"This is among the few things that can be said about love with any confidence. It is small enough to be contained within the heart but, pulled in, it would drape the entire world. -Nadeem Aslam, The Wasted Vigil.
It's 1997, we were newly married. Earlier that day, being the ignorant, young fools we were, we showered, changed, doused ourselves with perfume/aftershave, and decided to go on a hike. Needless to say, we had to abandon the hike five minutes in, because all the mosquitoes and black flies in the area, attracted by our perfume, made a meal of us. Now, two decades later, we hike doused in mosquito repellent. It's not completely effective but it does help. As do our thicker hides!
I was tagged by @inbookishfashion for the #midyearbookfreakouttag. . Best Books so far...One Hundred Years of Solitude and The Break by Katherena Vermette
Best sequel you've read...None this year that I recall
Recent releases you haven't read but want to...The Occasional Virgin by Hanan al-Shaykh and Red Birds by Mohammad Hanif.
Most anticipated release for the second half of the year...John Boyne's Ladder to the Sky
Biggest disappointment.. .Sirens of Baghdad by Yasmina Khadra
Biggest surprise...Bone & Bread by Saleema Nawaz
Favourite new author...Hanan al-Shaykh (she is new to me)
A book that made you cry...Birds without Wings by Louis de Bernieres and The Break by Katherena Vermette which just broke me completely
A book that made you smile...The Heart's Invisible Furies which has brilliant dialogue
Most beautiful book you've acquired this year...The Arabian Nights translated by Sir Richard F. Burton, Barnes & Noble 2016 leather bound edition
Favourite book to movie adaptation you saw this year...none
Favourite review you've written...I don't write reviews
Books to read before the end of the year...Lolita, All books related to 1001 Nights
I wrote this while hiking on one of the many trails in the Algonquin. Not sure what brought it on, whether it was the horseflies and mosquitoes feasting on every inch of my flesh, the hiking boot pinching my right foot, or the disgusting way in which my t-shirt was plastered to my back. Perhaps, it was the smell of my own sweat, or maybe, all of those elements combined to make me think of spring doing love things to cherry trees.
Some days, I'd rather be a cherry tree. Cherry trees don't have to wear hiking boots.
Oh, I'm sorry, did I make it sound like I did not enjoy myself? Well, the truth is that I did, and would happily do it over again, but with a lighter backpack and different shoes! And would it be too much ask for, to have someone recite Pablo Neruda's love poems in my ear, while I walk? I promise to bring my Bluetooth headphones next time.
“He had seen - clever, clever boy that he was - that she could not be won by wooing; and he had approached her sidelong, as a friend rather than a lover, meeting her in the woods and telling her stories and making her love him without her noticing.” ― Ken Follett, The Pillars of the Earth
"My mother says that one of the problems in this country is that no one is willing to talk about sex because of the influence of the Catholic Church and she says that she wants me to grow up understanding that a woman's body is something to be cherished, not something to be afraid of." "I wish she'd been my mother," I muttered. "When I'm grown up, I intend to be a very considerate lover," said Johnathan, nodding his head fiercely. -John Boyne, The Heart's Invisible Furies
Sadly, my province's education minister recently announced that the sex-ed curriculum taught to children in the coming school year will be an older version, which does not include consent or same sex relations being acceptable.
Should I send him this book to read?
"Where is the justice of political power if it executes the murderer and jails the plunderer, and then itself marches upon neighboring lands, killing thousands and pillaging the very hills?"
My parents dropped in today, bearing mangoes, and my father took this picture of me reading.
I am into day three of writing out my manuscript in long hand, and it is a slower, more painstaking process than what I anticipated. But it is a great way to edit, because it forces me to reexamine every single word up close. This admission will make me sound like a sentimental fool, and confirm me as the Luddite my teenage son accuses me of being, but there is an intimacy in writing by hand, which simply isn't there while banging away on a keyboard. Of course, this choice will extract its pound of flesh from me, for even if I work for several hours every single day, it will take a few months just to write the entire thing out.
At least, I will have mangoes to sustain me during the process, and warm weather, perfect for running in, to keep me from going completely loony.
Someday, I would like to be able to write as well as John Boyne. It's been awhile since I enjoyed a book as much as I am enjoying The Heart's Invisible Furies. I love the characters, the pace of the book, and most of all, the dialogue.
. "You write novels, don't you?" he asked then.
"That's right," she said. "How did you know that?"
"My father told me. He said he hasn't read any himself because you write mostly about women."
"I do," she admitted.
"Might I ask why?"
"Because the male writers never do. They don't have the talent, you see. Or the wisdom." @john_boyne
Regrann from @book_gobbler - #BookReview: @tehminakhanwrites' Things She Could Never Have. .
The polite ones told us that Allah does not like hijras; the ruder ones simply cursed and abused. There was a time when we were invited to dance at births and weddings, but those invitations we’re becoming scarce. We entertained guests in our home. We sang, danced, and took precautions against AIDS. We managed to fill our stomachs. – Things She Could Never Have
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