Five thoughts about The Impossible Fortress by Jason Rekulak –
01. It’s full of glorious eighties details (so beautifully accurate that I’m wondering if it’s a tiny bit autobiographical…?).
We played marathon games of Risk and Monopoly that dragged on for days and always ended with one angry loser flipping the board off the table. We argued about music and movies; we had passionate debates over who would win in a brawl: Rocky Balboa or Freddy Krueger? Bruce Springsteen or Billy Joel? Magnum P.I. or T. J. Hooker or MacGyver?*
It’s not particularly hard to get me to buy a book. I’ve mentioned some triggers here and here. But publishers, if you’re reading, here are some more – Continue reading
It’s time for #6Degrees, and it’s soooo easy to play – join us!
This month’s chain begins with Stieg Larsson’s Nordic thriller, The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo (thanks to Maria Helena for this suggestion). I haven’t read this book and when looking for clues to start my chain, I came across Paul’s review on Goodreads. Paul is possibly my favourite Goodreads reviewer – although our opinions don’t always match, he never fails to make me laugh. And I really laughed when I read his one-star take on The Sense of an Ending by Julian Barnes – Continue reading
I wasn’t going to say anything about George Michael’s sudden passing – thousands of tributes have appeared (from Bananarama, from Spandau Ballet, from Kim Wilde – the list goes on) – what could I add? But then, this blog is my little space to record the stuff I care about and while my memories of George may not be in the same league as ‘sung with him at Wembley‘, they are important to me. Continue reading
01. Saw James Reyne last week at a very dicey venue. Not ashamed to say that we had the BEST night. Continue reading
My husband grew up in a pop-culture vacuum. I’m not quite sure how it happened but while the rest of us were committing the Grease soundtrack to memory and eagerly awaiting the next John Hughes movie, he was doing I-have-no-idea-what. Continue reading
Look at what I’ve just acquired….
In the eighties, much time was spent making mixtapes. If there was a special party, you made a mixtape. If you went on holiday, you made a road-trip mixtape. If you loved someone, you made a mixtape (and gave it to them if you had the guts…).
Sample Saturday is when I wade through the eleventy billion samples I have downloaded on my Kindle. I’m slowly chipping away and deciding whether it’s buy or bye.
Lucky Jim by Kingsley Amis Continue reading