A couple of weeks ago, I found myself explaining to a friend how I buy books.
An explanation was required since I was talking about titles and authors he had never heard of, that I hadn’t heard of either before I bought the books. So how did I hear about these books in the first place, and what made me buy them, he asked. Read more
(*For Sudeshna who asked why I don’t write about books any more. Sorry, it’s not all about a book, but it is a sort of book post.) Read more
When Vijay Jung Thapa, the man who had the brilliant idea of getting us to start blogging, told me my subject would be rants, I was quite pleased. Because rants are easy. You simply canNOT run out of things to rant about. Or at least, I can’t. (For instance, as I write this, there are at least six separate rants running through my head, ranging from the horror of intolerance, which is something that is always on my mind, to what I dearly want to say to my colleagues at Brunch for selling me down the river – the rats! – to Vijay Jung Thapa and forcing me to blog in the first place.) Read more