One for each year lived.
An intricate mystery set in New Zealand’s Gold Rush.
Turns out this is really fun.
About a year ago, when I was still living in Mexico City, a friend and I found ourselves in what seemed to be a small town in the middle of the city. It is not surprising to see this kind of thing here—think, for example, of Coyoacán or Tlalpan, actual towns that were at someContinue reading “Hidden Corners of Mexico City”
Poisonous jellyfish, dysfunctional families, unlikely friendships and mice.
“«Where» is the primal question, rather than «when», «how», or «who»”.
700 hundred pages of suffering and a very handsome priest.
April is gone! We are almost halfway through 2019 already. Even though I am way behind in my reading challenge, I had the chance to read some memorable stories. Shirley by Charlotte Brontë I just love Charlotte Brontë. I have read Jane Eyre many times and Villette twice, they’re just wonderful novels. So the nextContinue reading “What I Read: April”
Books to remember everything’s not lost 💚🌎
Life has been so busy lately! Work has been a bit in the way of my reading, which means I’ve been only reading a bit before bed. Anyway, I managed to finish The Great Alone by Kristin Hannah last week. I had never read anything by her before —or anything written after 1970 in aContinue reading “The Wilderness Within: Kristin Hannah’s The Great Alone”
Why a man not paying his taxes in 1846 is still relevant.
As you may know, recently I finally got down to reading Walden by Henry David Thoreau. Thoureau had fascinated me since I studied some of his essays in university, mostly because I believe he’s one of the few thinkers who really put his money where his mouth was: his lifestyle was always coherent with hisContinue reading “Lives Without Principle: Thoreau and Our Complex Times”