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A Mischief of Rats
Joanna Kavenna
‘They slept curled together in a hammock, little scraps of fur, hearts beating madly.’ Joanna Kavenna on her pet rats, Kat Bjelland and Courtney Love.
A Not-So-Pretty History of Pet Care
Daniel Magariel
‘One day after the next I would figure out what was needed, learn from my mistakes, pay attention to what worked.’
A Time for Everything
Karl Ove Knausgaard
‘It can almost seem as if God was genuinely concerned about mankind.’ Translated by James Anderson.
Abuse, Silence, and the Light That Virginia Woolf Switched On
April Ayers Lawson
When Virginia Woolf was thirteen, she was abused by her half-brother George Duckworth. No one believed her - not even her biographers. April Ayers Lawson on Woolf's abuse, and her own.
After
April Ayers Lawson
‘I again told him I wasn’t ready to have sex, and his only response was to lean in and kiss me. The hallway in which we walked seemed to be shrinking, closing in on us.’ – April Ayers Lawson on intimacy after sexual abuse.
All Hail the Holy Bone
Maggie O’Farrell
‘It is part angel, part lepidopteran, part Rorschach inkblot.’
American Journal
Christine Montalbetti
‘All those appetizing vessels exposed and available, O how delightfully vulnerable they are, it brings a tear to the eye.’
Azareen Van der Vliet Oloomi | Five Things Right Now
Azareen Van der Vliet Oloomi
‘The only recurring emotion I remember experiencing was a kind of manic delight at procrastinating.’
Best Book of 2013: Tom Drury’s Pacific
John Patrick McHugh
‘There is a remarkable flow to the novel, like that aimless but essential drunken chatter after your third pint.’ John Patrick McHugh on why Tom Drury’s Pacific is the best book of 2013.
Biscotti Boys / On Men Who Wear Living as Loosely as Their Suits
Momtaza Mehri
‘salmaan the second son & his mama’s seventh seal by way of underwater & underemployment’
Bohemian Rhapsody in Five Acts
Tiffany Murray
Tiffany Murray on living with Freddie Mercury as a child.
Brother in Ice
Alicia Kopf
‘My brother is a man trapped in ice. He looks at us through it; he is there and he is not there.’