I listened to Danny, the Champion of the World (cosy), Limmy’s That’s Your Lot (genius), From the Oasthouse (obviously) and Ishiguro’s The Unconsoled, which I remain convinced is the most profound comedy that humankind has ever produced. It’s a sort of medieval Headspace.Ģ020 was also the year that I got into audiobooks. I ended the year reading The Cloud of Unknowing, a work of fourteenth century Christian mysticism, which was great.
Unsurprisingly 2020 was a good year for reading (not much else to do). I’m excited to read new books by Chris Power, Gwendoline Riley, Patricia Lockwood, Megan Nolan and Katy Wix, but I feel a bit like Tristram Shandy: the more I read, the more I shall have to read.
I am still reading Finnegans Wake as I shall be forever. There are things I don’t like about it and it doesn’t seem popular with big Beatles fans, but it is entertaining and funny and does rollick along. I tell you what I am enjoying: One Two Three Four, Craig Brown’s book about The Beatles. I absolutely loved Klara and the Sun and am trying to write something longer about it, but I feel that Ishiguro’s genius is in describing the indescribability of subjective (un)consciousness, and that’s quite a hard thing to write about. I’m currently reading The Dark is Rising by Susan Cooper, Boy Parts by Eliza Clark and The Last Landlady by Laura Thompson – posts to follow. Not as much of a misery-fest as A Little Life, which I read a few years ago – a book so depressing that, just when you think things can’t get any worse for the hero, he has his flipping legs amputated. I read Girl A by Abigail Dean, which was OK but a bit of a misery-fest. But here’s a little update of what I have read and am reading: I soon realised this wasn’t going to work because I’m a slow reader and I’m always in the middle of about ten books, so by the end of each month I don’t have much to show for myself. My original plan was to post a photo of the books I’d read at the end of each month. Goo goo g’joob.īut I have been a bit of a lazy walrus when it comes to reading this year.
Just joking, it’s the walrus that has found himself washed up in Tenby, as taken by my friend Jimmy.
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