The writing/reviewing mojo has gone, completely, as far as book reviews go. I read one book after another, mainly thrillers, catching up with the crime noir, and also read an odd essay here and there. I just don’t feel like writing about it. So I don’t, but move on to another story, another newspaper or magazine. Work has been overwhelming after coming back from Singapore but is now calming down again, somewhat. That is, if you ignore the ‘take over bids’ and the nervous tension created because of an uncertain (work) future.
Meanwhile, we have stripped my work room of wall paper that appears to have been on the walls since 1988 - the date was pencilled on the wall, underneath the paper. Time to be rid and revamp the place. With two bank holiday weekends coming up, it seems a good opportunity to do something that actually will have visible results and will make me feel better.
There are some interesting new books around that I am piling up, in expectation of a renewed appetite for something beyond crime fiction. There’s Jennifer Egan‘s A Visit from the Goon Squad and Lisa Appignanesi‘s All About Love, the first a novel and the second is I think classified as ‘Psychology’, but I may be wrong. It is an ideas book, and sounded quite interesting as it deals with the emotion that rules all of us at one time or another. And then, apparently, there are lots of references to literature and so should be an interesting read.