If Jamon Mondo touched me one more time I’d kill him.
I almost wish I hadn’t finish this book. I was on the verge of tossing it around two thirds in, but figured I’d read this far might as well see how it ends. But the final third is actually quite good. Not sure if it is enough to make up for the first part, But now I am a little curious about the next books in the series.
It started off a lovely sunny day here today. Started off, so you can tell it didn’t stay that way. But look at that blue sky around the Spike, that was this morning so it was And as I look … Continue reading →
John McGahern died yesterday. For those who haven’t heard of him, he was an Irish author. Born in Leitrim, he became a teacher. After the publication of his book The Dark he was forced to leave teaching, as the Board … Continue reading →
Two whole days ago I mentioned the fact that there should be more cursing in random instructions. And this stencil graffiti-artist agrees with me Pity that someone tried to deface the work of art :) Linknotes: I told you I … Continue reading →
When I was at college, suffering through a year of shite in order to become a librarian, we were introduced to the world of classification, and language, keywords and descriptors. And how when you describe something you have to be … Continue reading →
Nuair a dhúisigh mé this morning I was so very very tired. So tired that it was the alarm clock that woke me. Normally I wake 5 minutes before the alarm goes off, then turn it off and snooze for … Continue reading →
I listening to an radió and one of those anti-drink driving ads. Now radio adverts have a problem in that they can’t show the horrific scenes that work so well in making people sensible. So instead they have this fella … Continue reading →
Leute, Ruhe bitte! I have an announcement: Today I am mostly in a rambling-non-sense making mood We are unsure of when this will end, but eventually we shall shut-up again. England Prevails This is all Linknotes: like you couldn’t figure … Continue reading →
Slacking off am I? I’ll give you slacking off I’ll make your eyes weep from reading so much. So I will. Or maybe not. I was listening to the radio on my way home from work yesterday, and I heard … Continue reading →
Based on the true story of Grace Marks, an infamous murderer in Canada in the 1840′s, Atwood’s book uses different narrators to tell the story, as well as interspersing the story with extracts from other works. From poems, fiction, newspapers of the time, and other sources. Although this is based on the real story, Atwood has, of course, fictionalised a great deal of the novel.
The two narrators are Grace herself, who tells her story in the first person, past tense, and Simon Jordan, the doctor investigating her claims of insanity or innocence. His parts are told by a third person narrator, and are in the present tense.