Top Ten Tuesday is the brainchild of The Broke & the Bookish. Every Tuesday, we compile a list of our literary Top 10, and then add it to the blog hop.
This week is all about the Top 10 Authors We’d Buy No Matter What.
1.) Bill Bryson
Witty travel writing? Yes, please!
2.) Kathy Reichs
I’m definitely a fan of Temperance Brennan
3.) J.K. Rowling
Do I even need to explain this one?
4.) Dan Brown
I do love me a good conspiracy, and Robert Langdon.
5.) Mark Gatiss
Whether it’s original work, Doctor Who or something else. I love his humour!
6.) Neil Gaiman
How do I even start to describe how awesome his writing is?
And a few dearly departed authors I’ve collected or I’m still trying to collect:
7.) J.R.R. Tolkien
His books were my introduction to fantasy. Middle-Earth is my home.
8.) Douglas Adams
Is there anyone more British in this universe than Arthur Dent?
9.) Terry Pratchett
I’ve read most of his books at the library, but now I’m slowly buying them
10.) Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
Someone who is sure that writing Sherlock Holmes was his biggest mistake must have a great body of work to back up that claim.
I haven’t checked-in for ROW80 in a while, as I was away.
Now that I am back home, I’m getting back in the swing of things, even though next week I’ll have a distraction as well, in the form of the lovely Doris, a vegan chef who is coming to stay with me and do a cooking workshop!
If you’ve read my Weekend Coffee Share, you’ll know that I promised photos of my trip to the UK, during which I was in London, Cardiff and Brighton. If not, make sure to check out my theatre reviews for Constellations, Three Days In The Country, and Hamlet!
I’ll be posting another goal list tomorrow, so for now there’s not much to say other that I’m back and catching up on things.
Anyway, the photos I promised:
Continue reading ROW80 Update with Holiday Snapshots
Hello my lovelies!
Welcome to this week’s Weekend Coffee Share! How are you? I’m alright, back from my travels, though wishing I was still on the road.
I’ve been feeling the post-travel slump this week and it’s hit me hard. I got back from London on Sunday night.
If we were having coffee today, I’d first of all tell you that I am busy preparing for next week. On Wednesday, Canadian wholesome chef Doris Fin from Feed Your Bliss will visit me, and she’ll put on a vegan & raw food cooking class on Friday that I’m helping to organise.
Several years ago, I got to know Doris as she kindly volunteered to write for my travel magazine Shoestring. So she contributed pieces about eating raw food while on the road, and how to relax muscles while travelling, and we’ve stayed in touch. So next week, we’ll finally meet in person! I just know she’ll cook up a storm, and I’m really curious what she’ll dish up!
The cooking class is on Friday, August 21, from 5pm till late at Naturfreundehaus Solingen-Theegarten. Fee: €40 but this includes all fresh and local ingredients and the meal we’ll prepare and share together.
We’ve got limited space left, so if you want to participate please get in touch with me beforehand.
Continue reading If We Were Having Coffee… On August 15
The tag-line for Patrick Marber’s Three Days In The Country looks so simple: Summer Love. But the play, which is a shorter version of Ivan SergeyevitchTurgenev’s A Month In the Country and currently playing at the National Theatre (Lyttelton Theatre), is so much more than a simple romance.
Set on a Russian country estate, in the mid-nineteenth century, this play explores love and lust in all its forms from unrequited to forbidden, and finds comedy in everyday life.
Continue reading Drama, Romance and a Comedy Genius: Three Days In The Country at the National Theatre, London
The Friday 56 is a blog hop by Freda’s Voice and the rules are simple:
- Turn to the nearest book.
- Open it on page 56.
- Post a sentence or two.
- Join the linky.
- Go crazy on the linky.
An orange light bounces across my screen, and before he says the word, I know he’s going to ask for a book right in the middle of aisle two. It’s going to be – “Prokhorov,” Imbert wheezes, “Prokhorov must be next.” Halfway up the ladder, I feel dizzy. What’s going on? No daredevil maneuvers this time; it’s all I can do to keep my balance as I pull slim, black-bound PROKHOROV off the shelf.
– Mr. Penumbra’s 24-Hour Bookstore by Robin Sloan