On rereading A Little Life

I didn’t realise until the last page was turned, but the second time I read Hanya Yanagihara’s A Little Life was exactly two years after the first. And two years ago, once finished with the tome of a novel, I swore I would never read it again. Despite loving it, it was too harrowing to read again. […]

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Love the Art, not the Artist

I just finished watching a Woody Allen movie, and I loved it. Woody Allen movie are my guilty pleasure – and I say that in earnest. Unlike other ‘guilty pleasures’ – chocolate, rereading Harry Potter, sleeping in – I actually feel guilty when I watch Woody Allen movies, and everyone can probably guess why. It has been […]

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