I’ve read ol’ Eat Pray Love by Elizabeth Gilbert twice now: the first time I read it, which was 10 years ago, I FRIGGEN HATED IT. The second time, which finished it yesterday, I LOVED IT. I have to put my emotions in capitals because this book hit me right in the feels in two completely different ways.
This is the first book I’ve read cover to cover in quite a while – with half a dozen half-read, moderately interesting books waiting patiently on my bedside table. Joan Didion’s The Year of Magical Thinking is one of those rare books you consume greedily within a couple of days. Continue reading “The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion”
David Foster Wallace, American novelist and short story writer, is a person I was unfamiliar with until I recently heard his Kenyon College commencement address, which took place in 2005. After hearing it, I’m completely besotted. In the words of Emery Allen, “I think I fall in love a little bit with anyone who shows me their soul.” Continue reading “David Foster Wallace & The ‘Self Centredness’ of Life”