Hawksmoor by Peter Ackroyd
A collection of models I spotted reading backstage in London, Paris and New York last month and a good excuse for us to talk about books!
On my kindle I’m half way through The Casual Vacancy, which I’m really enjoying. Nothing’s really happened, but there’s something so immersive about Pagford and the way all the characters fit together that I don’t want it to end. Which is a very J.K. feeling, if nothing else.
I also started listening to the audiobook of Wolf Hall, which I’ve begun and abandoned in paperback and kindle form twice already. Not sure why I can’t seem to get over the 50% mark (because I was quite enjoying it both times), but I hate not finishing a book so I’m giving it another go. Seeing as Bringing Up The Bodies recently won the Man Booker prize, I think I feel a bit left out!
Are you reading anything good? I’m on GoodReads if anyone wants to be book pals / judge my taste (The only books I won’t read are those awful misery memoirs because that just seems so depressing to me. Chick lit, trashy thrillers, fifty shades of porn, age inappropriate vampire novels? Nothing is too awful for me to try once.)
What I Talk About When I Talk About Running by Haruki Murakami
Catching Fire – The Hunger Games #2 (in Dutch) by Suzanne Collins
Front Line Stalingrad by Viktor Nekrasov (in Russian) Respect for reading a novel described as the following at a fashion show – “… set against the background of the grim struggle of the Soviet Union against Nazi Germany among the battered, exhausted, outnumbered Red Army soldiers desperately defending Stalingrad”.
Sveikata galvoje, o ne vaistinėje by Aleksandras Svijašas (in Lithuanian, I think)
Watchmen by Alan Moore, Dave Gibbons and John Higgins.
Shōgun by James Clavell