First, maybe don’t even bother reading this review. Just go get the book somehow. Borrow it. Buy it. Get on your Kindle. Steal it. No, don’t steal it. Get the book legally. Then read it. More people need to read this. I can’t believe it’s not more popular than it is. No, wait. Scratch that. I can believe it. I can believe it because this book isn’t one that lets you get away with your shit. It confronts you, makes you uncomfortable, and asks you […]
Faith is cranky, beautiful, and absolutely profane.
When I read Rachel Held Evans’ most excellent Searching for Sunday, I noticed a few names that came up in the conversation regarding church, spirituality, and grace. One was Nadia Bolz-Weber’s. My friend A mentioned a curiosity to read Pastrix after a recommendation from one of her friends in her systematic theology MA program. I like un-orthodox Christians, and Bolz-Weber sounded like one of those. Pastrix is subtitled The Cranky, Beautiful Faith of a Sinner and Saint, and with her enormous tattoos, Bolz-Weber seems like […]
I can’t stop thinking the title of this book is also a reference to penises.
I love Lord John Grey. I kind of want to be best friends with him. Or, at least take him out for drinks and commiserate about how he has absolute shit luck with romance. He seems okay with his life, but I just feel so bad for him, like, all the time. Lord John and the Brotherhood of the Blade is the second novel in the Lord John spin-off series which takes place during the twenty year timespan of Voyager. You don’t need to have […]
The Spell–marking love and despair.
Alan Hollinghurst is one of the authors who featured in my dissertation, so I’ve been trying to work my way through all his novels. The Line of Beauty was the text in my second chapter, then I read The Stranger’s Child and The Swimming-Pool Library in summer 2012. I read The Folding Star last year for CBR6, and was not a super huge fan of it. The Spell is the last of Hollinghurst’s books I hadn’t read, so I decided to “collect” another author. You […]
A good novel that I really wanted to be great.
I’m a bit behind in my reviews. Between drama with my car (as in: the engine was shot after a mere four months, and now The Chancellor and I had to scrounge for a new one), and preparation for my dissertation defense in about 2 and a half weeks now, life’s been a little too crazy to blog about books. Thankfully, I’m reading up a storm, regardless. The details may be a little bit fuzzy, but I’m going to try my very best. That’s why […]
A gay fantasia, indeed.
Two or three years ago, The Chancellor showed me the HBO film Angels in America, and I was intrigued, saddened, and deeply moved all at once. And then PBS aired a special of the UK’s National Theatre performances, which included a scene of Dominic Cooper and Andrew Scott (Moriarty!) performing a scene from the play. The special made me really curious about all the contemporary American and British plays out there–we’ve all read Tennessee Williams and Eugene O’Neill and Tom Stoppard, so I thought it […]