Saturday, August 18, 2012

Sunday.




Sunday:


1. Baking tarts. 2. Poaching pears. 3. Reading Frankie. 4. French home work. 5. I’m a terrible knitter. 6. The Eyre Affair on Kindle. 7. So many things to do for my legal admission. 8. New parcel in the mail turned out to be an old camera. 9. Canberra was cold and sunny. 


xx doots

Friday, August 17, 2012





I seemed to have had quite a few conversations recently about how these books defined my childhood. Maybe it’s time to revisit them, from the very beginning. 

Friday, August 10, 2012

August 2012 Readings


Reading List August 2012: 


  1. The Eyre Affair - by Jasper Fforde

  2. Lady Chatterley’s Lover - by D.H.Lawrence 

  3. The Rest is Noise - by Alex Ross

  4. Nothing to Envy: Ordinary Lives in North Korea - by Barbara Demick

July had me breezing through Stasiland, which was extraordinary, heartbreaking, intimate. David Lebovitz’s autobiography/cookbook was a delicious relief from the surveillance of East Germany (and thumbs up on the lemon glazed madeleines therein). 


And then came Lady Chatterley. The book that has thwarted me time and time again - still on the agenda for August, still a book that inspires more procrastination than late night reading in bed. 


The Eyre Affair, my attempt to fullfil a book club obligation. 


Alex Ross’s ‘The Rest is Noise’, also left over from July, in keeping with the blogger-author theme for one of my favourite blogs. 


And finally, Nothing to Envy, the Samuel Johnson Award Winner for 2010, curiously these days, I get through non-fiction much faster than fiction. 


2/4 for July. Let’s go one up for August. Happy reading! 


xx doots

Saturday, July 21, 2012

July 2012 Readings


Reading List July 2012: 


  1. Stasiland - by Anna Funder

  2. The Rest is Noise - by Alex Ross

  3. Lady Chatterley’s Lover - by D.H. Lawrence

  4. The Sweet Life in Paris - by David Lebovitz

One classic and three non-fictions. History, music, food and sex.  As always, I am more ambitious than I am productive. 


3 chapters by the end of the night, and on that note: bonne nuit! 


xx doots

6 months.

Stuff I’ve done in the 6 months since returning to Australia: 


  • Moved to a new city 

  • Graduated 

  • Started full time work

  • Restarted learning French 

  • Took salsa classes 

  • Made new friends

  • Started my process to legal admission

  • Cooked-and-read-and-blogged-and-shopped-and-took-photos-and-weekend-trips-to-Sydney-and-Melbourne.

Life has settled down into a cruisy, comfortable, bourgeois pattern. And I find myself wondering “is this what the-rest-of-your-life feels like”? Is this it? 


Don’t let this be “it”.