Magnificent Octopus

I particularly like Helena's hair when done up — braided to crown her — in the fashion of a medieval princess, and I tell her so. She ta...

I've taken quite a break from 2666 , to break away from all the rotten death of part 4 (The Part About the Crimes), and just to be able ...

It occurred to him suddenly that she might even get up and leave him, go back to Snow's with her secret for the first comer who question...

"I suppose I shall have to tell you," I said slowly. "I'm not ashamed of it. You can't be ashamed of something that j...

It's been some time since I read part 2 of Roberto Bolaño's 2666 (I'm near the end of part 4, and reading some books alongside ...

It's a disconcerting feeling to watch the blue arrow leave the road, the only road, on the GPS, watch the road drop out of the bottom of...

The Angel's Game , by Carlos Ruiz Zafón, is already destined to be a bestseller — it doesn't need my help in the slightest. You shou...

Bedtime is altogether different with a new kitten in the house. For many weeks, Rosie has been confusing "bedtime" with "play...

I have a basket of strawberries hanging on my balcony. I am unreasonably excited about this. As a teenager, many summers I picked strawberri...

Last weekend the kid had another birthday party to attend, obliging us to drive out to the burbs and exchange pleasantries with other parent...

The rooms in which writers (that subspecies of readers) surround themselves with the materials they need for their work acquire an animal qu...

I've never really planned my summer reading before, but then, my child has never finished a school year before, so it happens that we...

On our walk to school in the morning, Helena very gravely tells me, "Mommy, you're my second -best friend now." I've been ...

Reading is like thinking, like praying, like talking to a friend, like expressing your ideas, like listening to other people's ideas, li...

Last week I found a near-pristine copy of a 1974 editon of Words into Type . I paid $10, at Cheap Thrills . On December 27, 2004, someone bo...

I'm greatly enjoying Roberto Bolaño's 2666 . By sheer coincidence, of which I have the luxury, I stumbled upon a bloggers' discu...

Under the tulips. Rosie likes flowers.

More about The City & the City . Dislocation Miéville on the nature of the cities and the sense of dislocation that accompanies detectiv...

If all experience is more than the sum of its parts, is it in any way possible to reconstruct a semblance thereof by analyzing its constitue...

"Stick us to crowds," I told him. "And to crosshatching." More people, and where the two cities are close up they make f...