Posts by Jackie Clark
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librarians, particularly in big branches, never, ever look at the books they're issuing to you. They don't care in the slightest what you're reading, and moreover are (mostly) trained not to comment without you saying something first.
I'm on first name terms with my local librarians so we always have a good natter about what I'm reading, what they're reading, and other such things. I like my librarians, and don't tend to use the self service thingies. On the romantic valentines thing - not a goer in our house either, although my husband is very romantic. Just not in a conventional way. He recently made me a hysterisis loop ( a maori design they call a twist). Oh, and definitely Colin Firth.
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I'm afraid my inner despot raises it's ugly head re "boy racers". They're not a new phenomenon. Some boys have always liked to drive fast - my father being one of them. However, some members of this latest crop of young men who like to drive fast are particularly destructive. I'm not sure it's a top priority but.
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It is my understanding that there was a rolling stop on the motorway.
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that would be unnecessarily
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And re: Updike. Damn shame The Widows of Eastwickends up being his final bow. Anyone else read it, and if so was I the only one who thought "It must really suck being a heterosexual male who doesn't much like women, and finds female sexuality somewhat grotesque".
I read this in the holidays, Craig. It was the first Updike book I'd ever read, and I found it somewhat unnecessariy wordy.
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David, I hope that somewhere on your HD you are saving all your writing that pertains to your lovely girl (s). What a great legacy for her - the fathers' version of scrapbooking.
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Can I suggest Danielle if you're on a NZ reading binge that you tackle Witi Ihimaera - especially the Matriarch and on. And if it's NZ women writers, can you go past a certain PAS contributer who lives in the south island, and is one of our finest authors, IMHO? I think not.
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You have all driven me, via shame and embarrassment as a crappy-not-much-reading-over-summer librarian, to pick up some books again: today, I have decided to embark upon a 'New Zealand Novels of the 20th Century' reading project. Number one is Jane Mander's The Story of a New Zealand River. Robin Hyde follows...
Never, ever apologise for your reading tastes. I say that as one who, directly varsity finished, didn't touch any reading that was even vaguely of literary value for a good 10 years or so.
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Interesting perspectives, as per usual. And I agree with others that if people don't want to be here, they won't be, and I don't know that there's anything much we can do about the diaspora. It is, after all, one of our traditions. Be it to venture over "there" and know you want to come back, at some time, sooner rather than later. Or whether you end up, like Simon, living a large proportion of your life as an expat. I did my OE over a period of four years and enjoyed it immensely. But I always knew I was coming home, and NZ has always been that to me. Most of my family and friends are here, of course, but for me it's less about the people and more about the connection I feel with the land. Scenery slut, in other words? Absolutely!
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I have it on good authority that several of the Clark methods breach the Geneva Convention
And I don't even have to raise my voice. Torture is so much more effective when it's done in silence.
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I want her treated at least as a lawful enemy combatant - that's how I often think of her (hopeless romantic that I am)
Ah, the poor middle child. Hilary's friend is right IMHO. They're still figuring out social dynamics with their older sibling, and working out how to get what they want, when WHAM, you drop the bomb of new baby on them. Still, at least at 3, they're still pick uppable, and tucking under your arm-able.