Tuesday, November 21, 2017

Lie to me, say that you need me, that's what I wanna hear (Lene Marlin)


With the end of the school year fast approaching you'd think I'd have more time for reading (High-Rise by J G Ballard) but actually it gets more manic at this time of the year and the reading has slowed down.


Snatches of quiet time are the norm of late. Nothing much sustained. Not good.


For me, reading is meditation time. I can slow my thinking and relax my body. School is the opposite of that - fast thinking, fast movement.



Doesn't help that High-Rise is a rather one-dimensional Lord Of The Flies in a high-rise apartment block dystopian yarn. Although it's written well, I don't have any emotional attachment with any of its characters.


It was made into a film, but I can't find it on Netfix or elsewhere - although, true, I haven't tried especially hard to find it.


Already I'm looking forward to the next book - whatever that may be.


Love and peace - Wozza

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