Maylin

@blithespirit4.bsky.social

Canadian living in Liverpool, UK. Knitter, reader, hiker, lover of all textiles and the great outdoors. Once a bookseller, always a bookseller.

I've been wanting to read more of Maylis De Kerangal since reading Canoes, her collection of short stories. Enjoyed this short, intense novel about a soldier deserting on the Trans-Siberian train and the woman reluctantly trying to help him. Translated by Jessica Moore, book 2 for #witmonth

A cooy of Eastbound by Maylis De Kerangal, translated by Jessica Moore, lies on top of a white wrought iron table.  The cover is green with a black and white photo of a train rushing around a corner.

First book read for #witmonth After a slow start, I really enjoyed this novel about the relationship between an author and translator, cultural differences, colonialism and unconscious bias. Inventive structure especially the afterwords. And a detailed banquet description to make you very hungry.

A copy of Taiwan Travelogue by Yáng Shuāng-zǐ, translated by Lin King, lies on a crumpled grey bedsheet. The cover is white with the title in black followed by the first sentence.

As always, some stunning quilts on display at The Festival of Quilts in Birmingham. Congratulations to Silent Eyes by Sung Yeon Park which won Best in Show and was truly the most incredible quilt I saw. It's absolutely stunning. #FOQ2026

A large art quilt hung on a wall depicting a close-up of the wings of a moth or butterfly. Layers upon layers of colour build up the overall effect.

Warming up for #witmonth with a novel ( not in translation), about 8 translators searching for their missing author, translated by the English one who is also a character in the story written by the Spanish one, and so she adds footnotes. Halfway and it's weird, funny, playful and I'm hooked.

A copy of The Extinction of Irena Rey by Jennifer Croft lies on a crumpled cotton blanket. The cover is a slightly surrealist, spooky painting of a dark forest with blue trees.

Two Scottish writers' take on what happens when writers become jealous of each other. My first McDermid and I really enjoyed it. Ali Smith blurbed Thompson as "Angela Carter crossed with the Scottish diffidence of Muriel Spark". Hmmm. Definitely weirder and less comic than Spark but good island lit.

Two novels lie on a mustard duvet cover - Val McDermid's Past Lying and Alice Thompson's Burnt Island.

Quite glad in this heat to have a garden full of alpines, succulents, grasses and some lavender. They seem to be flourishing in the sun and don't need much watering. Although the weeding will wait until it cools down. #gardensky

A smallrock garden showing some succulents in bloom with pink flowers and a few grasses and lavender stalks in the background.

Read these back to back. The Finishing School, Spark's final novel was a little too pat for my taste, but I really enjoyed Symposium - surely there is a literary sub genre for the dinner-party-goes-wrong novel. Very funny, eccentric characters, and Spark's usual flair and craft with time shifts.

Two Muriel Spark novels sit on a shelf - Symposium and The Finishing School. The first has an illustration of people, cartoonish, sitting around a dining table. The second is a painting of a teenager wearing a short skirt, showing off long legs, reading a book.

Back from a lovely week's holiday on the Isle of Arran. Coastal walks, caves, walks through Glen Rosa and Glen Sannox ( one slightly scary scramble), some rain, but good food and company. HF holidays are the best!

A montage of photos from the Isle of Arran showing caves, sea thrift and lichen along the coast, wide open beaches and a sunset. Three photos from the Isle of Arran showing deep green glens between mountains, with rivers flowing between them. At the bottom is the outline of the island as seen from the ferry.

RIP David Hockney - I will always be grateful to you for your role in helping restore Salts Mills. And thank you for all the colour no one created more beautiful trees!

A selection of David Hockney's work. At the top is his painting of Salts Mills also showing surrounding Victorian workers' houses. Then a selection of 8 works showing trees in different seasons, some created digitally.

It's Muriel month inspired by two brilliant biographies. Wilson's focuses more on the first part of Spark's life: dreary relationships & bedsits, wartime codes & paranoia. Her surmise about Nita McEwan - wow! Bailey writes engagingly about her public persona & her later years and novels. And cats.

Two biographies of Muriel Spark lie on a wooden desk. One is Electric Spark: The Enigma of Muriel Spark by Frances Wilson and Like A Cat Loved A Bird: The Nine Lives of Miriel Spark by James Bailey. Both have photographs of Spark on their covers.

Saw this adaptation of Woolf's novel last night. It was pleasant enough but nothing extraordinary. A good cast but often given nothing to do. Love Sally Phillips for example but she barely has any lines and most of those are mumbles. And definitely more could have been made of Mary Datchet's role.

Movie poster of Night and Day showing a young, confident woman at the front in a blazer with notebook and telescope in her hand, with supporting characters behind, including her parents, her fiancé, and two friends.

I love discovering new indie bookshops and if you are ever visiting Chester, a visit to Books on the Walls is a must. A quirky, excellent choice of titles, lovely coffee, a friendly owner and a real boho vibe. And you have to walk the medieval city walls there! Good events schedule too. #booksky

The interior of a bookshop with lots of plants and fairy lights hanging from the ceiling. To the right is a small area with a coffee machine and shelves with bottles and pots. The books are on a table and in crates for browsing. The outside of the The Books on the Walls bookshop in Chester. There's a large window painted white with stencils on the glass and the shop is set into a brick structure on the narrow top of the city's medieval walls.

Always love going to an Alun Perry gig - Liverpool's "Woody Guthrie". Inevitably influenced by the Beatles too. A talented storyteller with catchy tunes. He played my favouite song, Ulysses. A simple concept - everyone's life is an epic like Joyce's novel. "We can be Ulysses too." #Liverpool

Photo of a man playing a guitar and singing on a small stage with wood slat walls in the background and festive lighting.

Tebay services in Cumbria has long had the best loos on the M6. It now has the best toilet stall advertising too! You can see the sheep grazing outside. Can't get wool more local than that. It's lovely and very reasonably priced. Selection varies - this time there was 4ply. Only £6 a ball #knitsky

An advertisement on the back of a toilet stall door showing a flock of sheep with "A story Woven in Wool" headline and text explaining their local sheep wool gets processed in Yorkshire with care and skill. Six skeins of 4ply wool, four in a forest green and two in red.

Hiked today to Angle Tarn, my favourite place in the Lake District. A little tranquil gem among all the beautiful fells. Weather was perfect - cloudy with a slight breeze - after the heatwave we've had.

Photo of Angle Tarn in the Lake District - a small body of water with two islands in it, surrounded by green hills. A gravel path in the Lake District with views of green hills stretching to the horizon. A woman with a purple rucksack stands looking at green fells and the calm waters of Angle Tarn in the Lake District.

Another thought-provoking volume in this fabulous series. With another intriguing cliff hanger at the end. It's going to be hard to wait for the next book which I don't think is published until November. Probably on November 18th. #booksky

A copy of On the Calculation of Volume, Vol 4 by Solvej Balle, translated by Sophia Hersi Smith and Jennifer Russell, lies on a cafe table next to a half empty cup of coffee.

Two more on the Women's Prize shortlist - both about writers confronting painful pasts and the coming deaths of loved ones. Of the two, Kingfisher was infinitely more interesting and enjoyable. I suspect I might have appreciated the King when I was younger, but sadly found the story superficial.

Two books in a pile with their spines showing: Heart the Lover by Lily King and Kingfisher by Rozie Kelly.

May is the month I catch up on some shortlist reading for the Int'l Booker and Women's Prize. Enjoyed both of these, each painful and sad in their own ways. The Director would make a great film in the right hands.

Two books in a stack, balancing on a staircase railing with a window and some plants in the background. On the bottom is Flashlight by Susan Choi. On the top is The Director by Daniel Kehlmann, translated by Ross Benjamin.

My latest FO - a simple but effective scarf to show off five natural sheep colours. Knit with five 25g balls of Foula Wool, bought at last year's Shetland Wool Week market. I wish you could smell its sheepiness. So soft too. Love it. Pattern is Quintet Shawlet by Ambah O'Brien. #knitsky

A handknitted scarf lies across a blue bench. It has five sections in different shades of natural wool, creams, greys and browns.

Been three months since discovering arthritis in both knees and this is the first hike I've been on. Taking it easy, only went up about 200m as slowly building up knee strength. But wasn't sure I'd get this far so am happy. Partner doing tougher walk; I'll head to excellent bookshop in Grasmere.

Photo about 200m up a hill in the Lake District, overlooking Grasmere and Rydal Water. A few grey, threatening clouds in the distance.

Reading the chapter "Books in Films" in Nicholas Royle's Shadow Lines reminds me of the awful beginning of 1943's Jane Eyre - scripted by Aldous Huxley. The film begins with a shot of the first chapter of the book. Except as millions of fans know - it most definitely isn't. Ugh.

A still from one of the first scenes of the 1943 film of Jane Eyre starring Joan Fontaine. The camera draws in for a close-up of the first chapter of the book - except it isn't at all. Instead, it reads: My name is Jane Eyre . . . I was born in 1820, a harsh time of change in England. Money and position seemed all that mattered. Charity was a cold and disagreeable word.

Some excellent reading in March. Themes seemed to be prisons, real and fictional, and imprisonment, whether in the mind ( two were about dementia) or through life's circumstances. Highlights were the Harpman and Hoult and I am still enjoying Balle's inventive series. The Feast was clever and fun.

A stack of books including I Who Have Never Known Men by Jacqueline Harpman, There Were No Windows by Norah Hoult, The Double Turn by Carol Carnac, The Evin Prison Bakers' Club by Sepideh Gholian, Queen by Birgitta Trotzig, Keep by Jenny Haysom, By Horror Haunted by Celia Fremlin, On the Calculation of Volume III by Solvej Balle and The Feast by Margaret Kennedy.

What an astounding, heartbreaking novel. I defy anyone who has known anyone with dementia, not to well up in sad recognition. The Blitz setting adds an extra layer of confusion and danger. Based on Violet Hunt who held literary salons and also wrote ghost stories, that I will now seek out to read.

A photo of the novel There Were No Windows by Norah Hoult publushed by Persephone Press in its classic grey covers with cream labels.