Yey! I wasn’t totally enamored with The Buried Giant and Nocturnes (and I’ve yet to read The Unconsoled and An Artist of the Floating World), but I’m a fan of his on the basis of Never Let Me Go, The Remains of the Day, and When We were Orphans alone.
Congratulations, Mr. Ishiguro!
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Phew! I’ve had blog display issues for the better part of August due to a stupid WP plugin acting up (and of course, it was a plugin allegedly intended to “facilitate” the import of content into my chosen theme — haha, right), but luckily they were resolved just in time for Halloween Bingo! (Gosh … […]
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Sigh. Well, I think posting a monthly (and even half-year) reading recap a full three weeks into the next month has to be some sort of record, even for me, but here we are. And I admit that at this point I’d even been contemplating holding off another week so as to combine this with […]
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Dorothy L. Sayers is occasionally accused of having gotten too caught up in her research for a given book; and the two mysteries that routinely come up in this context are The Nine Tailors (bell ringing, published in 1934) and, well, The Five Red Herrings (1931), which, although chiefly concerned with fishing and painting, also […]
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Oh, that’s good news! I’ve only ever read Remains of the Day – I need to catch up.
You *have* read one of his all-time best then, though!
It’s been … good grief, I suppose decades since I read it. Someday soon I need to revisit.
Or read another book by him …
And in an interview I read he sounds genuinely modest and unassuming. These days that’s refreshing.
Very, yes. And that‘s the way he comes across to me as well.