“He was the great love of her life you know.''Oh, dulling,' said my mother, sadly, 'One always thinks that. Every, every time.”― Nancy Mitford, The Pursuit of Love I put 'Love in a Cold Climate' on my #theclassicsclub list and I thought writing a review for the first book will refresh my memory of the plot and... Continue Reading →
Review: Our Spoons Came from Woolworths by Barbara Comyns
I told Helen my stories and she went home and cried Reading this first line at a bookstore instantly made me rush to the cashier to pay. I wanted to sit and do nothing but found out what had happened to the narrator. Sophia is a twenty-one and naive artist living in England in the... Continue Reading →