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Being a Teenager Can Be Murder… Literally.

I’m home in New Brunswick this week and next. Staying with my mum in her new little home. Mum moved out of the old farmhouse a couple of years ago, and into a much smaller, and more manageable house, but …

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Downstairs, Not Upstairs, Books

 Last week I had lunch with a friend with whom I share a love of Jane Austen, Anita Brookner, mystery novels and all things Mitford. Over our coffee, as we gushed a bit about Downton Abbey… the elegant clothes, the sumptuous settings…, …

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When Well-Loved Books Become Movies, and Mini-Series… Maybe

As I said in my last post, I recently (finally) finished Donna Tartt’s book The Goldfinch. I think she is a wonderful writer. Although I must say there were times when I wished her editors had been a bit more strict with …

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Further Consequences of Reading: The Goldfinch and “Value Added” Books

I’m a bit late on the bandwagon, I know… but I’ve just started reading Donna Tartt’s newest book, The Goldfinch. I was a little hesitant to even begin it, despite all the praise I’ve heard. My experience last fall with Eleanor …

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A Moveable Feast

Paris Dreaming

The view from my window these past three days has varied, to say the least. From brown grass and ice-covered river, to sideways snowfall, to nothing while the freezing rain pelted my window and obscured the view altogether, and finally to a limp, …

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A Mind For Murder: Saying Good-bye to P.D. James

P.D. James died last week, “peacefully at home in Oxford,” at age ninety four. But I’m sure you know this already. She was one of a kind. A seemingly gentle, charming and erudite woman who loved to talk and wonder and …

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Love, Sex, Pain and The Whole Damned Thing… or October Book Club

On a dark and windy (but not stormy) night, just before Halloween, my book club gathered at the beautiful home of one our members, to eat and drink and talk about war. More specifically about books on World War I. …

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Illuminating The Luminaries…

Everyone it seems loved The Lunminaries. Everyone but me.

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Murder, She Writes

I know, I know… I wrote a post on “murder” only a few weeks ago. It must be all this shopping for jeans… frustration, failure, more frustration. I can’t sit still to read a literary novel and so fall back …

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Mitford Madness

As fall approaches and shopping for those perfect autumn sweaters heats up (pun intended) …. I’m not just perusing the pages of glossy fashion mags. I’m also deeply mired in the world of 1930’s English aristocrats, balls and coming out parties, …

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