Finished Envious Casca by Georgette Heyer. The most enjoyable of her crime novels that I’ve read so far. Particularly waspish and funny. And a genuine moment of shock, insofar as what is pretty cozy crime can shock, as the ‘how’ is revealed.
I’ve been itching to get a new post out on the blog but family and work commitments have kept me very busy for the last week.
Sometimes I have nothing much to say, other times there is lots going on and lots to write but not enough time. It doesn’t really matter either way.
I’m thinking about whether to ditch the Strandlines domain in favour of my name. Strandlines doesn’t really mean anything as such. I’m not sure. I think I’ve got another 18 months or thereabouts to run on it so no hurry.
Have been meaning to post books read here. I keep forgetting.
I listened to Ian McEwan’s Lessons just recently. Bit of a marathon. I don’t think I’d have got through it if I read it. Not that it’s a difficult read, just a lot of it. The broad sweep of one man’s life. Quite effective but it felt a bit like McEwen was trying to fit every event of historical note into it. But a lot of humanity.
I was talking with someone about travel writers today. I was going to mention Jonathan Raban, one of my favourite authors within the genre, but the conversation moved on.
I haven’t thought about him in quite a long time, so it was quite the coincidence, and obviously sad, to see just now that he has died this week at 80.
Passage to Juneau is particularly good. One of those books that stays with you for an age.
Somewhere along the way I stopped using Literal to log my reading. I didn’t look at it that much and it’s a tad clunky.
Going to try doing it here instead. Creating a tag for books will help.