Bohumil Hrabal's Too Loud a Solitude Translated from the Czech by Michael Henry Heim 1976 Harcourt Brace Jovanovich, 1990 I'd never heard of this book until I read Gina Ochsner's The Russian Dreambook of Colour and Flight (2009). There is a link on her website, to an interview, in which
Nicole Brossard's Fences in Breathing, Translated from the French (2007), Susanne de Lotbiniere-Harwood Coach House Books, 2009 Today's bookish book was an easy choice because I had chosen Nicole Brossard as one of the writers whose feminist writing I wanted to explore for this year's Women Unbound Reading Challenge and
Marina Lewycka's We Are All Made of Glue Viking - Penguin, 2010 Typically, I plucked this library loan off the stack just two days before it was due back. It had been sitting there for 19 days along with the other xx library books (now come on, you can't expect
Muriel Barbery's The Elegance of the Hedgehog Translated from the French by Alison Anderson (2006) Europa Editions, 2008 So I borrowed this as an uncatalogued paperback from the library. Sometime last autumn. ::deliberate vagueness:: I felt lucky because, as it was uncatalogued, it wasn't being tracked the same way as
Ninni Holmqvist's The Unit (2006) Trans. Marlaine Delargy (2009) I started reading this one evening when I got home from work and I jumped out of my guilty reader's skin when Mr. B.I.P. came home from work because I had planned to do a dozen different things and, instead, had
