#VendrediLecture avec cette émission France-Culture pour savoir si vous devez lire « Le royaume enchanté », de Russell Banks : www.radiofrance.fr/franceculture/podcasts/les-midis-de-culture/critique-litterature-lisez-le-dernier-roman-de-russell-banks-grand-auteur-de-l-amerique-3154564 Attention, comme j'attendais d'avoir fini le livre pour l'écouter je ne peux vous dire à quel point les invités divulgâchent :-) #lecture #littérature #RussellBanks #podcast #radio #FranceCulture #BookWyrm #BookWyrmFR
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Balbec commented on Le royaume enchanté by Russell Banks
En 1971, Harley Mann revisite son enfance et raconte l'installation de sa famille dans les …
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Dobre novice! Za 🐌 sodelovanje smo pisali založbi Police Dubove, če jim postavimo #bookwyrm in so zelo zinteresirani za sodelovanje. 🇸🇮 bookwyrm instanca bo verjetno stala nekje do poletja ☀️. Ko se dogovorimo kaj več, bomo verjetno objavili malce širši poziv za sodelovanje.
Zdej pa hitro brat 📚 , da bo kaj za objavit.
Balbec started reading L’Hôtel du Cygne by Zhang Yueran
Yu Ling travaille depuis dix ans à Pékin en tant que nounou et rêve de …
Balbec started reading Vers mars by Mary Robinette Kowal
Alors qu'une sonde robotisée se pose enfin sur Mars, prélude à une première mission habitée …
Balbec wants to read Les terrasses d'Orsol by Mohammed Dib
Eid est envoyé en mission d'observation à Jarbher, une ville de bord de mer qui …
aimeekgunther@bookwyrm.social reviewed Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros
Twenty-year-old Violet Sorrengail was supposed to enter the Scribe Quadrant, living a quiet life among …
The romantasy was a ride but didn't deliver
3 stars
Guilty: this is my first romantasy. I devoured this book, however, not a fan of the landing... Felt shallow and underdeveloped. Neat worldbuild.
Balbec commented on L'automne est la dernière saison by Nasim Marashi
Leyla, Shabaneh et Rodja se sont rencontrées sur les bancs de l’université à Téhéran. Soudées …
#VendrediLecture avec « L'automne est la dernière saison » de Nasim Marashi. Trois jeunes femmes, trois trajectoires dans l'Iran d'aujourd'hui.
#livre #lecture #littérature #Iran #NasimMarashi #BookWyrm #BookWyrmFR
Balbec started reading L'automne est la dernière saison by Nasim Marashi
Leyla, Shabaneh et Rodja se sont rencontrées sur les bancs de l’université à Téhéran. Soudées …
Josh Simmons quoted Devotions by Mary Oliver
Throughout her celebrated career, Mary Oliver has touched countless readers with her brilliantly crafted verse, …
In Blackwater Woods by Mary Oliver
Look, the trees are turning their own bodies into pillars
of light, are giving off the rich fragrance of cinnamon and fulfillment,
the long tapers of cattails are bursting and floating away over the blue shoulders
of the ponds, and every pond, no matter what its name is, is
nameless now. Every year everything I have ever learned
in my lifetime leads back to this: the fires and the black river of loss whose other side
is salvation, whose meaning none of us will ever know. To live in this world
you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it
against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.
— Devotions by Mary Oliver
Balbec commented on Leçons by Ian McEwan
Alors que la menace de Tchernobyl plane sur l'Europe, la vie londonienne de l'aspirant poète …
#VendrediLecture avec « Leçons ». C'est mon premier roman d'Ian McEwan, et je dois avouer que je n'accroche pas, sans vraiment pouvoir expliquer les raisons. Le style n'est pas désagréable, et certains chapitres m'ont plu, notamment ceux traitant de la jeunesse du protagoniste, mais je n'arrive pas à m'immerger dans le récit. Comme je vais toujours au bout de mes lectures, mon sentiment pourrait changer par la suite, n'ayant terminé que les un tiers du roman. #IanMcEwan #lecture #livre #littérature #BookWyrm #BookWyrmFR #TeamLettres
Balbec commented on Vers les étoiles by Mary Robinette Kowal
Une femme. Une mission. Sauver le monde. 1952. Une météorite s'écrase au large de Washington, …
#VendrediLecture et j'ai terminé hier ce premier volet de Mary Robinette Kowal. J'ai vraiment pris plaisir à lire cette #uchronie et je ne vais pas manquer d'en lire la suite, « Vers Mars ».
bw.heraut.eu/user/Balbec/review/8624/s/vers-les-etoiles#anchor-8624
#MaryRobinetteKowal #ScienceFiction #PostApocalyptique #livre #lecture #littérature #BookWyrm #BookWyrmFR #critique
Trevor Burrows replied to Trevor Burrows's status
Although I like the idea of #Bookwyrm being sort of subterranean-ly connected to Mastodon via the Fediverse, still unclear about best way to use it. But one of my goals for 2024 is to read more openly...
So I am planning to:
- import books into my bookwyrm when I start reading them
- boost that starting status on my #Mastodon profile, like I did here
- Then add comments and reading notes from Mastodon to Bookwyrm along the way
Does that make any sense at all? How do other folks connect reading notes to their reading activity?
aimeekgunther@bookwyrm.social reviewed Thornhedge by T. Kingfisher
There’s a princess trapped in a tower. This isn’t her story.
Meet Toadling. On the …
A lovely book, made for and showcasing a not-so-often highlighted type of person
4 stars
Vibes of "A slow regard for silent things" by Patrick Rothfuss. A lovely story, a lovely world, for lovely people.
T. Kingfisher has been writing some great stuff lately!
Josh Simmons quoted The Carrying: Poems by Ada Limón
"Vulnerable, tender, acute, these are serious poems, brave poems, exploring with honesty the ambiguous moment …
What I Didn't Know Before by Ada Limón
was how horses simply give birth to other horses. Not a baby by any means, not a creature of liminal spaces, but already a four-legged beast hellbent on walking, scrambling after the mother. A horse gives way to another horse and then suddenly there are two horses, just like that. That's how I loved you. You, off the long train from Red Bank carrying a coffee as big as your arm, a bag with two computers swinging in it unwieldily at your side. I remember we broke into laughter when we saw each other. What was between us wasn't a fragile thing to be coddled, cooed over. It came out fully formed, ready to run.