A collective of bibliophiles talking about books. Book Fox (vulpes libris): small bibliovorous mammal of overactive imagination and uncommonly large bookshop expenses. Habitat: anywhere the rustle of pages can be heard.
I’ve recently returned to the Book Fox fold after a few months away on maternity leave, and I must say that it’s lovely to be back. With a four year old and seven month old I confess my reading time is not what it was, but I’ve managed to sneak in some books somehow. Here’s a tip for any mums or dads pounding the streets with a sleeping baby in the pram (for that was the only way my new son would nap for a while): audio books. They are your friend. And it’s an audiobook I’ll be writing about here this week.
Monday: Kirsty D listened to the unabridged audiobook of horror classic The Amityville Horror and revelled in its glorious nonsense.
Wednesday: Kirsty M reflects on the extraordinary discoveries made at Qumran, in the Judaean desert, in 1947.
Friday: Hilary finds out how Flâneuserie differs from common or garden Flânerie, courtesy of Lauren Elkin’s new book on women walking the city.