Saturday, March 14, 2020

Nothing is real (David Copperfield, John Lennon)


Wie geht's?

Books bought:

  • Glory Days - from gumboots to platforms (Ian Chapman)
  • A Tale Of Two Cities (Charles Dickens)
  • Kidnapped (Robert Louis Stevenson)
  • Robbers' Roost (Zane Grey)
  • White Butterfly (Walter Mosley)
  • Mojo (Feb. 2020)
  • Beat Instrumental (August 1969)
Books read:
  • David Copperfield (Charles Dickens)
  • Mojo (Feb. 2020)
  • Beat Instrumental (Aug. 1969)
As indicated on my Jewels For The Thirsty blog yesterday, having finished David CopperfieldI'm feeling a little culturally bereft.

Once into the swing of Dickens, his characters come alive and it's like I've been living in 1850, sneaking peeks at David's journals as he writes.

Now that I'm done, I miss them.

Nick Hornby says he struggled reading things for a while after finishing his copy, and I get that. So, my solution is to go bang up to date with the latest Mojo. 


That and an old music magazine from England - Beat Instrumental from 1969. I bought it for the interesting article on the then 20 year old Rory Gallagher. Interesting because, even then, he's holding his battered guitar!

The Beat Instrumental and all of the books bought recently come from the Little Red Book Shop in Hastings, all except for Glory Days - that was a free copy from a stall at one of our favourite coffee shops, in Waipawa.

After that, I'm not sure - I think I'll go for one of the westerns - Zane Grey or Louis L'Amour. That should provide a nice change of pace before I launch into Turgenev's Fathers And Sons.

Love and peace - Wozza

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