Cross-curtain literature, and pretty covers

I’ve had a bit of a reading bottleneck recently. I suddenly realised that there was a short but pressing list of books that needed dispatching for one reason or another and plunged into them with great gusto, if I may say so myself. But now I’m briefly surfacing to mention the new list of Central European

Two failures

Lately, though I should be concentrating on other things, I’ve been slightly preoccupied with two books, both of which must be classed as failures. They are the terribly-titled ‘But Nobody Lives in Bloomsbury’ by Gillian Freeman and ‘Reality Hunger’ by David Shields. I think in both cases what has interested me is monitoring my own reactions

Far-flungerie in the digital age

I honestly didn’t know about this when I wrote about far-flungerie a couple of posts ago, but it turns out that Google Russia has recreated the whole of the Trans-Siberian railway online, in real time, complete with rolling view of the countryside out of the train window, and the sound of the train rumbling over