Monthly Archives: September 2011

The Autobiography of a Half-Baked Indian

The White Tiger, by Aravind Adiga I’m not a fan of state of the nation novels as a rule. The themes often swamp the characters. The message is usually more important than the prose. They tend not to be subtle … Continue reading

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I have no book, and I must read

I left my book at work Tuesday night. I hadn’t finished it. It was just a terrible error that left me bookless Wednesday morning. Ok, to most people this wouldn’t sound like much of a big deal. Anyone who actually … Continue reading

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Lloyd opens a French current-affairs magazine in hopes of stealing a story idea

The Imperfectionists, by Tom Rachman Ever since I saw His Girl Friday (easily among my favourite films) I’ve been a sucker for newsroom stories. I think of them in black and white – clacking typewriters, hot metal presses, and a … Continue reading

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