What are you fuckers reading now?

We're both going to get in trouble with Fata for talking & eating biscuits in the reading room 🫢

Currently reading The Complete Yachtmaster by Tom Cunliffe
that really is his name and the T is silent
 
I'm going to need to know if you like it.
God knows why but I'm struggling with it, although it's really very good. Maybe it's my mood but normally I'd have whipped through 3 or 4 books whilst I've been reading this.

Love Almondine. 🐾
 
The Secrets of Flowers - Sally Page
Just started as a kindle version so...
I'm only 10% in and I've already guessed the ending. The writing is fair and the wanderings quite fun so I'll humour her.

ETA As a ten minute bedtime read, it was pleasant enough. Lots of focus on flowers, though I can't say it gave me pleasant dreams. Gave me an insight into being an old lady - you either become the gentle Flowers Lady or go down kicking like Fata :rose:
 
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Read this to better understand the new VP.

Also watched the movie version on Netflix. Glenn Close was interesting as Mamaw 👵🏻.
 
Most recent was The Twisted Ones by T. Kingfisher. Creepy. As. Fuck. Excellent as always from her.
 
I'll check it out! You've never recommended me a bad 'un yet.
It's killing me in the best way, and I'm so pissed with myself for putting it off for so long. READ IT.



"Did I get lonely? Of course, but those bouts of loneliness passed quickly, and I could always find comfort in my own company. Alice told me this is a strength that many people don’t have. The need for conformity and for the attention of others can lead to a life of misery. I knew that half the people I taught with were simply going through the motions instead of actually living. So, I allowed them to judge me, and I judged them in return."

"I didn’t know how to put into words, how to make him understand, that the decision had been made for me. Somewhere in the echo of time, the universe had decided that happiness of a certain kind was not to be mine. I would have to find joy elsewhere."

"I’m fifty-six years old and I stay alive because my eighty-seven-year-old mother tells me she can’t watch another child die. If it were up to me, I’d be home in my bed, waiting for the dark."

"Ben never did get back to Nina or Boston. He stayed because of me. I owe debts to so many people, debts I know I’ll never be able to pay, and it weighs on me. People have given me their time, their love, their bodies, their secrets. And I’ve given so little."
 
I’m currently reading a nonfiction book about the Clare nieces of King Edward II of England.
 
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