What I’m reading: Colman by Monica Furlong. Sequel to Wise Child. Picks up right where that one left off. (Juniper was written in between, but takes place before the events of Wise Child.) Enjoying it so far, though I miss the wonderful white house with its herb garden and uncanny cats. Not as much as Juniper does, I daresay. As always, Furlong’s imagery is vivid and compelling: the tor and the hazel tree, the Cave of the Mermaids, the blackened walls of the conquered palace, the weary fields.
What are you reading right now? (All the better to torment myself with when it comes time to choose the next book.)
“Sometimes I think p’raps I’m a bird”: Naturalists in Literature
Tintin, Meet Me in Southern California
Why I Read So Slowly
It’s a book birthday!
This First Day