Showing posts with label Books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Books. Show all posts

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Third visit to Cromford and Scarthin books

This time, we took Helen Lisette with us to Cromford and Scarthin. Another gloriously sunny day in the Derbyshire dales and Mill country, and it didn't cost her to join us (as the train fare was just £16.05 for the three of us on a group ticket). Huzzah!

Once again, we were warmly welcomed and granted lots of 'good customer' vouchers for our expenditure!

Here is a video about Scarthin which shows some of its charms.



I'll add the list of acquisitions to this post shortly!

Book acquisitions
  • Bakelite Radios: The Collector's Guide to the Style and Beauty of the Bakelite Radio
  • Collins Gem Guide to Architecture
  • Shoes by Linda O'Keeffe
  • Paradoxical Undressing by Kristin Hersh (memoir)
  • Stop What You're Doing and Read This! (essays) - a taster essay by Michael Rosen was published in the Guardian and broadcast on Radio 4
  • The Library Book (essays)
  • How to Live Safely in a Science Fictional Universe by Charles Yu (fiction)
  • A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness (based on an original idea by Siobhan Dowd) (fiction)
  • The Knife of Never Letting Go: Volume One of 'Chaos Walking' Trilogy by Patrick Ness (fiction)
  • What are the Seven Wonders of the World? And Other Great Cultural Lists
  • The Weird Sisters by Eleanor Brown (fiction)
I devoured the beauty of the book on Shoes in a single sitting. Mmmm: shoes.... I've also just realised where I knew the name of Patrick Ness: several years ago I borrowed The Crash of Hennington, a book about a town invaded by rhinos - it was odd and rather wonderful. I'm looking forward to reading the two books by him even more now.

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Random book finds: 10p purchases


Love on the dole by Walter Greenwood. Priced to suit the unemployed. 10p secondhand.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

US viewers - look out for 'The Mystery of Edwin Drood' on Masterpiece schedule of PBS



This week the UK got to see 'The Mystery of Edwin Drood', the latest of - incredibly - many versions of Dicken's unfinished novel.

The adaptation by Gwyneth Hughes was utterly suitably melodramatic, but it was also spectacularly entertaining. With a great cast it shone in virtually every respect but Matthew Rhys as John Jasper was stunningly tormented and yet not entirely hateable. A resolute air of grace also shone through Amber Rose Revah's performance as Helena Landless (see what Dickens did there with the orphan's surname? never one to pass up a naming opportunity was old Charlie boy).

And both the magnificent Ron Cook as Durdles and Alfie Davis as Deputy added the required dose of Dicken's humour.

Additionally, it looked wonderful - the cinematography (telephotography?) was beautiful, and the settings were used to great effect.

The narrative itself has all kinds of problems, as befitting its status as an unfinished work: finding a satisfactory solution to the myriad balls left metaphorically in the air by the author will always leave some unsatisfied, but Dickens himself was prone to bodged conclusions and abandoned subplots, so it seems churlish to moan at Hughes' efforts when dramatically as a piece of television these performances proved so entrancing and satisfying.

The USA, thanks to the wonders of PBS Masterpiece schedule, will get to see Drood - and the Xmas Great Expectations - over Easter (April).

Enjoy people: Drood is a treat.

Sunday, January 01, 2012

Books ahoy!

It's been a reading kind of a weekend - I've devoured my way through Madeleine L'Engle's excellent "A Wrinkle in Time" (every bit as good as I recalled it from childhood), Oliver Pötzsch's very atmospheric "The Hangman's Daughter" (set in the mid 17th century in Germany) and am now reading Cloud's recommended "Temporary Perfections" by Gianrico Carofiglio.

All excellent stuff.

All this and interspersed with seeing in the New Year by watching Bellowhead's most recent live DVD of 'Hedonism'.

Lovely.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

LibraryThing - an addiction


I frequently forget (temporarily, sometimes permanently) my passwords for online accounts. Hey: there are a lot to recall.

Hence there is also a rullsenberg account on LibraryThing from when I couldn't recall my darn password.

Anyway: lately I have been trying to make RullsenbergLisa's LibraryThing more representative of the Rullsenberg and Roberts household of books. (See sidebar). It's proving both complex and addictive. I keep realising how many I STILL have to add, what absolute gems we own, and getting increasingly frustrated at Neil's more laid-back approach to book storage ("it's in my room somewhere").

Me: I try to keep all books of the same sort together. Fiction along with plays, scripts, and Shakespeare-related stuff (the programmes etc are on another shelf as we have too many to accommodate). Audiobooks on CD. Poetry. Biographies. America-related (mostly history and politics). Art history has several locations - feminist and women's art history; art catalogues; architecture... Doctor Who stuff. Buffy stuff (mostly). Music stuff. Books about books and writing. Literary criticism and history. Essays. Books about auto/biographies. Religion. Graphic novels. Film and TV related. Gender and sexuality. Books about or related to Surrealism and Peggy Guggenheim.

It goes on.

We love books....

Bookbag rules to consider

I LOVE these recommendations/rules on what you can carry in a MPH book-bag.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

A day out in Cromford - Scarthin Books and more

We had a fab day out yesterday: we got the bus to Nottingham and then (making a detour via Page 45 --- more Buffy comics! a new volume of The Unwritten!) headed to the train station where I picked up the latest Doctor Who Magazine with its extensive tribute to the glorious and much missed Lis Sladen.

We get the train to Matlock, though we're getting off a little earlier at the lovely village of Cromford. It is a glorious bright and sunny autumn day. Perfect for a day out.

The train starts at Nottingham and stops at:
  • Beeston
  • Attenborough
  • Long Eaton
  • Derby
  • Duffield (or 'Duffield International' as the guard as we travelled out called it)
  • Belper (or 'The People's Democratic Republic of Belper' as the guard coming home called it)
  • Ambergate
  • Whatstandwell (surely a contender for the award of best name for a village EVER)
  • Cromford
Just to prove I'm not making Whatstandwell up as a place-name, here is the railway sign from the station.



The next two stops are Matlock Bath and Matlock - deep in the Derbyshire Dales. Another visit perhaps...

We stop at Cromford and exit at the newly refurbished station.


We walk down into the village and firstly head to Arkwright's Mill. The Arkwright family are central not only to Cromford but also to the wider history of the Industrial Revolution. The Arkwright Society is doing great work in putting the site and its buildings to good use, and they have a long-term strategic plan to maintain, develop and improve the site so that future visitors can see this important location in the history of industrialisation.




At Arkwright's Mill, we enjoy visiting a number of excellent craft shops, especially Arum Lillie. Really beautiful print designs, textiles, and pewterwear, amongst other goodies. We'll be visiting them again!

But the main reason we were heading to Cromford was for...




Crikey, this is a brilliant rabbit-warren of a bookshop. And even better it has its own hide-away cafe with the most incredible food served. We had a couple of ploughman's lunches - Neil had Stilton cheese (a MASSIVE honk!) and I had mushroom pate (four very good-sized portions of the delicious stuff). It's vegetarian/organic and proper lovely.


The store (according to its website and reported in the Guardian's recent listing of Scarthin as one of the top UK independent booksellers) holds approximately 5000+ antiquarian texts, 50,000+ second-hand works (many piled high against the walls and stairwells I can report!) and 40,000+ NEW books. It is a trove of non-specialist gems, but I'd particularly recommend their children's book room which is delightful.

Inevitably, we came home laden with new goodies and we're already making headway through these. We eat books for breakfast! For knowledge! For pleasure and for all the other human emotions that books can stir and communicate to us.

We can't help it. We just love books.

And here are the two of us - me all wrapped up (in the scarf/shawl I knitted last year, and Neil in a t-shirt he got from San Francisco which we thought apt for book-shopping.


Sunday, October 16, 2011

Ransom Riggs: Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children

If you have seen the cover of this book you will probably have been tempted to pick it up.


If not: what the hell is wrong with you?

Anyway: we picked up Ransom Rigg's debut novel Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children in San Francisco and I have to say I've been itching to read it since then. Today I finally settled down to it and devoured the whole thing in the afternoon. I'm almost certainly going to read it again as there is much to be gained from a re-read (I kept skipping back to re-read sections even as I read it - not because I was confused but because I loved the way that things had been conveyed - the choice of phrasing, the imagery created...)

Amongst its many pleasures are those granted by the inclusion of several photographs to 'illustrate' the narrative. They are wonderful finds and add an extra whoosh of disconcerted meaning to the tale and its characters. To say I was left wanting more, MUCH more, would be an understatement.

I don't want to say too much about the plot - there's a grandson and a grandfather and some very peculiar children and beyond that would spoil the thrill of its development. However, what I can say is that it is resolutely and almost certainly NOT the sort of story you think it is going to be and it subtly shifts gears on several occasions, making you think 'how did I not see that?'

It is magical, mysterious, heartening, thrilling and adventurous. I'd recommend it to young adults, but with its use of history I'd also anticipate some (much) older readers to fall for its many charms.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Belated Lowdham review - Jasper Fforde

Can I just say: Jasper Fforde - excellent and hilarious writer... and just a little bit hot. And I don't just mean in a 'blimey-it-was-30-degrees-on-Saturday' kinda hot (though it was). The picture doesn't do justice but he a rather ruggedly handsome man (how he is as prolific as he is whilst having a young/growing family is testament as ever to an incredibly understanding wife, and the honed skills of writing he learnt through 10 years of writings and NOT being published).


Fforde was in conversation with crime writer Stephen Booth (SB's a pleasant guy, but projecting your voice in a hot festival tent when trying to direct a conversation IS a difficult task). Fforde however is probably the sort of person who just needs a 'go' and he can engagingly talk anyway.

Nevertheless, there was an entertaining thrust to the discussion - not least as Lowdham inevitably attracts general interest visitors for its final Saturday events as well as 'chums' (Fforde's preference to the more dismissive term 'fans'). Of the audience perhaps a good third acknowledged not having read any of Fforde's work: I'd hope many went on to buy, read and enjoy some afterwards but there was a predictable degree of confused attempts to explain the real/fiction/bookworld narratives of Fforde's work! A dodo called Pickwick who goes 'plock'?! I'm sure it will make sense when they get into the stories... (and that's all before you get into the madness that is the Fforde Fiesta - the annual get together of Fforde chums in Swindon, home town to our literary detective heroine Thursday Next. Still there are fun pictures of Fforde at the Fiestas, including here).

Fforde originally worked in the film industry (incredibly, NOT in front of the camera, but behind it as a focus puller). He described the work as not much good for inspiring writing but good for carpet fitting. Most entertainingly, he explained how he would be responsible for making sure that Sean Connery didn't look like a bath sponge. Fforde can make the potentially most mundane of discussions and anecdotes sound engaging and although I'm sure he must do tons of these events he was utterly charming. It was also nice to hear his resistance to the idea of a film version of his books (instead recommending 'read the book and get your own interpretation of it", rather than in film where inevitably you get someone ELSE'S interpretation of the text). It was interesting to hear about the extra commas that US editions seem to demand. And we even got into a philosophical debate about the naming of names ("the name Jasper might actually be 'David'...")

Overall it was a real treat to hear him talking, and to meet him afterwards to get a book signed. I was put onto The Eyre Affair some years ago and have devoured his output regularly ever since (and re-reading too). What I hadn't picked up was Shades of Grey - to which I treated myself on arrival to get signed. Nice. And I read it within the weekend, being knocked out by its inventiveness and utterly gripping narrative and characters. Definitely looking forward to reading more of that series.

I know there is also a Thursday Next out (in hardback only at the mo, natch) but that will also be on my reading list as soon as it hits paperback. And I may just pick up the DragonSlayer book - first volume 'The Last DragonSlayer' - on the pretext we're getting it for James (nephew) who likes dragon themed books....

All in all a lovely weekend - and Lowdham was made extra special by having the company of Caroline and one of her daughters and her mum (the three generations of 'Anya' as they became known)

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Thinking ahead - things I have to do over the coming month

Book review - I've got a book to review "Buzz: The Life and Art of Busby Berkeley" by Jeffrey Spivak and a BAAS conference paper to write about the graphic novel and film "The Surrogates" (the graphic novel is by Robert Venditti and Brett Weldele and spawned a prequel "Flesh and Bone"; the film version "Surrogates" starred Bruce Willis and his usual array of wig-ness).

This is mostly a post to encourage me to get both done --- I'll keep you posted on meeting my deadlines for each!

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Reading matters: Edward Marston's Railway Detective series

I spotted copies of these books over at our friends some months ago: I couldn't help but be intrigued since I am a bit of train fan (not to the extent that I'm a gricer but you can't help but be charmed by a steam train, or old fashioned trains generally).

So I bought copies of the first couple of Edward Marston novels about Inspector Robert Colbeck, The Railway Detective and The Excursion Train. There are now SEVEN books in the series and I'm on the fourth Robert Colbeck drama.

They're full of period detail, plenty of nerdy information about trains, and have some smart plotting as well. Great characters too. Highly recommended.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

In Praise of ... "The City of Dreaming Books" by Walter Moers

The City of Dreaming Books was a present from the lovely Caroline last year - and it is such a good book that I am planning to read it again soon.

Reviews are pretty effusive - ErgoFiction's review is typical - and well they might be, since this a book that offers much delight to anyone interested in books, and books about books and reading and writing.

You would have to be nuts to only see this as a book for young people as it is so clever and visually interesting (alongside being very entertainingly written).

Highly recommended!

Sunday, January 02, 2011

Things I am looking forward to in 2011 (1): South Riding

How could I not be looking forward to South Riding? As I noted back when the first coverage came out it was onto a winner for me.

An adaptation of a heart-tearing book (I've blubbed every time I've read the darn thing) AND thanks to it starring not just David Morrissey AND [be still my beating heart] Douglas Henshall but also the divine Anna Maxwell-Martin I am sure to be able to persuade lovely Neil to watch it as well. Heck, Neil watched Single Father with me so I am sure he can cope with this.

I'm even tempted to buy a new copy of the book just for the sight of the new book cover.

Books to finish reading in 2011

I started two books in 2010 that didn't get finished reading:

Rief Larson - Selected Works of TS Spivet

Mary Lovell - The Mitford Girls

I don't really know why either of these didn't make it to completion: the Spivet books is a visual treat and has a wonderfully strange narrative (I think it got lost under the bed for a while when I ran out of energy for reading in bed at night). Similarly, what is not to love about reading about the Mitford sisters?! A family whose biography must surely be in the televisual works for when Debo finally passes from this mortal coil - especially given the current passion for all things Downton/Upstairs etc... I have started this Mitford book twice, though the second attempt was only JUST before new year's eve so that maybe doesn't count.

Still: definitely two to make it through this year.

Monday, October 25, 2010

In praise of... The Night Bookmobile by Audrey Niffenegger



Famed and appreciated for the heartbreaking novel 'The Time Traveller's Wife' (and less for the not as satisfying film version made from it), I nevertheless think that 'The Night Bookmobile' by Audrey Niffenegger is possibly my favourite of her works.

Originally published in the Guardian Review, it tells a magical and moving tale about reading and life and living and death.

Everything you could want really.

Thanks to coverage on the World Service, I've now discovered this gem has finally been published (thanks for nothing the rest of you!).

So you can now buy the shiny visual treasure that is The Night Bookmobile.

Truly a thing of great beauty: and worth getting hold of from somewhere like Gosh!

Thursday, August 05, 2010

Dance Your Way to Psychic Sex by Alice Turing

Dance Your Way to Psychic Sex by Alice Turing - this going to be great.

I've ordered my copy: go on, order yours!

Some of us already know what a great and witty and insightful writer this author is: I can't wait to read this book!

Monday, August 02, 2010

'Tis the season to be tidying...

Never mind spring clean: how about summer clean.

And summer tidying.

And most especially summer clearing.

Norm talks through his experiences of working through 'stuff'. We spent most of yesterday doing similar.

There must be something in the summer air.

We managed to empty and move ONE book case/shelf unit yesterday. I had hoped to moved three. This may have been optimistic but even so. I felt like I spent the whole day move and throwing stuff out (including innumerable accumulated photocopied/printed articles from over the years of academic study/research). And STILL it didn't look like we'd done anything.

Why do we seem more inclined to do this during the summer?

Ah, I know what it is: the impending autumn term. Once we hit September, it's eyes down til Xmas with nary a chance to catch breath.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Rolling my eyes at the "I write like..." meme

Okay: first up I put in the review I wrote for Maureen Carter's "Death Line".

Turns out I write like Edgar Allan Poe.

Then I put in my review for the recent Doctor Who season finale.

Turns out I write like David Foster Wallace.

Then I tried my review for 'The Silence'.

Seems I'm H.P. Lovecraft.

I tried my piece on reading and not reading.

I'm actually Cory Doctorow.

If I put in the Big Session 2010 review...

I'm back to being H.P. Lovecraft again.

So here's the thing:

How many famous authors is it actually drawing on to be able to 'define' writing styles? There is a nice critique at Tea Berry-Blue which neatly quizzes the 'analyzer' with extracts from a variety of authors - including a range of female writers.

Who'd have thought? Turns out they mostly write like white male authors.

An interesting exercise, but perhaps not one to take too seriously.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

On reading - and not reading

Thanks to Norm I got directed to Karen over at Cornflower books, pondering a life without reading. I think Norm's thoughts - that it would be about missing the ability to enter other worlds, ways of thinking, is very true but I wanted to add my own thoughts on this.

Short term, I would manage by revisualising and recalling favourite quotes, passages and the pure texture of books (I love the hard copy and as much as I love my iPod I wouldn't want to feel I hadn't got the physical object of anything - too tactile I guess).

But long-term loss of reading: that's a harder one to envisage managing. I would miss the sight of book spines, the pleasure in taking one down, browsing, scanning, remembering where I first read it, when I bought it and why (or, if a gift, who bought it for me). The physical object of the book, turning of pages, the shape and size of fonts and layouts, all of these things mean something to me -- and that's before we get to the actual content: the words, the narrative on the page.

I'd be devastated to not have words in my life: would I manage if there were other means of 'reading' available? Audiobooks, text-readers? I don't know - maybe. But I would still miss my interaction with the written word.

Friday, April 23, 2010

On reading books (inspired by Norm)

Norm has an interesting post about his own personal approach to book reading, taking as his leaping off point the comments of a couple of writers on their own approaches to writing/rewriting.

Norm writes:
For my own part, nothing on earth would succeed in sending me back to a book I'd written some while ago, to amend, rewrite, add and excise. Of course, Elizabeth is talking about a novel - not the kind of writing I've ever done, I'm sorry to say. But how unsettling it would be to have to think oneself back into a whole set of questions, assumptions, arguments; to correct and improve, but at the same time preserve what's there in its general shape. Too hard. I prefer to move on to something different.
For those who do write 'non-fiction', the situation can be more problematic than perhaps Norm's example suggest. For the academic scholar, especially those doing PhDs and moving into academic publishing, there may be considerable need for and expectation of rewriting. This is not least because a PhD can very rarely be easily turned into a book because they are so often written for such very different audiences.

Although Norm was using the example of Elizabeth Baines revising her earlier published first novel for a new edition (an act that to me suggests a new text completely is being produced, albeit under the same name*), the 'rewriting' (and re-evaluation) process that Norm describes as being "so hard" is - perhaps unwittingly - happening anyway in his work. Certainly it is common in academia to take an article and expand/amend it into a book chapter, or vice versa. Maybe Norm has never done this, but this may make him fairly unique in academic writing.

For authors, especially non-fiction authors are frequently 'rewriting'. But this happens in the sense that authors will frequently write on variations of a series of connected ideas and issues. After all, they usually have gathered some level of expertise on a subject, even if they are veritable polymaths. Thus, taken as a collective whole, one could argue that Norm himself has across his various publications rewritten, refined, corrected and improved, and questioned his assumptions as he comes unfresh to each piece of writing. Because writing is a cumulative experience, one where we never write 'fresh' but from everything we have written and read prior to that seemingly 'new' publication.

Interestingly, these processes of re-writing that Norm so fiercely rejects I think find an echo in his resistance towards narratives that do not clearly and quickly set our their stall.

Possibly this derives from Norm's strong engagement with academic writing, where the sort of clarity required for following an argument is necessary. Perhaps building on his sense of not revisiting the writing process for his own works there is also a sense of completion and certainty in narrative that has transferred into his reading of fiction.

Of course, ultimately there are as many ways of reading and writing, of approaching what we want from a narrative and producing narrative structures, as there are writers and readers.

And possibly that is as it should be.

* the issue of 'new editions' of fiction always puzzles me especially where these texts are changed. I can understand publishing a manuscript/first version of a text. Perhaps what Baines is trying to capture is more of a 'Director's Cut' version, as used so often in movies, where things that got lost in the editorial process are restored. But this further raises questions about whether these changes should ever be restored. And does it remder it the same text as it was, or a different text entirely.