Jon Greenaway: TheLitCritGuy

Strangely the first time I met Jon must have been through Bear, although I knew of him through friends, friends of friends, and church. Stranger still was despite sharing these circles at least in part for at least a few years, it was only really when I was moving hundreds of miles away, and most contact…

Mama, Do You Love Me? Barbara M. Joosse

  9/52, 6th May 2014, Week 19 (about 9 books behind… getting there!) I’m reading to Cub and they are gorgeous books, some of which I love. Despite them being much shorter this is not a cop out: I do feel we should be discussing them with as much of a standard as you would…

The Mousehole Cat, Antonia Barber

5/52, 10th Apr 2014, Week 15 (about 10 books behind) First a decision: to include children’s fiction in my total number. I’m reading to Cub and they are gorgeous books, some of which I love. Despite them being much shorter this is not a cop out: I do feel we should be discussing them with…

The Truth About True Love

There was a time I felt particularly strongly that a talk I was asked to give at an event in University should be about love. I was pretty sure it was God telling me this because I had no reason to think I knew anything about love at all. I was long-term single, pretty sure…

Out Of The Silent Planet, C. S. Lewis

3/52, 20th Jan 2014, Week 3 Forgetting just how intelligent Lewis is, this was a wonderful refresher into the imagination of such a great writer. It was impossible not to sink into such a fantastic world, and I was reading parts to Bear just to share how wonderful I found it. Details such as language,…

Babbling.. Not So Much

I recently read a very interesting article about an Opera singer who is on his 4th language (with pretty decent fluency) in as many years. This is something that fascinates me because for as long as I can remember I have been.. well, completely awful at languages. Here’s a quick history:

My Interest in Pinterest

Pinterest seems to have sprung out the woodworks all of a sudden; I had just got use to Flickr and could just about navigate around but I’ve got to say I found it a little awkward. It wasn’t so much sharing, as keeping, online. So when Pinterest appeared on some of my guilty pleasure sites…