Drawing for the Day and All That I Am
All That I Am by Anna Funder p.176 While Dora and I drafted I walked the room, or the garden if the day was bright, and she sat over her writing pad, flipping the pages around their coil of wire. People often have to be alone to think or to write, but being with Dora [...]
Drawing for the Day and All That I Am
All That I Am by Anna Funder p.257 A traffic policeman stood on a podium in the road, arms moving from the elbows like a puppet. A scarlet bus careened into the kerb, disgorging its passengers, all of them with somewhere to go. They filed past a street-sweeper in a soft cap with a long-handled [...]
Drawing for the Day and All That I Am
All That I Am by AnnaFunder p.96 After he leaves, the happiness of his company persists in the room. I lay my head over the chair back and close my eyes again. I am slouching, head back on the leather car seat. Dora and I are in a cathedral of trees; from each side [...]
Drawing for the Day and Burnt Shadows
Drawing for the Day and The Hours
Drawing for the Day and Great House
Drawing for the Day and On Chesil Beach
On Chesil Beach by Ian McEwan Page 60 – 61 She turned back to him. ‘I was curious about you.’ But it was even more abstract than that. At the time it did not even occur to her to satisfy her curiosity. She did not think they were about to meet, or that there was [...]
