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year of the rabbit

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I don’t know about you, but for me, 2011 has been a bit of a disaster so far.

In the final days of 2010, I had so many plans and ideas…and then? Err. Yeah. Nothing happened. Whoops.

So, I’ve decided that the Chinese New Year is the perfect time to begin again. Forget all those New Year’s Resolutions – I’m making Chinese New Year’s Resolutions.

Happy Year of the Rabbit!

Some recommended reading for the Year of the Rabbit!

Watership Down is without a doubt, THE best book about psychic talking bunnies ever written. No, really – it’s amazing.

There’s something about Fiver. His bunny senses are telling him that something is very, very wrong. The entire warren is at risk – and Fiver is never wrong. But Fiver’s just young. Will he be able to convince his entire warren to leave the only home they’ve ever known?

Adventure? Check.

Suspense? Check.

Bunnies? Check, check and CHECK!

Watership Down has everything. Read it.

nemesis

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1922 was a great year for literature. It’s the year T. S. Eliot published The Waste Land; the year F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Beautiful and Damned came out. And, it’s the year that saw the publication of Virginia Woolf’s third book, Jacob’s Room.

Oh. And also in 1922, one of English Literature’s most famous works was first let loose on the world…

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true confessions of a book pervert

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Dear readers: I have a confession to make.

I live a long way from where I work. Every day, I travel from the distant outskirts; the very petticoats of Western Sydney, right into the middle of the city – and then a little bit south. A train takes me most of the way, then I catch a bus for the final leg of the trip. Because Sydney’s public transport system is terminally useless, this trip takes me around an hour and a half, each way.

Hang on. That’s not my confession. Because that would be a totally boring confession.

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dear mum…

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Dear Mum,

You won’t ever read these words, because I won’t tell you they’re here. You don’t even know this blog exists. But I’m writing this anyway.

There are a few hours left of Mother’s Day, and I just wanted to let you know – because I’m too shy to ever say it out loud – just how much I really appreciate you. It’s only just occurred to me recently how much I really owe you.

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