A writer’s life
Writing burrowed itself into a chamber in my heart, building underwater castles and princesses to live in them, when I was around seven years…
On Scandinavian literature
The darkness looming over the Scandinavian Countries has crossed the sea and reached Great Britain and the US. With shows such as…
When you expect to love being bored
Something I try to stay away from as an author are cliches. You know, those phrases and plot "twists" and character traits…
Sophie Blackall at the Brooklyn Public Library
Like any nosy New Yorker, I first encountered Sophie Blackall on the subway. I most often ride the F line, and found…
Why reading is social rather than solitary
Although reading is termed solitary, some of my best times on holiday have been when we've been sitting beside each other, each…
The worst job in the world
When Barack Obama was elected US President in 2008 “The Onion” ran the headline “black man given nation’s worst job”. Much as I found…
The reflection of read things
The enthralling The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy (1997) is what I’ll be musing about. I read the novel earlier…
No internet. No phone. One month.
OK, I’m off! Bags are packed, tickets printed, taxi is booked for four thirty tomorrow morning, and several alarms have been set.…
The Murder of Halland by Pia Juul
The book begins with a murder. Soon detectives are on the scene, and the victim’s life is being unravelled piece by piece,…