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I’m planning on spending this snowy London Sunday polishing off Phoebe Hoban’s Basquiat: A Quick Killing In Art. The fatalistic, self-sabotaging fraction of me – the same small portion that wishes I could be a little more like Californication‘s Hank … Continue reading
I’ve fallen into Mel Kadel‘s world. Sweet. Sinister. Strange.
A friend the other day asked me why I don’t write about books on the blog. Well, I said… While I was writing the novel and studying for my MA, I lost my lifelong love of reading. At the time it was … Continue reading