Weather recently took a turn for the worse, so I decided to spend my Saturday afternoon tucked away in my… Read more The Hateful Eight: Blood, Snow, and Coffee
Author: cococatani
Happy New Year!
A new year, a new start. Though most people I know have already started smoking again, and have left chocolate… Read more Happy New Year!
Donald Trump as a Modern Day Patrick Bateman: On Fact and Fiction
Sometimes the truth truly is stranger than fiction. I am currently reviewing the final chapter of my thesis in preparation… Read more Donald Trump as a Modern Day Patrick Bateman: On Fact and Fiction
On the Joys of Starting a Mini Reading Group
Many moons ago, I was a member of a reading group. The members have since gone their separate ways, but… Read more On the Joys of Starting a Mini Reading Group
Reading Across Boundaries: How to Move Beyond Canonical Men
I have been busy recently, so not much time to write blogs – i.e. procrastinate. However, I’ve managed to keep… Read more Reading Across Boundaries: How to Move Beyond Canonical Men
BAAS 2015: A Review
Despite suffering from a terrible case of tonsillitis – which has restricted me to my bed on an on and… Read more BAAS 2015: A Review
We Need to Talk About Books
I’m probably the last person on earth to read We Need to Talk About Kevin by Lionel Shriver, and I’m… Read more We Need to Talk About Books
Is the Personal Professional? Reading as an Academic and a “Normal” Person
I finished Cormac McCarthy’s Blood Meridian the other day. The main reason for picking it up is that several friends,… Read more Is the Personal Professional? Reading as an Academic and a “Normal” Person
Why Books Are Better Than TV (Okay, Sometimes)
Back when I started this blog I thought I would add a post at least every week. Of course work… Read more Why Books Are Better Than TV (Okay, Sometimes)
Why Do I Love Norman Mailer and Why Do I Not Feel Bad About It?
I have been feeling a bit conflicted over the past few days or so. I have just finished reading Norman… Read more Why Do I Love Norman Mailer and Why Do I Not Feel Bad About It?