The new £10 note was released on September 14th, gracing Britain with the lovely visage of Jane Austen, along with that of Queen Elizabeth II of course. Jane Austen was a popular choice for being on a bank note; she’s one of Britain’s most famous authors and her books continue to be read 200 years after her death.
Happy October! I’ve been looking forward to this month for so long! The 19th of October sees Pullman’s new book, La Belle Sauvage (the first in the Book of Dust series), finally being released. And man, am I excited. And on the 20th of October, Pullman is giving a talk at the London Southbank Literary Festival about his new series, and guess who got tickets? Yes, me!
So, with all that going on this month, let’s talk about Philip Pullman. Or more specifically: let’s talk Dust!
I have a pen-pal and we write good, old fashioned letters to each other. He lives in Sydney, and I live in London, and we communicate with words that we write, on paper, and then send in the post. Weird huh? In this technological age, where everything is instantaneous, it’s hard to see why any two 24 year olds would like to use this outdated method of keeping in touch. But, the art of letter writing is still alive and kicking.
This is my letter writing story.
In January 2016 I decided to take part in the Goodreads Reading Challenge for the first time. I set my target to 71 books based on my reading patterns from the previous years when I used to write down all the books I read in a notebook. To my surprise, when I checked my Goodreads account yesterday, I had managed to read 100 books! A few of these books were graphic novels, and I think it also helped that I was completing a Literature Masters degree and had to read books for my courses, so thanks to that I was able to read a lot more than I thought.
I’m currently on holiday in Krakow, Poland, and so far it’s been pretty amazing. Not only is the city beautiful and full of history, but there are also lots of bookshops! As you can probably expect, I’m having a brilliant time 🙂
In May 2015, I wrote a blog post on my old blog, Me, My Books, and I, about reading world literature. In that post, I admitted to the fact that my reading adventures were typically confined to the Western canon, and I discussed the benefits of branching out and reading the world. At that point in my life, I felt like I had managed to read a fair few authors who were not British or American, especially when I compared myself to my peers.
Since a year has passed, I thought it would be apt to look back and see if I have improved upon my world reading journey.