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Thursday, 22 January 2026
A Place to Hang the Moon

Title: A Place to Hang the Moon
Author: Kate Albus
Rating: ★★★★★
Age Category: Middle Grade
Back Cover Synopsis:
A heartwarming story about three siblings, evacuated from London to the countryside during World War II, who are hoping that a temporary living situation will turn into a forever family.
Tuesday, 20 January 2026
Sonnet 20 by William Shakespeare
Sonnet 20
by William Shakespeare
A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted
Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion;
A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted
With shifting change, as is false women's fashion;
An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling,
Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth;
A man in hue, all 'hues' in his controlling,
Much steals men's eyes and women's souls amazeth.
And for a woman wert thou first created;
Till Nature, as she wrought thee, fell a-doting,
And by addition me of thee defeated,
By adding one thing to my purpose nothing.
But since she prick'd thee out for women's pleasure,
Mine be thy love and thy love's use their treasure.
Monday, 19 January 2026
Friday, 16 January 2026
Thursday, 15 January 2026
Something Beautiful for God

Title: Something Beautiful for God
Author: Malcolm Muggeridge
Rating: ★★★★☆
Age Category: Adult Literature
Back Cover Synopsis:
"For me, Mother Teresa embodies Christian love in action. Her face shines with the love of Christ on which her whole life is centered, and her words carry that message to a world which never needed it so much." -- Malcolm Muggeridge
Something Beautiful for God interprets [Mother Teresa's] life through her conversations with Malcolm Muggeridge, the quintessential worldly skeptic who experienced a remarkable conversion to Christianity because of her exemplary influence. He hails her as a "light which could never be extinguished."
"If we took her seriously as a manifestation of the possible - not as the saintly exeption that proves the rule of self-interest - we would be forced to review our aims and values. Muggeridge's work makes it clear that she is just a simple Christian woman with common sense and uncommon faith; we are the geniuses of amorality." -- Christian Century
Wednesday, 14 January 2026
Tuesday, 13 January 2026
Sonnet 13 by William Shakespeare
Sonnet 13
by William Shakespeare
O, that you were yourself! but, love, you are
No longer yours than you yourself here live:
Against this coming end you should prepare,
And your sweet semblance to some other give.
So should that beauty which you hold in lease
Find no determination: then you were
Yourself again after yourself's decease,
When your sweet issue your sweet form should bear.
Who lets so fair a house fall to decay,
Which husbandry in honour might uphold
Against the stormy gusts of winter's day
And barren rage of death's eternal cold?
O, none but unthrifts! Dear my love, you know
You had a father: let your son say so.
Monday, 12 January 2026
Sunday, 11 January 2026
Saturday, 10 January 2026
Friday, 9 January 2026
Thursday, 8 January 2026
A Passage to India

Title: A Passage to India
Author: E. M. Forster
Rating: ★★★☆☆
Age Category: Adult Literature
Back Cover Synopsis:
E. M. Forster's magnificent novel captures the troubled spirit of India during the Raj.
Journeying out to marry Ronny Heaslop the predictable City Magistrate, Adela Quested, full of good intentions but curiously myopic, blunders into an incident which quickens the pulse of Anglo-Indian mutual distrust.
What happens to Adela at the infamous Marabar Caves, and the subsequent ordeal of charming and mercurial Dr Aziz, is wrought by E. M. Forster into a drama as memorable and breathtaking as India itself.
To read what I thought of this book, and why I rated it 3 stars, visit these two links:
https://rhiannareadsbooks.blogspot.com/2025/03/a-passage-to-india-chapters-1-16.html
https://rhiannareadsbooks.blogspot.com/2025/03/a-passage-to-india-chapters-17-37.html
Wednesday, 7 January 2026
Tuesday, 6 January 2026
Sonnet 44 by William Shakespeare
Sonnet 44
by William Shakespeare
If the dull substance of my flesh were thought,
Injurious distance should not stop my way;
For then despite of space I would be brought,
From limits far remote where thou dost stay.
No matter then although my foot did stand
Upon the farthest earth removed from thee;
For nimble thought can jump both sea and land
As soon as think the place where he would be.
But ah! thought kills me that I am not thought,
To leap large lengths of miles when thou art gone,
But that so much of earth and water wrought
I must attend time's leisure with my moan,
Receiving nought by elements so slow
But heavy tears, badges of either's woe.
Injurious distance should not stop my way;
For then despite of space I would be brought,
From limits far remote where thou dost stay.
No matter then although my foot did stand
Upon the farthest earth removed from thee;
For nimble thought can jump both sea and land
As soon as think the place where he would be.
But ah! thought kills me that I am not thought,
To leap large lengths of miles when thou art gone,
But that so much of earth and water wrought
I must attend time's leisure with my moan,
Receiving nought by elements so slow
But heavy tears, badges of either's woe.
Monday, 5 January 2026
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Saturday, 3 January 2026
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