Author Archives: susan

Sometimes even murder stories or favourite children’s books don’t do the trick, and such a time is now. I have been avoiding any news about the US elections (or the war in the Middle East – and poor Ukrainians, they’re … Continue reading →

I’m going through a very frustrating phase in my reading life. It’s very unsettling; I can’t seem to find the ‘Goldilocks’ book, the one that’s just right. My library bag is full of returns that I’ve glanced into and skimmed … Continue reading →

Second time around for The Weekend; I first read it when it was released in 2019. I hated it. Because I loved Adele, Jude, Wendy and Finn the dog as if they were real people – my friends –  and … Continue reading →

All around me now there are open acres, acres of ruined and desolate land, where the bombs fell. Over there the square tower of a gutted church survives as the only landmark, till the harmonious walls of the cathedral rise … Continue reading →

There can be a perverse pleasure, as well as a sense of rightness and beauty, in insisting on flowering just when the world expects you to become quiet and diminish. I got a lot of joy out of Hagitude: Reimagining … Continue reading →

Our most recent library book group novel. I went along to the meeting quite unsure about Lola in the Mirror. I said to the group, ‘I don’t know what to think about this one. Maybe you can tell me.’ I … Continue reading →

I’ve just returned from a week up in Far North Queensland to gale-force winds, rain and grey skies. And it’s Spring! In like a lion, out like a lamb is the old saying. In between tottering out for swims, beach … Continue reading →

When faced with an overload of distressing, worrying and just plain awful events swirling around in the friendship and family circle, not to mention in the wider world, sometimes I just need comfort reading. Lately comfort has come through gardening … Continue reading →

I read Wilding by Isabella Tree at breakneck speed and now I wish there was a sequel. So I could see if more peregrine falcons, nightingales and Purple Emperor butterflies arrived, and find out what happened with the pigs, and … Continue reading →

William Mayne is one of the cohort of writers who formed the ‘second golden age’ of British children’s books. From the late 1950’s to the 1970s, writers like Rosemary Sutcliff, Alan Garner, Phillipa Pearce, L M Boston and Joan Aiken … Continue reading →