Chumley & Pepys On Books

To roar through a few good books in one day is not my forte, but I did manage a fairly quick pace with two books recently--unusual of me, ...

If asked by a professional in the area of psychology what would first come to mind when shown the letter "K" on a flash card, mine...

N othing To Be Frightened Of by Julian Barnes ( Random House Canada , 2008) There is a design feature of Julian Barnes' latest offerin...

The Silver Swan by Benjamin Black ( Henry Holt , 2008) Out of my blind spot, it was as if Quirke himself had emerged from the shadows and t...

C. S. Richardson The End of the Alphabet Perhaps "I" should be for "Impossible." The impossibility of escape (ultim...

Hullabaloo. Even if the precise meaning of the word is unknown, hullabaloo is one of those words whose sight and sound seems to evoke its ve...

My Dearest Pepys , We've enjoyed your recent Homeric related letters at Postman's Horn , but glad you threw in a Thurber and that ...

I have been back, for some time now, from reading The Dark Back of Time by Javier Marias--my 'holiday from the infinite'--but I onl...

With my two volume Oxford English Dictionary, I resort to taking my glasses off and placing my nose close to the page where I can smell that...

When I was still running a bricks and mortar bookshop, I had the great pleasure of meeting many erudite and artistic customers. Stratford i...

After finishing Kenneth Sherman's new sequence of poems, Black River , (Porcupine's Quill, 2007) I lay back and realised I have been...

There is a saying in Tilvanica: "Whatever you do, don't discuss physics with mourning doves." Or so I was told. This reminds m...