The only reading obsession I recall was Frank Yerby's works through high school and shortly after. I had every paperback, and kept my favorite, The Golden Hawk. It was all about love and adventure! Still gets to me.
I'm not familiar with this author so I looked him up and was interested learn that he was the first African American to sell more than a million copies of a book and the first to have a book purchased for screen adaption. His life story is fascinating. Thanks for sharing.
(Cont). I’m over here at Adelaide Writers Week , and in two sessions I’ve really enjoyed , both authors speak about how interesting are the lives of “ordinary “ people and that they are the inspiration & basis of their stories. Just saying…enjoying your stories 😊. One was Niall Williams ‘Time of the Child’ , and the other Deborah Callaghan (with her first novel) ‘The Little Clothes’
Hi Christine and thanks for taking the time to comment. Being a writer is weird. You send all sorts of information about yourself out into the world and cross your fingers that it resonates with someone, so it's lovely to get feedback and know that people are actually reading (and maybe even enjoying) your words.
I haven't read Time of the Child yet, but I understand it's lovely. I'm a sucker for Irish authors. I haven't heard of the other book, so will look it up. I'm a little envious of you being at the writer's festival, but I'm hoping to catch some sessions on the radio. Enjoy yourself and say hi to the rest of the gang. xx
Your adventures in books and in London make for an entertaining read, Marg. I don’t have a detailed recall of what I was reading at specific ages—except perhaps in childhood and a few standouts in college. Some I’d like to read again, like Doris Lessing’s The Golden Notebook, which I read in my 20s and felt changed my life at a time when I was just discovering feminism.
I was just thinking about a time when someone came to stay (maybe Bev) and I gave them my bed and slept on the floor. In the morning, my flatmate (Jenny) was rummaging through the wardrobe looking for something to wear and it tipped over, nearly flattening me in the process. Fun times...
The only reading obsession I recall was Frank Yerby's works through high school and shortly after. I had every paperback, and kept my favorite, The Golden Hawk. It was all about love and adventure! Still gets to me.
I'm not familiar with this author so I looked him up and was interested learn that he was the first African American to sell more than a million copies of a book and the first to have a book purchased for screen adaption. His life story is fascinating. Thanks for sharing.
(Cont). I’m over here at Adelaide Writers Week , and in two sessions I’ve really enjoyed , both authors speak about how interesting are the lives of “ordinary “ people and that they are the inspiration & basis of their stories. Just saying…enjoying your stories 😊. One was Niall Williams ‘Time of the Child’ , and the other Deborah Callaghan (with her first novel) ‘The Little Clothes’
Hi Christine and thanks for taking the time to comment. Being a writer is weird. You send all sorts of information about yourself out into the world and cross your fingers that it resonates with someone, so it's lovely to get feedback and know that people are actually reading (and maybe even enjoying) your words.
I haven't read Time of the Child yet, but I understand it's lovely. I'm a sucker for Irish authors. I haven't heard of the other book, so will look it up. I'm a little envious of you being at the writer's festival, but I'm hoping to catch some sessions on the radio. Enjoy yourself and say hi to the rest of the gang. xx
Your adventures in books and in London make for an entertaining read, Marg. I don’t have a detailed recall of what I was reading at specific ages—except perhaps in childhood and a few standouts in college. Some I’d like to read again, like Doris Lessing’s The Golden Notebook, which I read in my 20s and felt changed my life at a time when I was just discovering feminism.
Gosh I remember Doris Lessing. I was also thinking about Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance. Did you read that?
I love reading about your history - haven’t heard (or have forgotten) some of these stories. I can picture that cramped London flat exactly!
Ditto from me although I vividly remember that Finchley flat and the many occupants.
I was just thinking about a time when someone came to stay (maybe Bev) and I gave them my bed and slept on the floor. In the morning, my flatmate (Jenny) was rummaging through the wardrobe looking for something to wear and it tipped over, nearly flattening me in the process. Fun times...
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Hi Marg.
I can’t wait to the next episode either ..
Just reflecting on a comment you made about your life being not being extraordinary .