Love, by Norwegian writer Hanne Ørstavik and translated by Martin Aitken, is a strange little book. At 125 pages it should have been a very quick read but it ended up taking me a week. I’m not sure exactly why … Continue reading WiTM: Love
A Womans Story, by French writer Annie Ernaux and translated by Tanya Leslie, is a memoir about the author’s mother. The author begins writing not quite three weeks after the funeral in an attempt to come to terms with her mother’s … Continue reading WiTM: A Woman’s Story
“Do I understand that hurt my children feel? I think I do, though they might claim otherwise. But I think I know so well the pain we children clutch to our chests, how it lasts our whole lifetime, with longings so large you can’t even weep. We hold it tight, we do, with each seizure of the beating heart: This is mine, this is mine, this is mine.” —- My Name is Lucy Barton by Elizabeth Strout It’s been a while since I finished a book in less than 48 hours time. I finished this morning. From the time I … Continue reading Book: My Name is Lucy Barton
Charlotte Hamrick 