This I know: Nancy Mitford lives in the Minor Arcana, not the Major. She’s not interested in meditating on the meaning of Strength or Temperance or The Emperor, because big ideas are a boring distraction from the tender grey meat that is only found closer to the bone. Nancy pulls predominantly rods and swords. Read more…
This weekend was significant for two reasons, the first of which is that I re-read Mallory Ortberg’s Things I Believe About Anna Wintour’s Affair With Bob Marley. The second is that I watched five episodes of Nigella Lawson’s At My Table, a TV show in which we are invited to watch Nigella eat, walk around her house, sit on her stairs in a kimono, and add spoonfuls of Aleppo pepper to eggs and yoghurt. Read more…
There’s a misconception that I don’t like talking about my work, and I don’t think that’s fair. I would talk about it all the time if people asked the right questions.
Protocol for lending me a book
Is there a symbol on the cover? If so, what is it? If the symbol is a weird triangle that is good, if the symbol is written in fire that is better. Read more…
Virgina Lives To Tell The Tail
Last time, on Virgina: Virgina’s regular teen life is turned upside-down when she falls for the irrepressible D, a boy who seems strangely repressed for his age. What is D’s secret? What is he keeping from Virgina? And finally, what is D hiding? Catch up with the gang here, here and here or just read on anyway.
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