Tag: 50 books

I bet you thought I’d forgotten about this little project of mine to read 50 books this year. Admittedly, I seem to have fallen behind, what with switching jobs and house hunting and general laziness, but in fact I have not fallen behind on the reading part (at least not

Those of you who have been following my efforts to read 50 books this year, having not seen a post about what I’ve been reading lately, need not worry. ( I know, I know — it has just been eating away at you, hasn’t it?) I have been keeping up

More reading – this week a couple of Canuck classics #11 Vinyl Cafe Diaries by Stuart McLean One of the things that has surprised and delighted me in moving back to Canada is the discovery that society at large has discovered and embraced an old favourite of mine.I can remember

#9 Why Me? by Donald E. WestlakeIs there anything as pleasurable as a midweek day off (especially a Monday?) – sleeping late, getting up to strong coffee, a toasted western, and a Dortmunder novel you haven’t read yet when you have no other plans for the day? I doubt it.

Just a couple of things for your midweek read that I happened across: If Rob Ford’s opponents on council were “two steps to the left of Joseph Stalin” as he claims, they would long ago have had him icepicked to death in Mexico or sent to starve to death in

and I don’t have a goddamn fireplace  to curl up in front of with a  good book while it drizzles outside (Rain? in January? in Canada? Are you shitting me? There ought to be a foot-and-a-half of snow outside by now at least, not this filthy mud.) So I decided

#5 The Sister Brothers by Patrick DeWittNot many reviewers can resist comparing The Sister Brothers to the Cohen Brothers’ version of True Grit and not without reason. The dialogue has the same declamatory feel and both works have their own odd sense of humour. It didn’t win the Governor General’s

As mentioned previously, I’ve embarked on a little project this year to read 50 books. Partly because I found I had started to cut down on my off-line reading late last year and partly just for the hell of it. As with hard-boiled eggs, I figured 50 was a good

My plan for this year is to read at least 50 books – just about one a week, which for me shouldn’t really be a stretch provided I don’t get too bogged down on something long and challenging – so naturally I hope to read lots of challenging material this