Michael Palin – Python, actor, TV travel writer, novelist - is terribly famous and I have never met him. I’ve seen him on TV and film screens all my life, however, so, like millions of others I have the illusion that I know what he’s like, and thus might be able to have a conversation … Continue reading Don’t take Michael Palin to bed, he’ll keep you up all night
Read a review by me on Vulpes Libris of a novella by the stupendous Brazilian author Zulmira Ribeiro Tavares, all rubies and secrets in the afternoon.
Read a short piece by me in Vulpes Libris in which I witter on with happy bubbles about Rossini's La Cerenentola. (Like I know anything about opera.)
This podcast script was written for a miniseries on Thrillers for Gentlemen. I was looking at the thriller or spy novel that was masculine without being brutal; written about, and possibly also for, men of a certain generation who understood the ethos of the gentleman’s club, and worked within its rules. I’m not saying that way … Continue reading John Buchan’s The Three Hostages
It's here, it's alive. The long argument about the Brontës that Vulpes Libris conducted behind closed doors in a secret boxing ring somewhere in the ethersphere has been posted on Vulpes Libris, and its a zinger. If you'd like a long read about why Moira and I hate and love our respective Brontës, and feel … Continue reading the great Brontë slapdown
I’ve kept a reading diary since 2008. I’ve filled four fat notebooks so far, each taking from eighteen months to two years to fill, with about a page apiece of notes on the books I’ve finished. The entries are mostly about the books I read for pleasure: not the critical reading I do for work, … Continue reading On indexing a reading diary
BookFox Moira and I had a bit of a barney before Christmas in the Vulpes Libris chat space: Charlotte, or Emily? The results of the Brontë slapdown get posted on Friday over at Vulpes Libris. Never have literary sisters squabbled so violently in the wrestling ring.