Three Books I Loved in 2020 (srsly, read them)
I’ve always had the quiet sense, deep down, that there are very few feelings that aren’t enhanced by the act of writing about them. It’s one of the reasons that I have found writing to be so cathartic and healing in my own life. By setting out my truth...
“Kept my head down and read a book”: the story of my life
Here are the occasions when I’ve been actively criticised for trying to bury my head in a book instead of interacting with the world around me: at family breakfasts as a child; at big family birthday parties, also as a child; on work experience as a teenager, waiting for...
Normal People, and eating my words
First off, it’s important to emphasise how much I loved Normal People, the book. It was Sally Rooney’s second book and I’d so adored Conversations with Friends (those eagerly awaited late night emails! the extramarital tension on both sides! Frances’ sense of not knowing who she is without the...