I’m experiencing a bit of a backlog with my reviews. So, forgive me that this comes fairly late in the game. I read this book for a…… Read more “Book Review: Call Me By Your Name”
As many of you may know, I have a strong penchant for feminist fiction – especially, international feminist fiction. Through Kirabo, we have our eyes opened to…… Read more “Book Review: The First Woman”
Though ‘dark’ Vanessa did give me a clue that this book might be a bit sinister. I went into this book completely blind and had absolutely no idea what it was about prior to reading. If anything this enhanced my experience of it and allowed me to come to it with a blank slate.
Firstly, look how bloody beautiful the UK front cover is. I do think front cover designs are improving these days, my purchases based on frontispiece alone has…… Read more “Book Review: How Beautiful We Were”
I originally came to my critique with a feminist pitchfork. And, while female autonomy within a patriarchal society is an important theme, I think this book is principally about antipathy and the friendships that can be found in accepting one another as we are. Friends are the family we choose.
Being the avid Dolly Alderton admirer that I am, I was ecstatic when Net Galley and Penguin gave me this review ecopy, and it didn’t disappoint. Though quite lighthearted this…… Read more “Book Review: Ghosts”
Were it not for my haphazard book club, Lanny would have entirely passed me by – and, oh, what a shame that would have been! Longlisted for the 2019 Man Booker prize, Lanny, is a tale that has bewitched the literary world – and more impressively me – with its ethereal composition. Successor to his 2015 debut, Grief is the Thing with Feathers, Max Porter’s Lanny chronicles the growing chasms between country life and metropolitan mentality
Despite having read many a great thing about Matt Haig (and saved almost every other instagram post of his) over the years, The Midnight Library, was my…… Read more “Book Review: The Midnight Library”
Set initially in 1996 Lagos, this title is told from four siblings’ perspectives; each one expressing their search for agency, love, and meaning in a hypocritical society. This is a tale of postcolonial feminism spanning two decades.
Sometimes when I think about the number of books that I want to read, then consider the actual time that I have to read them, I get a bit overwhelmed by the sheer weight of it. Nevertheless, lucky for you lovely lot, my bookish brain and residual issues around productivity have managed to squeeze in a few books to report this week.