worry my blog followers will forget that I exist. So maybe I will just show what I have been listening to or reading lately and start writing proper blog later.Fome of those boooks connect to my childhood. And if you are bored by other people talking about books, well, don’t read this. I won’t be offended. … Continue reading Just a note on my reading
I am thinking about languages. Learning a foreign language is an important part of emigration, and my life and my writing are never far from the migration question. Question, not a refugee or migration crisis. I think that emigration and mixing of various populations is a good thing. So, I love and thoroughly recommend the book Open Borders. It’s a comic book, doesn’t take long … Continue reading Is talking in company in a language the other people don’t understand rude if there is a common language you can use? I think it is.
I would like to wish you all a wonderful not stressful holiday. As far as that goes, I am always failing not to stress. No reason, my non religious Christmas are always great. I haven’t finished my new novel yet; I am reading more than writing My new novel will be a reversal of Kafka’s metamorphosis. A wasp who turns into a human. I am … Continue reading A rather bookish Seasons Greetings
There is no news, probably intentional, and I hope he’s recovering. He has a new book called Victory City coming in February 2023. For some reason, I can’t find my old copy of The Satanic Verses that I bought in 1989. I probably lent it to someone. Grrrrrrr. I should be like a librarian and write things down. I will be gradually re-reading his books, … Continue reading No, I haven’t forgotten, September is my Salman Rushdie month.
I am still reading the autobiography of Salman Rushdie. It shows the complex situation about the fatwa, the involvement of other artists and politicians, the impact on Salman Rushdie and his family. it shows people behave well, or badly. Mr Rushdie sounds honest, sensible and level-headed. The arrogance described by journalists before doesn’t seem to be there. The book is impressive, and because it is … Continue reading My all Indian book club joined me in my Salman Rushdie month.
I am reading his autobiography. The cover name comes from Joseph Conrad and Anton Chekhov. The book is written in third person. unusual for an autobiography, but it works. It shows the life in hiding, as if this is not the whole Salman Rushdie, just the Salman Rushdie after ” his fatwa”. It is well written, witty, sad, clever. It also explains all the myths … Continue reading It is still August, but more in my Salman Rushdie month. it will be a couple of days longer.
I have been thinking about my favourite English writing living author. He is fortunately still living despite the horrendous stabbing attack last week. I remember that I wanted to buy The Satanic Verses when I found out about the fatwa. I saw Midnight Children in the local bookstore. I asked if they had any other Salman Rushdie books. The shop assistant was careful. “What did … Continue reading I am having a Salman Rushdie month, will you join me?
I am trying to get a publisher for a Czech translation of my novel. In the meantime, I just thought I will put a summary of my book reviews. Not all of them are good, but, flatteringly, most of them are. Of course, this messy copy and paste is… well, messy. I hope you will forgive me. Visual presentation is not my forte, and I … Continue reading A messy copy and paste of my novel’s reviews.
I have just spent 4 full days at a writing conference. No, more than that. It was Women In Publishing Summit, my second time. There were about 2 or 3 male speakers, otherwise we were all women. Writers, agents, publishers, designers, and all the other publishing industry roles I forgot to mention. Perfectly organised by Alexa Bigwarfe. I am exhausted, but it was worth it. … Continue reading Meeting other writers and women in publishing. What a week!
Being from a landlocked country, I love seashells, even the little ones I can collect on British beaches. So when my friends in Mexico gave me 3 large ones they found on a Yucatan beach, I was very happy. I never realised that a shell could be considered a weapon. At the airport, I had assistance, occasionally my walking is not very good, and I … Continue reading A seashell which will always be special for me
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