so-soOk. It had a lot of information I didn‘t know, that i did find interesting. He‘s thorough on facts, but he‘s soft on that kind of look-back analysis. And the writing is just poor.
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so-soOk. It had a lot of information I didn‘t know, that i did find interesting. He‘s thorough on facts, but he‘s soft on that kind of look-back analysis. And the writing is just poor.
A fascinating biography on one of the most talented and sometimes overlooked southern writers. Quickly fading physical health took its toll way too early.
The artist Vanessa Bell is Virginia Woolf‘s sister. This is a companion catalogue to an exhibition running at MK Gallery (Milton Keynes, UK). The first time I saw Vanessa Bell‘s art I was struck by her style and how her art is painting, crafts and interior decorating. I love how this catalogue shows this. I would have liked more depth in the writing but the images of Bell‘s art make up for it. ⭐⭐⭐⭐
#2024reads #VirginiaBloomsberries #art
Starting a biography today. Alice B. Sheldon wrote science fiction under the pseudonym James Tiptree Jr., something only revealed very late in her life, and as Triptree is regarded as one of the luminaries of speculative fiction alongside Le Guin and Philip K. Dick. I came across her name during a cemetery walk and the brief description of her life was enough to tell me I wanted to know more. So here goes…
@Cuilin If only I could sit under this tree, I would love to be buried in its leaves. 🍁 🍃 #Litsolace
I‘ve been listening to this. It‘s an example of awkward writing mixed with seemingly excellent information. The writing is about as finessed as the audio cover image - an audiobook produced by the author. Despite all that, I‘m getting good stuff out of this so far.
Recent birthday acquisitions:
📖 Thomas Hardy: The Guarded Life by Ralph Pite
📖 The Poetical Works of John Keats
#UniteAgainstBookBans and #LetUtahRead
p. 78: '[Hardy] could no longer believe, but he cherished the memory of belief, and especially the centrality and beauty of Christian ritual in country life, and what it had meant to earlier generations and still meant to some.'
p. 63: '[Hardy] went several times to hear Dickens read... and to hear John Stuart Mill speak on the hustings, and to the House of Commons to listen to Lord Palmerston. When Palmerston died, he got tickets for the funeral in Westminster Abbey, very conscious of the fact that the great man had stood in the House with Pitt, Fox, Sheridan and Burke. It was the personal link always that stirred Hardy's interest in history.'
p. xxii-xxiii: 'Hardy was a writer who made many of his best efforts out of incidents and stories he had collected and put aside, sights stored up, feelings he had kept to himself, anger he had not shown to the world. [As a poet] he is like an archeologist uncovering objects that have not been seen for many decades, bringing them into the light, examining them, some small pieces, some curious bones and broken bits, and some shining treasures.' ⬇️
