So I’m here to tell you that turning 60 doesn’t feel much different, although I’m childishly (see? no aged wisdom yet!) feeling rather sorry for myself. Stuck by myself in our Vancouver apartment with a…
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Besidesreading for work, though, I’ve snuck in a few books just for me. Diana Athill’s Instead of a Book: Letters to a Friend might be my favourite of the year so far; admittedly, I was predisposed…
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My friend and neighbour Carol Matthews has folded a lifetime’s worth of wisdom into her slim book, Questions for Ariadne: The Labyrinth and the End of Times. The book is structured as a conversation with…
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I won’t say you can’t possibly understand how I felt when my mother arrived for a three-day stay here without a book to read. But you, of course, weren’t there each afternoon all those decades…
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I’ve already quoted from Diana Athill’s wonderful Somewhere Towards the End on my other blog, where I was talking about drawing and loved her observation on the subject. But she’s quotable on so many other…
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