We've been taken it easy after a rather crazy week. I've been indulging in the papers of course, and EastEnders, which has been particularly gripping of late. Friday's episode made me cry. I have been racing through the short fiction in yesterday's Guardian Weekend. It's brilliant. Have become really interested in poet Alice Oswald after reading this profile last week and this poem yesterday. Annie Proulx on how the mythic Old West outweighs the historical. Salman Rushdie and various interpretations of truth. After purchasing our tiger book this week, I found this review really interesting and artistically innovative. Germaine Greer, characteristically over the top but interesting on how photographs used to shape a public persona. Jenni Russell writes on a subject near to my heart- what becomes of a society that just stands by and watches violence happen to other people. Lynne Crosbie tunes into popular culture to try to understand one of Canada's most infamous killers. The racist children's book that remains a Japanese favourite- quite enlightning about the state of that nation. On the pointfulness of books pages. A profile of Moorish Girl, whose blog I enjoy. Margaret Atwood on Science Fiction.
Brighton inspired me in a way I've not been for ages, and now tons of ideas and projects are on the go. This week we'll be busy packing to go, assembling our wedding album (we chose the photos today!), and living up all things British. It's hard to believe there's so little time left.