Collections of essays can be hit-or-miss for me, but Black is the Body really blew me away–it’s a powerful collection meditating on Black identity and contemporary America.
Like most young American girls, I loved the splendour and ceremony of the Olympics on TV, but no event captured my awe quite like gymnastics.
There are so many Holocaust narratives out there, fictionalised and not, but The Auschwitz Photographer really took me by surprise.
My first ‘big’ college reunion will be coming up next year, and it has me thinking about how much I have, or haven’t, changed in the five years since graduation.
In the end, Snowflake is an interesting book, but one that sadly might feed into the millennial stereotype that we take ourselves way too seriously.
Saudi Arabia would rather you pay attention to their flashier features right now–the Grand Prix, the WWE matches, the massive shopping malls brimming with designer stores. The plans for a solar-powered city. The star-studded conferences dubbed ‘Davos in the Desert’.
Carraway is the ultimate Tory demon: a single mother living on benefits in London.
Amazon is here to stay, across the world, but if anything would inspire you to cancel your Prime membership, this might just be it.
Modern slavery is discussed almost constantly in the UK; I had certainly heard the term before I moved here, but it seemed to guide more of political life than I realised.
I feel a bit harsh giving a memoir this low a rating–how can you give someone’s life a star rating out of 5?