Hi all! It's time for those weekend blog hops once again!
Have you ever wished that there were official government bookish
holidays, and that, by law, employers HAD to give their workers a paid
day off? If so, what kind of bookish holiday would you like to have?
That does sound good, doesn't it! I wouldn't mind so much what the holiday was, as long as there was one. We have Australian Reading Hour here (it was last week), so maybe on that day we could all leave work an hour early for reading time! I'll start the campaign at once! ;)
Tallien pressed his old royal watch and it chimed a new republican nine.
From page 56:
The two thousand or so who lay, transformed speedily to garishly attired cadavers, were of the general order of the fairly slain, and the shivering prisoners foiled of more severed French heads, were worthy of the contempt that the lower ranks lavished upon them.
A grand and affectionate
tragicomic symphony to Napoleon Bonaparte that teases and reweaves
Napoleon’s life into a pattern borrowed—in liberty, equality, and
fraternity—from Beethoven’s Third “Eroica” Symphony, in this rich,
exciting, bawdy, and funny novel Anthony Burgess has pulled out all the
stops for a virtuoso performance that is literary, historical, and