#Helen Dunmore

[derangedrhythms]

It is winter, my season.

Helen Dunmore, from ‘A Spell of Winter’

#helen dunmore #a spell of winter #prose #winter

[blackwaterridge]

'it's happening at last,' I thought, 'we're turning into one another.'

Helen Dunmore, A Spell of Winter

#helen dunmore #a spell of winter

[aljundiassagheer]

Daniel Branwell x dark!Frederick Dennis from The Lie by Helen Dunmore

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#the lie #helen dunmore #my aesthetic #made by me #moodboard #he thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists he sees the ghosts #'clagged in mud from head to foot' #don't ask me so i won't tell #...yeah #sometimes i'm at war sometimes i'm not

[mermaidbracket]

#Nina Flip #The Ingo Chronicles #Brand New Animal #Helen Dunmore #BNA #Round One

[violettesiren]

Always rain, September rain, The slipstream of the season, Night of the equinox, the change.

There are three surfers out back. Now the rain's pulse is doubled, the wave Is not to be caught. Are they lost in the dark

Do they know where the coast is combed with light Or is there only the swell, lifting Back to the beginning

When they ran down the hill like children Through this rain, September rain, And the sea opened its breast to them?

I lie and listen And the life in me stirs like a tide That knows when it must be gone.

I am on the deep deep water Lightly held by one ankle Out of my depth, waiting.

September Rain by Helen Dunmore

#helen dunmore

[judgingbooksbycovers]

A Spell of Winter

By Helen Dunmore

Design by Holly Ovenden.

#A Spell of Winter #Helen Dunmore #Holly Ovenden #books #book covers

[autumnrose11]

First novel of 2023 ...

I’ve just started reading “The Lie” by Helen Dunmore, and I’m two chapters in. I’m hooked already. This is one of the books that I know close to nothing about, except that it’s set in Cornwall, during and just after the First World War. I’ve got a very bad habit of sometimes reading the background/summary of the novels I embark upon. Not this time: I’m going to take the story as it comes.

This novel appeared on my recommended reading list on Goodreads a few weeks ago. I suppose my fascination with (depressing) WW1 literature all started with my obsession with Downton (series 2 and all the soldier!Matthew feels!!!). So far, I've read Birdsong by Sebastian Faulks, My Dear, I Wanted to Tell You by Louisa Young (which I would recommend to ANYONE, it’s one of the few novels I’ve read which touched me very deeply) and Summer in February by Jonathan Smith. That last one is not really about the First World War, but it is set in 1913, in a bohemian artists’ community in Lamorna, Cornwall. I adored the novel (though not as much as MDIWTTY). I read the setting and the one-line blurb of The Lie … and that’s how I ended up getting it :D

The opening chapters are already very evocative, judging by what I’ve read so far … and I very much hope this is another of those extraordinary novels that I’m never going to forget.

#the lie #helen dunmore #novels #reading #books #world war 1 literature #personal

[writerly-ramblings]

Books Read in May:

1). Running in the Family (Michael Ondaatje)

2). I Capture the Castle (Dodie Smith)

3). Fruits of the Earth (André Gide)

4). Matrix (Lauren Groff)

5). Ghosts (Eva Figes)

6). The Siege (Helen Dunmore)

7). The Gate of Angels (Penelope Fitzgerald)

8). Stet: An Editor’s Life (Diana Athill)

9). Self-Portrait (Celia Paul)

#booklr #my literary life #adult booklr #booklist #michael ondaatje #dodie smith #andré gide #lauren groff #eva figes #helen dunmore #penelope fitzgerald #diana athill #celia paul

[writinginnorthnorfolk]

Sanctuary from a Rain Storm

On a fine day, I decide to visit Norwich. I drive to the park and ride, hop on a bus and, once in the city centre, head for Elm Hill, to explore its Tudor buildings, quaint shops and courtyards, which have been used often in settings for films, and are reputedly haunted. Clouds gather overhead, I feel large drops on my face, so head for a courtyard to shelter from the storm. I peer into the dark…

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#City Lilacs #dverse Poets Pub #Helen Dunmore #Prosery #Sanctuary from a Rain Storm

[derangedrhythms]

My winter excitement quickened each year with the approach of darkness. I wanted the thermometer to drop lower and lower until not even a trace of mercury showed against the figures. I wanted us to wake to a kingdom of ice where our breath would turn to icicles as it left our lips, and we would walk through tunnels of snow to the outhouses and find birds fallen dead from the air. I willed the snow to lie forever, and I turned over and buried my head under the pillow so as not to hear the chuckle and drip of thaw. 

Helen Dunmore, from ‘A Spell of Winter’

#helen dunmore #a spell of winter #prose #winter #w

[blackwaterridge]

I know everything about you. He knew more of me now than anyone, and I knew more about him. It left us alone together, a shipwreck with our secret that dragged at us like treasure.

Helen Dunmore, A Spell of Winter

#helen dunmore #a spell of winter

[renza15]

NOOOOO ;~;

#renza reads ingo #ingo #how is helen dunmore so good at portraying the parents' relationship like. this is evokes so much. FJKLDSLA; #dare i say master of showing not telling

[elliotpsmoke-blog]

‘Birdcage Walk,’ by Helen Dunmore

Novel, 2017 Historical novel set in Bristol, at about the time of the French Revolution and viewing the social fall out and upheaval in British trade and family life. A book, really, which is hard to dislike, with relatable characters set in opposition to each other, and plenty of drama which – occasionally, though not overly – plays to melodrama. The types, acting and actions of the characters…

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#2017 #Bristol #Dunmore Helen #Family #Historical novel

[violettesiren]

It starts with breaking into the wood through a wave of chestnut leaves.

I am grey as a spring morning fat and fuzzy as pussy willow,

all around I feel them simmering those nests I’ve laid in,

like burst buds, a hurt place lined for the young who’ve gone

unfledged to the ground. There they splay, half-eaten

and their parents see nothing but the one that stays.

This is the weather that cuckoos love: the breaking of buds,

I am grey in the woods, burgling the body-heat of birds,

riding the surf of chestnut flowers on spread feathers.

I love the kiss of a carefully-built nest in my second of pausing –

this is the way we grow we cuckoos,

if you think cuckoos never come back we do. We do.

The Cuckoo Game by Helen Dunmore

#Helen Dunmore

[writingdotcoffee]

A problem with a piece of writing often clarifies itself if you go for a long walk.

Helen Dunmore

#writing #writers #write #writing tips #writing quotes #writing advice #amwriting #writing life #writeblr #quote #quotes

[writerly-ramblings]

Books Read in April:

1). Gingerbread (Helen Oyeyemi)

2). I Feel Bad About My Neck: And Other Thoughts on Being a Woman (Nora Ephron)

3). The Man Who Saw Everything (Deborah Levy)

4). A Splendid Intelligence: The Life of Elizabeth Hardwick (Cathy Curtis)

5). Five Tuesdays in Winter (Lily King)

6). Saints and Sinners (Edna O’Brien)

7). Haroun and the Sea of Stories (Salman Rushdie)

8). Dreamquake (Elizabeth Knox)

9). Memoirs of a Polar Bear (Yōko Tawada)

10). Force and Legitimacy in World Politics (edited by David Armstrong and Theo Farrell)

11). Rose, 1944 (Helen Dunmore)

12). The Virgin in the Garden (A.S. Byatt)

13). Thinking Again (Jan Morris)

#booklr #booklist #adult booklr #my literary life #helen oyeyemi #nora ephron #deborah levy #cathy curtis #lily king #edna o’brien #salman rushdie #elizabeth knox #yoko tawada #helen dunmore #a.s. byatt #jan morris