Pamela Weaver
@pamelaweaver
Writing for a living, mostly about tech. Historian in a previous life. Politics, history, bikes, books, cricket, gardening, dogs, music. SocDem. #FreeSafeLegal Ireland/France/South Africa 🇮🇪 🇿🇦 🇫🇷 Fair warning: expect photos of dogs, France & cake
This is so incredibly fucked up. "Neither of us has transformed our worldviews." jesus wept.
When the rest of the garden is bleached dry, this was close to perfect early this morning.
Two perfect variations on dystopian solitude. One woman has to reconstruct a life after losing it, the other has no 'before' at all. Loved these: The Wall, by Marlen Haushofer and I Who Have Never Known Men, by Jacqueline Harpman.
Have been on a roll with the shorter reads all year and loved this. Tokyo Express, by Seichō Matsumotolever. A proper old-school detective story, built around one tiny inconsistency that unravels the crime. Nice slow burner, and love the cover.
Hoping this finally blooms before the next canicule hits, she has been dropping buds all summer.
Twenty Minutes of Silence, Hélène Bessette. Strange, poetic murder story. Less about whodunnit than the atmosphere of family dysfunction and how powerless children are inside it. Not exactly selling it with that description, but I do love it when you discover a 'new' writer with a back catalogue.
Been dropping buckets of water around this beauty for weeks and she is repaying me with interest.
Oh ffs, you'd hope someone who'd just written a book about end times fascism would know about substack. Jfc Naomi Klein.
Yes the visibility will be huge for people from those communities but that is a really strange way to say 'Death penalty and lashes'.
The pro/anti aircon people are fighting. Meanwhile, in a garden in Normandy...
Shades of AA Gill at Glastonbury, the first and last word on chemical toilets. Also, read the whole thing because it's brilliant: www.gq-magazine.co.uk/article/aa-g...
If there's prize for manspreading, Andrew Ridgeley is winning it.
More evidence of Gen Z uselessness. In my day, we had to hunt and cook them for ourselves.
Reading this after Kitchen was an unexpectedly perfect experience. Grief. Longing. Time passing. Time standing still. The black hole of wanting. As narrated by a zombie. It is perfect. It lasts forever and then it's over, by Anne de Marcken.
Some of the best fiction comes in under 200 pages and I wish there was more of it lately. Kitchen, by Banana Yoshimoto. Chosen family, grief and food in the late 80's.