Susan’s Bookshelves: Tess of the D’Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy
When the teenaged me first read Tess of the D’Urbervilles she emerged from it fizzing with fury. She wanted to yank hypocritical,...
When the teenaged me first read Tess of the D’Urbervilles she emerged from it fizzing with fury. She wanted to yank hypocritical,...
There was a lot of John Wyndham around at home when I was a child and teenager but I didn’t try it...
I had never heard of Lucia Berlin or her posthumous collection of 43 short stories, A Manual for Cleaning Women until it...
I am a sucker for good detective fiction. It ticks every box for me when I want something not too demanding but...
Readers of my memoir, Please Miss We’re Boys, will know that I have history with Deptford. I taught in a boys’ school...
I remember exactly where I was when I completed my first reading of George Eliot’s magnum opus. I was in a caravan...
Most books remind you of something else and that comparison becomes starting point for your response. Miss Benson’s Beetle by Rachel Joyce ...
My mother was very taken with John Christopher’s The Death of Grass. Fascinated by the idea that a grass-attacking virus could destroy civilisation,...