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I had never heard of Josephine Tey until I was given The Daughter Of Time, her most famous novel, which must have found a few new readers this year when Richard III’s remains were identified in Leicester. I loved the book, and was given the entire collection of her novels shortly after (high fives and admiration for my husband). Not much is known of Josephine Tey, whose real name was Elizabeth Mackintosh, other than the fact that she was a private person who left work to care for her elderly father, never married, and left her estate to the National Trust when she died in 1952. Read More Little-Known Gems: Miss Pym Disposes by Josephine Tey
You know that old saying about the news, “If it bleeds, it leads”? This weekly post is the opposite of that.
How I ended up being really interested in a more high-brow variety of crime television, I’m not entirely sure, but both the English-speaking and original Swedish versions of Wallander satisfyingly scratch that itch. Read More What I Watched Last Night: Wallander, BBC vs. Swedish Editions
Rape is a crime that is underreported, due in part to women’s reticence to come forward, the pervasiveness of rape culture, and the dismissive attitude of some people in power towards reports of rape or sexual assault. Rape is also a crime that is rarely prosecuted, due in part to the some of the same reasons that it is underreported. As a consequence, most rapists don’t see any punishment for their actions. College campuses are absolutely no exception. Read More Sexual Assault and Rape on College Campuses
I’ve been waiting for Prime Suspect to turn up on Netflix Instant for… oh, as long as I’ve had a subscription. I love Helen Mirren. How can you not love Helen Mirren, really?
[Trigger warning for discussion of rape and violence.] This morning, at 7:30 a.m. Donetsk time, Oksana Makar passed away. Her lungs began to bleed and then she went into cardiac arrest. The doctors attempted to resuscitate her for an hour, to no avail. Read More Oksana Makar Dies; Ukraine Tries to Make Sense of a Senseless Situation
On Thursday of last week, I came home to find that someone had broken into my house. They came in through my bedroom window, and went through my things without taking any of the jewelry that I have carelessly displayed in full view on top of my dresser. They had, however, looked through my drawers and closet, moving a few things around.