A wet Sunday afternoon. I've finished my latest novel - the one I'm reading. I've NOTHING to read. I slouch through the rooms of our house which are crammed with books. NOTHING. I look on my bookshelf which is dedicated to unread books. NOTHING. By nothing, I mean nothing I feel like reading. Oh dear. I have a biography of Catherine of Aragon. I have a novel set in Australia and one in Turkey, and one translated from the French. I don't want any of these. I want a new Jane Austen. I want a different Dickens. I want a new Barchester Chronicle. I want Barbara Trapido or Jane Gardam. In short, I want comfort reading. I want to be pulled into familiar territory, witty, safe, full of character and plot. I don't want to make an effort or be confronted with past tense or flashback or violence.
Recommendations, please.
"I want to be pulled into familiar territory, witty, safe, full of character and plot. I don't want to make an effort or be confronted with past tense or flashback or violence. "
ReplyDeleteOh dear, can't help you there then, Katharine.
By the way, what happened to the forum in your official website, if I may ask? I miss reading it.