REVIEW: Multitudes by Lucy Caldwell and We Don’t Know What We’re Doing by Thomas Morris

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In an attempt to keep to my word, I’ve started to pick my way through the towering to be read pile that’s taken over the space beneath my bed. We’re not going to mention the two books that accidentally fell into my bag at a charity shop last week- that didn’t happen. The first books I’ve chosen are short story collections I bought at Waterstones during a university trip. Yes, my Masters course took a trip to Waterstones as a lecture and it was magical. The reason I chose them was because they felt like they had something in common with my own writing and as they are the first collection by each writer, I thought I might pick up a few things.

Both collections are routed in place. Lucy Caldwell’s stories take place on the streets of Belfast while Thomas Morris depicts small town life in Caerphilly but both these places have well established identities and the characters in the collections face difficulties when they don’t fit the mould. Continue reading “REVIEW: Multitudes by Lucy Caldwell and We Don’t Know What We’re Doing by Thomas Morris”

READING LISTS: The TBR Pile

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My To Be Read pile has spiralled out of control. Over the past few months its evolved into a tower. You could probably use it to build the foundations of a small house.There’s something infinitely exciting about buying a new book and the eperiences you’ll have reading it. Since starting the blog I’ve definitely become more addicted to that feeling, and even though I try to curb my spending by using the glorious, glorious library sometimes I slip up (a lot). So, my aim for the final two months of the year is to make my way through this pile and make it smaller. If I can get it into single figures I will be immensely happy.

I should probably start with the short story collections first- Multitudes by Lucy Caldwell, We Don’t Know What We’re Doing by Thomas Morris and Spoiled Brats by Simon Rich- because I haven’t read any short stories in a while and they really do help to spur on my own short story collection. But I might have to sneak Jane Eyre in somewhere because I’ve been saving it as a winter read.

Does anyone else have a mountainous TBR pile?