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Happy ἐξελαυνω Day! Also World Book Day
The books I'm reading: Oh, so many, some for years. I'm hoping to finish The Silver Chair and Anne Allison's Nightwork: Sexuality, Pleasure, and Corporate Masculinity in a Tokyo Hostess Club this weekend.
The books I'm writing: That one with the pirates and the volcano, and that other one with the princesses which I will not re-set into a cod-1930s, no I will not. Plus some academic papers.
The book I love the most: Too many to name. But the one trilogy of books I haul around the world with me is Philip Pullman's His Dark Materials.
The last book I received as a gift: Mary Elizabeth Berry's Japan in Print and Christopher Bolton's book on Abe Kobo.
The last book I gave as a gift: Hmm. I have not given many books recently. I gave my dad Bob Woodward's new book for Christmas.
The nearest book: Dorinne Kondo's Crafting Selves: Power, Gender, and Discourses of Identity in a Japanese Workplace.
The last book I bought myself: Mary Gentle's Lost Burgundy, C.S. Lewis and his brother's childhood stories, and Shriek: An Afterword by Jeff VanderMeer.
As if I could ever pick just one book that I love the most. And now I'm off to do all the tasks ever, including translating the new chapter of Gate 7.
The books I'm writing: That one with the pirates and the volcano, and that other one with the princesses which I will not re-set into a cod-1930s, no I will not. Plus some academic papers.
The book I love the most: Too many to name. But the one trilogy of books I haul around the world with me is Philip Pullman's His Dark Materials.
The last book I received as a gift: Mary Elizabeth Berry's Japan in Print and Christopher Bolton's book on Abe Kobo.
The last book I gave as a gift: Hmm. I have not given many books recently. I gave my dad Bob Woodward's new book for Christmas.
The nearest book: Dorinne Kondo's Crafting Selves: Power, Gender, and Discourses of Identity in a Japanese Workplace.
The last book I bought myself: Mary Gentle's Lost Burgundy, C.S. Lewis and his brother's childhood stories, and Shriek: An Afterword by Jeff VanderMeer.
As if I could ever pick just one book that I love the most. And now I'm off to do all the tasks ever, including translating the new chapter of Gate 7.
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This sounds simultaneously fascinating and soul-crushingly depressing. Which way is it tipping?
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This reminds me, I totally need to bring up Ouran High School Host Club in class when we discuss this.