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Post by Carl LaFong on Dec 25, 2019 13:16:43 GMT
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Post by petrolino on Dec 25, 2019 15:20:34 GMT
Thanks Carl.
This can be a difficult time for a lot of people. I thank all the people working difficult hours in social care, hospitals and mental health units, those in the emergency services, operating food banks and running homeless shelters, people serving overseas ... this is going to be a particularly rough Christmas, like the last few. Merry Christmas, one and all.
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Post by amyghost on Dec 25, 2019 15:27:05 GMT
The creepy and weirdly original Mrs. Munck by Ella Leffland should have made that list. In fact it could have taken the place of Journal of a Solitude by the wildly over-rated May Sarton; a book-length pity party Sarton threw for herself when she discovered that some reviewers didn't think she was the greatest female poet of the age. Amusingly, Sarton's biographer was to point out that for all Sarton's mooning prose about the need for solitude, she apparently disliked her own company sufficiently that she kept herself surrounded by acolytes and admirers, and seldom managed to tough out being completely on her own for more than a few days at a time. But Laing's The Lonely City surely does belong on that list, and is one of the most unsettling works I've read on the stigmas that attach to 'the lonely people'.
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Post by Carl LaFong on Dec 25, 2019 15:33:43 GMT
The creepy and weirdly original Mrs. Munck by Ella Leffland should have made that list. In fact it could have taken the place of Journal of a Solitude by the wildly over-rated May Sarton; a book-length pity party Sarton threw for herself when she discovered that some reviewers didn't think she was the greatest female poet of the age. Amusingly, Sarton's biographer was to point out that for all Sarton's mooning prose about the need for solitude, she apparently disliked her own company sufficiently that she kept herself surrounded by acolytes and admirers, and seldom managed to tough out being completely on her own for more than a few days at a time. But Laing's The Lonely City surely does belong on that list, and is one of the most unsettling works I've read on the stigmas that attach to 'the lonely people'. That would be a good reply to add to the comments section for the article. you’d have to register first though ... it’s free.
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Post by Carl LaFong on Dec 25, 2019 15:34:26 GMT
Thanks Carl. This can be a difficult time for a lot of people. I thank all the people working difficult hours in social care, hospitals and mental health units, those in the emergency services, operating food banks and running homeless shelters, people serving overseas ... this is going to be a particularly rough Christmas, like the last few. Merry Christmas, one and all. Wise words, dude. Happy Christmas to you and everyone on the Books board.
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Post by petrolino on Dec 25, 2019 15:41:56 GMT
Thanks Carl. This can be a difficult time for a lot of people. I thank all the people working difficult hours in social care, hospitals and mental health units, those in the emergency services, operating food banks and running homeless shelters, people serving overseas ... this is going to be a particularly rough Christmas, like the last few. Merry Christmas, one and all. Wise words, dude. Happy Christmas to you and everyone on the Books board. Happy Christmas bookworms. Hope you all enjoy plenty of great reads in 2020. Hallelujah!
"Hello? My name's Kylie Minogue. I'm calling to see if a book I reserved is in?"
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Post by amyghost on Dec 25, 2019 15:43:04 GMT
The creepy and weirdly original Mrs. Munck by Ella Leffland should have made that list. In fact it could have taken the place of Journal of a Solitude by the wildly over-rated May Sarton; a book-length pity party Sarton threw for herself when she discovered that some reviewers didn't think she was the greatest female poet of the age. Amusingly, Sarton's biographer was to point out that for all Sarton's mooning prose about the need for solitude, she apparently disliked her own company sufficiently that she kept herself surrounded by acolytes and admirers, and seldom managed to tough out being completely on her own for more than a few days at a time. But Laing's The Lonely City surely does belong on that list, and is one of the most unsettling works I've read on the stigmas that attach to 'the lonely people'. That would be a good reply to add to the comments section for the article. you’d have to register first though ... it’s free. Many thanks, Carl! I never even realized til just now that I already had access to their comments section through my Google account (just as well for Guardian readers, who have up until now been spared my prolixities on Trump). Thanks to your sage guidance, I have now put in my bid for Yuletide immortality under the moniker of 'InconstantReader', and expect to be stung to death by a swarm of rage-maddened Sarton groupies before the New Year's festivities are cold in their cradle!
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Post by theravenking on Dec 25, 2019 22:23:18 GMT
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Post by hi224 on Dec 25, 2019 23:24:47 GMT
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Post by Carl LaFong on Dec 25, 2019 23:25:56 GMT
That would be a good reply to add to the comments section for the article. you’d have to register first though ... it’s free. Many thanks, Carl! I never even realized til just now that I already had access to their comments section through my Google account (just as well for Guardian readers, who have up until now been spared my prolixities on Trump). Thanks to your sage guidance, I have now put in my bid for Yuletide immortality under the moniker of 'InconstantReader', and expect to be stung to death by a swarm of rage-maddened Sarton groupies before the New Year's festivities are cold in their cradle! Splendid!
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