Thank you to Emma @ Words and Peace  who is hosting this event this year as well. We are already guided into the various themes of this year. Head over to Emma's website for more information. The great thing about Paris is when you decide to visit a museum, a place or do whatever you have in mind. Once done, you just have to check out Google maps and you will find several other interesting places to visit. This was the case when I visited the Bastille. Well, the original Bastille is gone today, left is only a square and a park. The Bastille As you know it was once a fortress, known as the Bastille Saint-Antoine. For most of its history it was a state prison. On 14 July 1789 it was stormed during the French Revolution. After the destruction very little remained of the fortress. What remained was later demolished and replaced by the Place de la Bastille. Today a rather peaceful place. At the centre stand the July Column, commemorating the 1830 revolution. On the top is the famous statue Génie de la Liberté by Augustin Dumont. The July Column with the Génie de la Liberté Maison de Victor Hugo It did not take too much time, so I was eager to visit something else. I checked Google maps and found that Victor Hugo once lived nearby, when he returned to Paris from his exile in Jersey and Guernsey. We visited his house in Guernsey some years ago and I was eager to see how he lived in Paris. His house in Guernsey is a little bit of a horror house. He decorated it himself, and it is a dark place, with rustic furniture and I could not imagine to live there. His flat in Paris is another matter. Situated at the beautiful Place des Vosges in the Marais district, it is the oldest planned square in Paris. with a park in the middle and surrounded by beautiful noble houses. It is one of the royal five squares in Paris. A fashionable place to live. Victor Hugo lived her from 1832 to 1848. In 1903 the flat was made into a museum. One of the rooms in the Victor Hugo museum. The man himself in the painting .It is not decorated with furniture from Hugo’s time, but decorated with pieces from that time. The family of Hugo has also generously donated many items to the museum. It was interesting to walk around the rooms, which were much nicer than his house. The Picasso Museum Coming out of the museum and walking around the square admiring the buildings surrounding it, it was time for another map. I discovered that there is a Picasso museum nearby, so started walking in the direction. It showed me another nice area of Paris, with its small streets with shops and restaurants, and small parks everywhere. I found the museum after a somewhat labyrinthine walk through the small streets. The Museum was another surprise. I am not that much of a fan of Picasso, but when I followed his career from early years through his life, I am much impressed by the man. He never seems to have settled with what he was doing, always developing his art along the way. If you ever are in Paris you have to visit the museum. It gives such a good insight into his life and artistic work. Impressive entrance One of Picassos beautiful paintings Maison de Honoré de Balzac Another day, another literary home. I took the metro to come to Balzac’s house which is situated a little bit outside the Seine. The metro station before my destination was the Eiffel tower. It turned out there was something wrong with the doors of the wagons, so we all had to leave the train. I had not intended to go to the Eiffel tower since I have been there before. But, when fate takes you this way, you just have to say thank you. I did not go very close but stayed on the route to Balzac. Still, I got closer than before and got a nice picture from the bridge over the Seine. I continued through a very nice area of apartment houses, had to go up a lot of stairs to come to the next level. It was tough. Please note that there are stairs also to the right and left, plus more stairs in the middle above. Once letting my breath come back to normal, I continued along the road. All houses seemed to be rather younger than Balzac, and when I saw the modern entrance I was wondering what was going on. I went inside, it was for free, and walked down the stairs and came into a wonderful, peaceful garden, where people were scattered here and there, reading, drinking coffee or just relaxing. At the end of the garden was a small house which turned out to be where Balzac used to live. It turned out that the house was over three floors and what you see from the garden is the top floor. From here you have a nice view over Paris, although in his days, it must have been pure countryside here. The beautiful, relaxing garden Entrance to the house from the garden Even if the house was not as it was when Balzac lived here, it was a nice remembrance of his time. I have not read a lot of his books, only Père Goriot which I did like. His most famous writing is that of La Comédie Humane . His study, although I don’t think this is the desk he wrote from, but at least the place He was an inspiration to writers of his time and beyond. He has been compared to Dickens, although I must say I think his books are not as thick as Dickens. Richard Lehan, states that "Balzac was the bridge between the comic realism of Dickens and the naturalism of Zola". Even Flaubert was influenced by Balzac and wrote: “What a man he would have been had he known how to write!” Balzac put attention to detail and depictions of bourgeois life. Even Marcel Proust adored Balzac and studied his works. View from the garden, or the upper part of the entrance Even Henry James was affected by Balzac, and he was sad about the lack of contemporary attention paid to Balzac. I guess that is often the case. Artists get more praise when they are gone. Just look at Van Gogh. James wrote: “Large as Balzac is, he is all one piece and he hangs perfectly together.” Just make me want to read more of Balzac.

One of the reasons why I wanted to spend extra time in Paris was to follow in the footsteps of the many famous writers and artists living here in the 1920s. Before I venture into the Shakespeare & Company, visit the streets where the writers lived and worked, it might be interesting to know why - especially - the writers were called the lost generation. In general, the term “The Lost Generation” is used for the young people who reached adulthood around World War I. In particular it was also used for the group of American expat writers living in Paris during the 1920s. The term was coined by Gertrude Stein, and was made popular by Ernest Hemingway when he used it in his novel The Sun Also Rises : “You are all a lost generation.” Here he refers to people who are “disoriented, wandering, directionless” which probably fit a lot of the survivors of the war. Shakespeare & Company The bookshop, who sold mostly books in English, was first opened by American expat Sylvia Beach on 19 November 1919, then at 8 rue Dupuytren. The store worked as a library as well as a bookstore. In 1921 Beach moved to a larger place at 12 rue de l’Odeon where it remained until it was closed down in December 1941. Many of the then unknown, but later famous writers and artists, frequented her shop; like the Lost Generation writers Ernest Hemingway and F.Scott Fitzgerald, as well as Ezra Pound, Gertrude Stein, Sherwood Andersson, T.S. Eliot and artists like Man Ray, Pablo Picasso and Henri Matisse. Hemingway, as a poor young, aspiring writer used to come here and borrow books, and sit down and write in the rooms upstairs. Beach even had beds for those who did not have anywhere to sleep for the night. Sylvia Beach was a patron for the writers and also helped publish James Joyce’s “Ulysses” in 1922, when nobody wanted to print it. When published it was banned in Britain and United States. She sold other books banned in those countries, like D.H. Lawrence’s Lady Chatterley’s Lover . Sometimes she organised gatherings with writers, reading from their books. The bookshop we see today at 37 rue de la Bûcherie, was founded by American George Whitman in 1951. "I created this bookstore like a man would write a novel, building each room like a chapter, and I like people to open the door the way they open a book, a book that leads into a magic world in their imaginations." — George Whitman The building, where the store is today, was constructed in the early 17th century, and was originally a monastery. Whitman has kept up the tradition started by Sylvia Beach and has made the bookstore a center for expat literary life in Paris. Among his visitors to the store we find Allen Ginsberg, William Burroughs, Anaïs Nin, Richard Wright, William Styron, Julio Cortázar, Henry Miller, William Saroyan, Lawrence Durrell, James Jones, and James Baldwin. In 2002 Whitman’s daughter Sylvia returned to Paris and the bookstore and started helping her father. George Whitman passed away in 2011, but the bookstore is in the good hands of Sylvia. She has introduced many new endeavours and traditions and it is an interesting place to visit. Not a long line this day The rooms are small, bare concrete walls, filled with bookcases and books. You can find anything here. On the second floor are rooms in the style of Sylvia Beach, with sofas, tables and chairs and books that you can read while you take a brake from the busy streets of Paris. The visitors are numerous and I had to wait in line outside for about 20 minutes. I was there in the afternoon. Just to come into the shop, see all the books, look at all the people around you who love books as much as you do, is a special feeling. Although it is not the same place as the original book store, you get a feeling for how it was in the old days. You can see Hemingway sitting at the desk, hammering on a typing machine. Taking down a book from the shelves and sit down in an armchair to read, maybe study something for his stories. Take a coffee and talk to a fellow writer. A small quiet corner in an otherwise busy life. It was not allowed to take photos, but Shakespeare and Company has a website with photos and more information. There is even a link “Prepare your visit”. Did I buy something? I did buy three books and a tote bag. The books are not cheap, but I guess you also pay for the place and the possibility to wander around history for a while. When you enter the shop, to the left, there is a bookcase with books from The Lost Generation, if that is what you are looking for. I was pleased with my visit.

Thank you to Emma @ Words and Peace  who is hosting this event this year as well. We are already guided into the various themes of this year. Head over to Emma's website for more information. One of the aims for my visit to Paris was to follow in the footsteps of the lost generation, Gertrude Stein and the artists who came to Paris in the beginning of the 20th century. As I mentioned in my last newsletter, some of the most famous authors were Ernest Hemingway, F. Scott Fitzgerald, James Joyce and many more. I had a few addresses to look up, found some on my way and discovered new ones. But, let’s start with the hub of the wheel; Gertrude Stein. Gertrude Stein She was an American novelist, poet, playwright and art collector who made her name when she moved to Paris. She came here in 1903, and stayed for the rest of her life. It might not have been her intention, but she started a salon in Paris where the crème de la créme of artists in Paris met. She saw later famous names like Pablo Picasso, Ernest Hemingway, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Sinclair Lewis, Ezra Pound, Sherwood Anderson and Henri Matisse in her salon, or living room. I am sure there were others who realised her influence. Very early on she bought paintings from the then unknown artists, which must have fetched enormous prices later on. It was maybe not until 1933 that she became more famous outside her inner circle. This is the year she published her memoir of her Paris years, The Authobiography of Alice B. Toklas. Alice B. Toklas was her life long partner, and she used her name to write about their lives. I have just read it and it is really an interesting piece of memories of a varied life. She was famous for writing long sentences, with repetitions. Like these quotes: “Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose” and “there is no there there”. She refrains from these things in her novel, and the writing is more like someone is speaking to you. It works. The famous address at 27, Rue de Fleurus in Paris Gertrud and Alice lived at 27, rue de Fleurus, where her famous salon was established. Stein used to received Matisse in her salon on Saturday evenings. Soon people started to turn up to look at his paintings, as well as those of Cézanne. As Stein was disturbed by people turning up at any time, she fixed the salon for Saturday nights. When Stein received the artists, Alice used to entertain the wives or spouses. The wives, being not so important as the artists themselves. Hemingway was another person who frequented Stein’s salon. They had an uneven relationship. From the beginning they were close friends, but later on they grew apart. One of the reasons might have been that Stein called Hemingway “yellow” in her “The Autobiography of Alice B. Toklas”. However, Hemingway asked Stein to be the godmother of his child. Ernest Hemingway Hemingway has described part of his life in Paris in his “The Moveable Feast”. It was not finalised before he died, but what he wrote is a memoir of his time in Paris and the people he met. He lived in several places and I visited two of them. The house and entrance where Hemingways lived 74, rue de Cardinal Lemoine is still there and even has a plaque saying that Hemingway once lived her. It is a quiet street off the Place de la Contrescarpe in the 5th arrondissement. Quite beautiful and not a bad place to live. It turned out that just opposite the French poet Paul Verlaine lived before he died. I wonder if Hemingway knew that? The house where Paul Verlaine lived. He even got a restaurant named after himself. I don’t know if he would have appreciated this? Hopefully he would have. Stefan Zweig wrote a “biographical exploration” of Verlaine letting us see a glimpse of his life. He is one of the French Symbolist poets, which takes me to a visit I made to the Ordrupgaard museum a few weeks ago and its Symbolist exhibition. However, I got carried away, more about that in another post. Later on Hemingway and his wife Hadley, moved to 113, Rue Notre-Dame des Champs. The address is not far from my hotel so I walked there. Once I reached the place I could not find a no 113. There was 111 and 115, but no 113? I think that 113 must have once been where this new building is now standing, which had several 115 as the address: a, b etc. Well, you can’t win them all. It is, even today, a quiet street and must have been quite pleasurable to live there in the old days. Somewhere her, to the left of the entrance, should have stood the no 113 where Hemingways lived. Most likely the state of the house was too bad and torn down to give way to a more modern house. 5th and 6th arrondissement, the Left Bank One can only imagine that writers liked to live in this area. Even today it is so nice to walk around in the small streets, going in all directions, but maybe centralising in the Jardin de Luxembourg. A wonderful park, where people go to relax, to make sports, or to just sit down and read a book. It is a place for relaxation, and meeting friends. The area is full of bars and restaurants and, although a buzzing neighbourhood, rather quiet and peaceful. Walking around the streets, I can feel the atmosphere of the area, how writers and artists were inspired by the surroundings, the places where they used to write, the people they used to meet, and the relaxing intoxication of Paris. Yes, it is a magic place, an inspirational place. Even today. Paris is Paris.

Thank you to Emma @ Words and Peace  who is hosting this event this year as well. We are already guided into the various themes of this year. Head over to Emma's website for more information. We have all heard about the French food and how wonderful it is. However, when you are in France, you don’t always have this experience. We travelled in different areas of France quite frequently, when we lived in Belgium, but we did not have a lot of good food experiences during those trips. So, how did Paris treat me? Not much better. Please, misunderstand me right. I am sure there are fantastic restaurants in Paris, and in France. The problem is you have to know where to go. I should not complain too much because it turned out I was quite lucky with my restaurant choices. But, there were a few I have already forgotten about. Here are a few of my favourite restaurants. Some are very touristic places I just had to visit, although they were fine. After all, the authors and artists who lived here in the 1920 frequented these restaurants. A must, I mean … I start with the top two restaurant that I would gladly go back to, and highly recommend. Here I found wonderful interiors, good food and excellent service. Brasserie Lipp (151 Bd Saint-Germain, 6th arr.) The brasserie was founded in 1880 by Léonard Lipp and his wife Pétronille. They were from Alsace so their speciality was a ‘cervelat remoulade’ (a smoked sausage from pork and beef) as a starter, followed by ‘choucroute garnie’ (what else?) served with beers. In those days prices were very moderate (obviously did not last into our time) and the atmosphere was a great success (which has lasted into our time). It was redesigned by Marcellin Cazes, the new owner, in 1920. By this time it was frequented by poets such as Paul Verlaine and Guillaume Apollinaire, and their expat followers. I presume the decorations are the same as we see today. Tiled murals with painted ceilings and purple moleskin seating. In 1955, the brasserie was taken over by his son Roger. The interior is beautiful (sorry for the bad photo, but it was difficult to get a good shot). It was quite full when I arrived in the late afternoon, but I got a table rather quickly. The waiters with their formal dress with the white napkins over the arm, ran around to serve the hungry guests. I took a beef filé with sauce béarnaise and it was divine, just melted in the mouth, together with a wonderful glass of French red wine. I wanted to have île flottante, one of my favourite desserts, since it is difficult to get anywhere else than in France. Unfortunately, too many of the guests had the same idea, so nothing was left for me. I had a crème caramel instead, which is another favourite. Fantastic. Procope ( 13 Rue de l'Ancienne Comédie, Paris, 6th arr.) I ran into this restaurant on my way home. However, I had read about it and wanted to visit. It is the oldest café in Paris and was the first restaurant to introduce coffee and offering table service in a porcelain cup. Since 1686, it has been a symbol of French gastronomy and the Parisian art of living. It is situated in the heart of Saint-Germain-des-Prés and has stood the test of time. The great minds of literary, artistic and political society used to meet here; La Fontaine, Voltaire, Rousseau, Benjamin Franklin, Danton, Marat, Diderot, Napoleon, Balzac, Hugo, Gambetta, Verlaine and Anatole France. Noblesse oblige, I was thinking upon entering the establishment. Would they let me in wearing my tights and t-shirt? They did. Cosy library corner in the restaurant Upper floor dining room Another dining room I got a table in a small room at the back of the restaurant, which also has an entrance from a small alley. I could enjoy a cosy library where presumably Voltaire once was sitting, eating, reading and discussing. It is stated that each recipe has been carefully preserved and are still used today; such as Coq au vin and Joue de Bœuf braisée. I chose the first one which was delicious. As a dessert I tried a strawberry Pavlova, which was covered with too much cream to be perfect. But, a wonderful surrounding for a meal. During the meal it became very dark and it started hailing. Big hail balls fell on the streets of the alley. It gave me a good excuse to stay a little bit longer. Before leaving, I visited the upper floors which have smaller rooms for dinner guests, all beautifully decorated with antique furniture. Les Deux Magots (6, Place Saint-Germain-des-Prés, Paris, 6th arr.) Since the very beginning this café has been a favourite hangout for famous artists and writers such as Guillaume Apollinaire, André Gide, Jacques Prévert, Ernest Hemingway, and many more. Even literary and artistic movements were conceived here, such as André Breton’s surrealism and Jean-Paul Sartre’s and Simone de Beauvoir’s ideas of existentialism. Even today it is a creative crossroads within the arts, as well as all tourists who are interested in soaking up the atmosphere. Me being one of them. There seems to always be a queue outside, but I was rather lucky and only had to wait around 10 minutes. I got a table at a glassed in terrace with a view to the street. The service was good and friendly. I only had my favourite sallad; Chèvre chaud with sallad, walnuts and figs. A kir to start with and a glass of Sancerre (always excellent) to go down with it. It was, in spite of all the people around, rather pleasant and peaceful to sit at the café and reflect on its history. Price wise a little bit of a tourist trap, but more or less what you pay in other cafés and restaurants. Its history goes back to the end of the 19th century and if you are interested you can read it from this document , downloaded from their website. LM (13 rue de Médici, Paris, 6th arr.) This beautiful and relaxed café is situated along the Jardin de Luxembourg. I visited it two times, because of its very tasty Chèvre Chaud sallad and its nice atmosphere and possibility to sit outside on the pavement overlooking the park. The service was good and friendly and seemed to highlight ecological and fresh ingredients. Perfect for a light lunch. Not the best of photos, but a relaxing atmosphere Roger de Beyrouth (103, Rue Monge, Paris, 5th arr.) I was lucky to find this Lebanese restaurant on my way home, rather early one evening (very close to metro Censier-Daubenton). As always with Lebanese food it was excellent. I enjoyed a Kafta, which is one of my favourite dishes, together with a lovely Lebanese wine. It included very friendly service. Quite pleased when I afterwards slowly walked back to my hotel. Café des Deux Moulins (15 Rue Lépic, Paris, Montmartre) If you have not seen the film about Amélie from Montmartre , or, Le fabuloux destin d’Amélie Poulain (The Fabulous Destiny of Amélie Poulain), a French romantic comedy from 2001 you have to. It is a wonderful film and I can highly recommend it. She lived in Montmartre and used to go to her neighbourhood restaurant. It was filmed in Café des Deux Moulins which is a nice café, almost with a touch of American fifties bars. Quite simple, but having a nice atmosphere. On the menu you can eat Amélie’s favourite food. I chose her favourite main dish boeuf du bourgogne, which was really good. Amélie in a mirrored version Cave La Bourgogne (144 Rue Mouffetard, Paris, 5th arr.) Another easy going restaurant/café close to the hotel and close to metro station Censier-Daubenton. Good and friendly service with a variety of food so you are sure to find something that please you. Both inside and outside seating. I ate there twice and had breakfast once. Turned out to become a favourite spot, and I wish I had found it earlier. All in all it seems my eating experience in Paris was very good. I did aim for a few of them, mostly due to literary connections, but the rest was just lucky spur of the moment visits.

Thank you to Emma @ Words and Peace  who is hosting this event this year as well. We are already guided into the various themes of this year. Head over to Emma's website for more information. Stefan Zweig in Paris Stefan Zweig spent time in Paris during the 1920s and 1930s, immersing himself in its vibrant literary and artistic scene. There, he met prominent figures such as Auguste Rodin, Rainer Maria Rilke, and Romain Rolland. Zweig was deeply impressed by Rodin, particularly by the intense focus and dedication he brought to his art. In 1940, Zweig witnessed the fall of Paris—an event that profoundly affected him. He felt a deep connection to the city, its cultural legacy, and its symbolic significance for Europe. The German occupation, combined with his despair over the future of the continent, contributed to his decision to leave Europe. He eventually settled in Brazil, where, in 1942, he and his wife Lotte took their own lives. Zweig’s autobiography, The World of Yesterday , offers a poignant and moving account of his life and the Europe he once knew. It reflects not only on his time in Paris but also on the broader cultural collapse he experienced. The book stands as a testament to a lost world—one that, even today, resonates with striking relevance. I read Zweig's eminent reflection on The World of Yesterday last year, and I found a few quotes from his visits to Paris, a city he loved, which I would like to share with you. " To love Paris properly, you ought really to have known Berlin first, experiencing the natural servility of Germany with its rigit class differences, painfully clearly delineated, in which the officer's wife did not talk to the teacher's wife, who in turn did not speak to the merchant's lady, who herself did not mix with the labourer's wife. In Paris, however, the inheritance of the Revolution was still alive and coursing through the people's veins; the proletarian worker felt himself as much of a free citizen as his employer, a man with equal rights; the café waiter shook hands in a comradely manner with the general in his gold-laced uniform; the industrious, respectable, neat and clean wives of the lower middle classes did not look down their noses at prostitutes who happened to live on the same floor in their building, but passed the time of day with them on the stairs, and their children gave the girls flowers. " Unfortunately, I did not visit Berlin first, but I hope to do that next year. I am looking forward to immerse myself in the history and present day events in this city. " The Latin Quarter no longer enticed me. On an earlier brief visit, when I was twenty, I had gone straight there from the railway station, and on my very first evening I had sat in the Café Vachette, getting them to show me, with all due reverence, the place where Verlaine used to sit and the marble-topped table on which, when he was tipsy, he used to bang angrily with his heavy stick to get a respectful hearing. " Café Vachette does no longer exit. I found a photograph from Roger Viollet Gallerie from around 1910. It can be bought if someone is interested. It looks like a traditional café at the time. Such a pity it does not exist anymore. I took the help of ChatGPT to find out more about the café. Historical Overview Originally founded during the First French Empire as the Café des Grands Hommes, it later became known as Café Vachette. Situated at numbers cited variously as 27 or even 37 boulevard Saint‑Michel—historical sources pinpoint it as a fixture on the Latin Quarter’s literary map. A Literary Haven From around 1880 onward, the café emerged as a center of the Parisian bohème littéraire. Regular patrons included writers and poets such as Paul Verlaine, Pierre Louÿs, Maurice Barrès, Guy de Maupassant, and most prominently Jean Moréas, who spent most evenings there. Intellectual Atmosphere In contrast to the more hedonistic cafés of the Latin Quarter, Café Vachette was known for its scholarly atmosphere. It survived until Moréas’s death in 1911 and was praised as a model of intellectual circumspection, “leaning more to scholarship than sensuality.” Ownership & Cultural Role The establishment was part of Joseph Vachette’s café empire, later managed by chef-restaurateur Paul Brébant in the mid-19th century. Brébant expanded the business significantly, and the café became widely known as a hub for bohemian dining and late-night socializing. His son, Eugène Vachette (pen name Eugène Chavette), became a notable writer. His literary career and frequent connection to the café reflect the continuity between its gastronomic and intellectual life. Cultural Legacy Many Symbolist and Parnassian writers argued there, read their poems, and held vibrant conversations here. As Carco recalled, Moréas addressed young aspirants urging them to “Base yourselves firmly on principles... They will certainly end up giving way!” Local antiquarians remembered the Vachette as a café of restraint, standing apart from those given to late-night revelry or less reputable entertainments. Present Day Today, no café exists at the original address. A visit to 27 boulevard Saint‑Michel reveals a modern street frontage, with a bank, clothing boutique, and Joseph Gibert bookstore—no trace of Café Vachette remains. Why It Mattered Café Vachette represented more than just a place to dine—it was a melting pot of literary ambition, intellectual dialogue, and artistic ferment. Famed writers gathered around its tables, testing their ideas. It stood as a symbol of how cafés in Paris served as incubators of culture and conversation, especially in the vibrant milieu of the Latin Quarter. If it had still existed it would probably serve as a hub for tourists as does Les Deux Magots, Café de Flore and Brasserie Lipp today. I have not heard about this café anywhere else. What about you? Have you read about it somewhere, or it popped up in connection with literary achievements?

Thank you to Emma @ Words and Peace  who is hosting this event this year as well. We are already guided into the various themes of this year. Head over to Emma's website for more information. I have not read any books about France and Paris in July, except the autobiography by Tamara Talbot Rice, which only partially takes place in Paris. But, for my trip to Paris in May, I managed to read a few books, during my visit and afterwards. Here are some short reviews. A Moveable Feast by Ernest Hemingway A re-read of Hemingway’s famous memoir about his early years in Paris. I enjoyed it more this time, being more familiar with the era and the places he describes. This was an updated edition of the original, edited by his son (or grandson). A must-read for anyone who loves Paris—especially the 1920s. The Most Beautiful Walk in the World, a Pedestrian in Paris by John Baxter A charming and humorous introduction to walking in Paris. We follow John Baxter on his tours, daily routines, and the many small challenges of living in the city. A delightful companion for armchair travelers and Paris lovers alike. Talk to the Snail, Ten Commandments for Understanding the French by Stephen Clarke I bought this book at Shakespeare & Company on the recommendation of Marianne @ Let's Read . Clarke, a long-time Paris resident and journalist, shares the joys and frustrations of adapting to Parisian life—including the language. Witty, entertaining, and filled with sharp observations about French culture. Voltaire in Love by Nancy Mitford - Madame de Pompadour by Nancy Mitford I’ve wanted to read Nancy Mitford for a while, and these two nonfiction books about iconic French figures were the perfect place to start. Voltaire in Love explores the scandalous love affair between Voltaire and the brilliant Émilie du Châtelet. Equal in intellect and passion, they shocked the French aristocracy. Voltaire—described on the back cover as a successful financier, famous poet, and troublemaker—certainly didn’t shy from controversy. A fascinating look at two bold spirits ahead of their time. Madame de Pompadour follows the rise of Jeanne-Antoinette Poisson, who became the most powerful woman in France as Louis XV’s mistress. I knew little about her before, and Mitford’s lively narrative brings her vividly to life. Educated, cultured, and by all accounts genuinely kind, she held her influence amid the ruthless politics of Versailles with remarkable grace. Le Bal/Snow in Autumn by Irène Némirovsky Two poignant novellas by an author I’ve long wanted to read. Le Bal tells the story of a German Jewish family in Paris and the unexpected consequences of hosting a ball—dark, unsettling, and unforgettable. Snow in Autumn is a moving account of Russian émigrés fleeing to France after the Bolshevik Revolution. I especially loved Le Bal for its sharp emotional impact. The Autobiography of Alice B. Toklas by Gertrude Stein At first, I didn’t realize Stein herself wrote this book, though in hindsight, its style makes that clear. I had expected it to be difficult, but instead it felt like sitting across from Stein as she talked about their life in Paris—both within and beyond the famous artistic circles she helped shape. Surprisingly engaging and more approachable than I imagined. Ludvig XIV (Louis XIV) by Andreas Marklund I listened to this short account of the life of Louis XIV. It was very interesting, and I did learn a few new things about him. The most surprising was the author’s claim that the rigid court rules at Versailles—established by Louis XIV—were passed down to his son and, if I understood correctly, contributed in part to the later French Revolution. Overall, an interesting account on his life and deeds. Scott Fitzgerald by Andrew Turnbull I’ve read a few books about the Fitzgeralds, and this turned out to be a rather good one. Turnbull met Scott Fitzgerald as a child when Scott rented a house from Turnbull’s family. The Fitzgeralds’ story seems to drift toward doom early in their lives. One wonders if there was anything they could have done to change their lifestyle. It seems the will—or even the intention—wasn’t really there. A tragic story indeed. Kvinnan i Paris (A Pregnant Courtesan for the Rake) by Diane Gaston A romance to mix in with the heavier reading. It was okay, but not much more than that—an easy read, at least. Before Wisdom: The Early Poems by Paul Verlaine While walking the streets of Paris searching for Hemingway’s home, I stumbled upon the former residence of Paul Verlaine. I remembered hearing of him—perhaps through Stefan Zweig, who I believe admired him. I bought a copy of his early poems to get a sense of his work. I’m not much of a poetry reader, and I can’t say I completely understood him, though some poems were beautiful, many of them sad. Tamara, Memoirs of St Petersburg, Paris, Oxford and Byzantium by Tamara Talbot Rice This book has been on my shelves for 30–40 years, and I finally decided to read it. The title intrigued me, as I’ve visited all the cities she writes about. Unfortunately, I never quite connected with Tamara herself, and I found the memoirs rather dull—mainly anecdotes about famous people she had met. It’s a shame, because she lived through an era of big changes and could have shared so much more. Interestingly, the brief introductions to each chapter—written by her daughter—were the most engaging parts. Have you read any of the books I talk about here? If so, which one was your favourite? Anyone you would like to read after having read these short reviews?

Emma @ Words and Peace and Annabookbel are hosting this year's summer read. There is another questionnaire to summarise our reading for July. 1. Which book surprised you the most this month? Describe what made it stand out—was it a plot twist, unique character, or something unexpected? The Night Travellers by Armando Lucas Correa. From the start I thought it would be, more or less, like The German Girl , but it turned out to be so much more. A family saga, how earlier generations history trickle down through the heritage of the women in the family. Starting in the 1930s and going up to modern times. A really good story. 2. If your July reading experience was a weather forecast, what would it be and why? Did your reads feel like sunny days, thunderstorms, gentle breezes, or heatwaves? Difficult to say, but I would probably go for sunny days, interrupted by thunderstorms. 3. Name a setting from your July books where you’d love (or hate) to take a summer vacation. What drew you to (or repelled you from) the place? I would say Cuba from The Night Travellers. I have been to Cuba and it is a fantastic, exotic place. I would not mind going back. 4. If you could turn one book into a summer festival, what would the main event be? Describe the vibe, activities, or the bookish highlight of your imagined festival. I would say "LAGOM". A Swedish word that means "not too much, not too little", just perfect in other words. The festival would be lagom of many things; music, theatre, literary festival and whatever turns up. Lagom finns bara i Sverige, och andra myter om språk by Mikael Parkvall. My free translation: You only find LAGOM in Sweden and other myths about languages. 5. Choose your own adventure—recap July in the style of your choice: You might write a diary entry, poem, comic panel, or even a simple list. Be as creative as you like! Visiting the wild parts of Norway with our camper van. We travelled around the south western part of the country, and it is like going around in a fairy tale. So beautiful. Especially, when you go along the fjords and "fjells" listening to Peer Gynt by Edvard Grieg. It felt like I was in another world. Geiranger, Norway If you are interested in our travels, please visit my newsletter The Content Reader . More Norwegian, and other, adventures to come.

July has come to an end and it is time for a wrap-up. July is, like November, a busy month with several challenges. This year I participate in Paris in July, 20 Books of Summer and Big Book Summer Challenge. They do overlap here and there. I have read 8 books in July, making it 17 books for the 20 Books of Summer. I am very happy about that, although not all of the books come from my original pile. Since I am travelling, it is easier to read on my i-pad, even if I did take a few physical books with me. I am currently reading Nine Parts of Desire by Geraldine Brooks (from my pile) and Svartfågel by Frida Skybäck (a thriller set in my region). I hope to be able to finish the last one today. Books read in July Frälsarkransen by Kristina Ohlsson The 5th book in an excellent thrller series, set on the west coast of Sweden, north of Gothenburg. Murder cases based on great stories, and we get to meet all the wonderful people in this small village. I hope there will be a 6th book. The Scottish Prisoner by Diana Gabaldon The is one of the side stories of Gabaldon's Outlander series. As usual it is a pleasure to read her boooks. Filled with history and great characters. Excitement from beginning to the end. I still have to read her 9th book in the series. I have waited a while to read it, to keep the story hidden a little bit longer. But, this book made me long for it. I better read it soon, since I think her 10th book might be out soon. De utvalda by Helena Kubicek Boye Another Swedish thriller set in the city where I live. Kubicek Boye has written several thriller series, but this is the first one I have read. I am waiting for the second installement, because this was another good story and mystery. "A well-known Malmö profile is found murdered in the elevator of a newly built apartment building in Västra hamnen. He has a strange burn wound over his mouth. Martin “Gulte” Guldström from the Malmö police’s special crime unit is one of the first on the scene, and what initially appears to be a derailed conflict between two neighbors soon turns out to be something much bigger." Truls Reimer is an obnoxious police from Stockholm, transferred to Malmö due to co-operation problems. Psychologist Kattis Olsson had to resign a post as profiler due to family situation. Alongside solving the crime, Reimer and Olsson have to find a way to work together with the people in the police precinct. A little bit of unusual story as characters are concern, and the murder case itself takes several turn before it is solved. Lagom finns bara i Sverige, och andra myter om språk by Mikael Parkvall (NF) Mikael Parkvall is a linguist and looks at myths in our language. The title is, in my translation, "Lagom you only find in Sweden ...". Lagom is a word meaning "not too much, not too little, just right" and is a popular word in Swedish. I think we are sometimes called "Landet lagom" ("The Country Lagom"). Interesting aspects on languages and where they come from. De som färdas om natten (La viajera nocturna/The Night Travellers) by Armando Lucas Correa I loved Lucas Correa's book " The German Girl " and when I found this one in the sales, I grabbed it and it does not disappoint. The Night Travellers is a historical novel that spans generations, exploring the lasting effects of war, racism, and displacement. The story begins in Nazi Germany and follows Ally Keller, a German woman who gives birth to a mixed-race daughter, Lilith, in 1931. As racial laws tighten, Ally must protect Lilith from persecution, ultimately sending her to Cuba for safety. The narrative continues through several generations of women—Lilith, Nadine, and Luna—each shaped by the trauma of exile, dictatorship, and identity loss. From Berlin to Havana, New York, and back to Europe, the novel reflects on how the past travels with us. It's a deeply emotional tale of survival, sacrifice, and the enduring bonds of family, making me cry floods at the end of the story. Beastly things by Donna Leon Another novel by Donna Leon since I am aiming in reading all her books. I find though that now, when I have reached her 20th + books, the stories are not always as great as they were in the beginning of the series. " When the body of a man is found in a canal, damaged by the tides, carrying no wallet, and wearing only one shoe, Commissario Guido Brunetti has little to work with. No local has filed a missing-person report, and no hotel guests have disappeared. With Inspector Vianello, Brunetti canvasses shoe stores, and winds up on the mainland in Mestre, outside his usual sphere, where they learn that the man had a kindly way with animals ." Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim by david sedaris (NF) I think David Sedaris does not need a closer introduction. In this book he looks at his childhood, family and relationships, and it is, as always, a pleasure and fun to read.

Emma @ Words and Peace  and Annabookbel  are hosting this year's summer read. "Almighty God created sexual desire in ten parts, then he gave nine parts to women and one to men." Ali ibn Abu Taleb, husband of Muhammad's daughter Fatima and founder of the Shiite sect of Islam This is the first quote in Nine Parts of Desire - The Hidden World of Islamic Women by Geraldine Brooks. Geraldine Brooks (born 1955) is an Australian-American journalist and award-winning novelist. She began her career as a reporter, working for The Sydney Morning Herald and later as a foreign correspondent for The Wall Street Journal , covering conflicts in the Middle East, Africa, and the Balkans. She has written several acclaimed nonfiction and fiction books. She won the 2006 Pulitzer Prize for March . Her acclaimed novels, including Year of Wonders, People of the Book, and Horse , are known for weaving rich historical research with powerful storytelling. Sounds wonderful and I have to check out her novels. But, as a start, a very interesting nonfiction. I have heard so many good things about Geraldine Brooks’s books, but until now I had never read one. Nine Parts of Desire has actually been sitting on my shelves since it first came out in the mid-1990s. Having lived in the Middle East myself, I found this book particularly interesting, but I think it will also speak to any woman curious about the lives of Muslim women. Brooks’s writing is excellent. Her prose flows across the pages with the ease of a novel, although her journalistic treats shine through. As a reporter, she is skilled with words, but also with perspectives: she weaves together history, the development of Islam and its impact on women, and vivid portrayals of women’s lives in different Middle Eastern countries. One of the strengths of the book is how she captures the diversity of experiences—women’s lives can differ a lot from one country to another. Brooks manages to remain fair and nuanced, presenting voices both from within these societies and from the outside. Of course, it is important to remember that the book was published in 1995, and much has happened in the region since then. Yet, even with that in mind, it gives a fascinating insight into women’s lives—their challenges, limitations, and also their strengths and resilience. What struck me most was how Brooks combined respect with honesty: she does not shy away from difficult questions, but neither does she reduce these women’s lives to stereotypes. Reading it today, almost thirty years later, adds another layer. The political, social, and cultural landscapes of the Middle East have shifted in many ways—wars, revolutions, technological change, and women’s movements have transformed many aspects of life. Some of Brooks’s observations feel rooted in their time, while others remain relevant today. Her stories set in the 1990s becomes a reflection on how women's lives in the region have changed. But also a realisation that many of the struggles and debates continue up to this day, even if sometimes in new forms. This, my first Brook book, wet my appetite for reading more by her. As a good journalist, she has a sharp eye on events happening around her. Her analyses are honestly and fair, and she knows how to write a good story.

Lately, I have not participated in that many challenges. Mostly because I tend not to follow the list I prepare for each challenge. However, I did join a few challenges this summer that has been rather successful. You know what it is like when hybrid sets in? You feel you can do anything. I follow a few book readers on Youtube, which is both inspiring and encouraging. I have found a few odd challenges lately and felt eager to follow them. There are three in particular which caught my attention. None of them very easy. HRCYED II - The Hardest Reading Challenge You've Ever Done (7 July 2025 - 6 July 2026) This amazing, and difficult, challenge is hosted by Qwordy , but has been picked up by several other youtubers. It should last for a year, but you can be flexible if you feel like it. In principal you can start whenever you like. I am sure I will need more than one year to cover this challenge. The good thing is that you can keep track on The StoryGraph, and, I presume, Goodreads (which I don't use anymore). Here are the prompts for 25/26. The Hardest Reading Challenge You'll Ever Do (7 July 2025 - 6 July 2026) By the 100s (up to 800) 24-Hour Readathon Subgenre Reads: First to Sixth Series Staircase: (Standalone book/Duology/Trilogy/Quadrilogy +) Award Season: Entrants, semi-finalists, finalist, and winners) TBR Game Books The Last Ten Years: 2015 - 2025 - Bonus 2026) All the Adaptations: Original Books - Modern Retelling - Comic/Graphic - Musical - Stage Play - TV Show - Web Series - Animation - Movie Disability Challenge: 5 books Heritage Months: Disability Pride - Hispanic - Indigenous - Black - Women’s History - Arab - Jewish - AAPI - Queer Pride Translation Challenge: 5 books Around the World - North America - South America - Africa - Europe - Asia - Australia - Antarctica The Bigger Rainbow: Red - Orange - Yellow - Green - Teal - Light Blue - Blue - Purple - Pink - Black - White - Gold/Silver + Rainbow, any cover with more than seven colours on it Make a Quote Spooky Creatures: Vampire - Shifter - Magic User - Fae Folk - Spirit - Merfolk - Zombie - Other Creature The Avatar Challenge: Water - Earth - Fire - Air Readathon Challenge Animals Challenge: House Pets - Exotic Pets - Farm Animals - Wild Animals - Zoo Animals The Bigger Queere Alphabet: Gay - Lesbian - Bi/Pan - Trans - Intersex - Asexual - Polyamory - Non-binary -Genderfluid Your Favourite Prompt from HRCYED 1 Bipoc Authors: 10 books New Release: July 2025 - June 2026 Your Own Custom Prompt Non-fiction Challenge: 5 books Q’s Reviews and Recs: Cozy Mini review - Full reading vlog - TikTok/Reel/Short Secret Prompts I hope I got that right. Under many of the headings are several books to read. Some are customizable so you can choose what to read. Each prompt has a separate entry on StoryGraph and when you add your books, it shows clearly what you have read and where you are in the process. Please let me know if you are joining this one. The 52 Book Club The 52 Book Club (youtube channel) has another interesting challenge called Connections Reading . Here are some of the rules, but head over to their web-site for more information. "Special Challenge Rules: One of the unique elements of this challenge is that each prompt somehow connects to the prompt that came before it. Each book you choose will influence the books that come next. This is why the challenge must be completed in order. The prompts may look a little confusing at first, so take the challenge one prompt at a time. For example: Prompt 1 is “Pick any book.” Let’s say that you pick Welcome to Murder Week by Karen Dukess as your first prompt. Prompt 2 is “Title shares a word with the previous book’s title.” For this prompt, you could pick Murder on the Orient Express by Agatha Christie because it shares the word “Murder” with your prompt 1 title. Prompt 3 is “Set in the country where the previous author is from,” so you choose to read Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. The book is set in England, which is where the previous author, Agatha Christie, was from. And so on. Continue through the challenge, taking it one prompt at a time." It sounds like an interesting way of reading. Words and Peace Emma at Words and Peace has a similar reading challenge called BookBound. It is related to Connected reading, but has fewer prompts for each first book. Here you deal with three books, connected by title, author, country or whatever you can find. If you are interested, ask Emma for the excel sheet to share your reading with others. Thematic months For the autumn I am thinking of adding a theme for each month. The idea is not to only read the thematic books, but more like reading about a special subject, author, classic or similar. I am thinking the following themes for the rest of the year. Preferably from my own shelves. September - Roman empire/Antiquity - I feel like reading about old times again. October - Russian authors - I have a few on my shelves, most of them very thick. November - Biographies - I have quite a few lying around, very thick as well. December - Egypt - to prepare for our trip there over Christmas and New Year. I don't set up a number of books, and I will read other books as well. I am pleased with my 20 Books of Summer that I already fulfilled in the beginning of August. Not all on my original list, but still. I also intend to continue reading from my list. Left are mostly very thick books, so might not be able to finish them this year. I am also travelling for more or less a month, which means I will stick with e-books. I must not forget November which is a busy challenge month. I might only join Nonfiction November this year, due to my travels. Have you made a plan for your autum reading? Or Spring if you are from down under? Please let me know, it is always interesting and inspiring to hear.

In the park on the other side of the Inn from where we are, there is a free library. Mostly books in German or course, but from time to time there are some interesting books in English. I usually leave my English and Swedish books, that I don't want to keep, here. To my surprise, even the Swedish ones disappears rather quickly. The other day I was passing by to leave Geraldine Brook's book Nine Parts of Desire that I finished last week. To my surprise I found three excellent books in English, and one rather fun book in German. This is a book for creatives. In translation it is called Fun With Trash, Design from Waste. It is all about being creative and recycle things in stead of throwing them away. There are quite a few very nice way of creating something useful from various kinds of trash. There is a page of the final product, followed by a couple of pages with instructions. It is something that anyone can do, even if you are not very handy with tools. A great book which I gave to my husband. Just waiting to see what comes out of it. If any. Three classics The other three books were classics in English. Maybe Ian McEwan's Black Dogs would not be called a classic, but definitely he is an author I wanted to read for a long time. I have high hopes on this book. The Power and the Glory by Graham Greene Graham Greene is a favourite author and this book, The Power and the Glory is supposed to be his masterpiece. I have already read it, and it is truly a great, but very sad story, of faith, poverty, weakness, and survival. There is a historical background to the story, of which I did not know anything. In 1917 a change to the Mexican Constitution restricted the Church's public role. Priests had to register, church property was confiscated and religious services shut down. It led to the Cristero War (1926-1929) Greene's story is set in the 1930s and it follows a nameless priest - known only as the "whisky priest". He is not allowed to work as a priest anymore and is roaming around the country. He drinks too much, makes mistakes, and carries guilt for fathering a child. In spite of the situation he continues to serve the people when asked, and are thus wanted by the authorities. Greene's writing takes us directly to this poverty stricken region where people hardly have food to survive the day. The dust, the poor houses, the desperate lives are so well portrayed that you are right there, suffering alongside the people. It is a depressing story about ordinary, brave people who fight to survive in a hostile environment. The priest fight with his own demons of not being able to help people, his own shortcomings, and his doubts about his priesthood. Nevertheless, he keeps going until he comes to a point where he makes a final decision. Greene's hero is not a saint. His imperfections shine through his daily life, but he somehow manages to show grace and courage along the way. Doing what we all do: trying to be a good person in spite of our imperfections. Not surprisingly, the novel met debate and especially the Catholics were scandalised by the portrayal of the priest. Time has been kind, and it is considered one of Greene's greatest works. The poverty background that shows what people have to do to survive puts an emphasis on the ever big questions of morality, redemption and the never ending clash between religion and politics. Although I found the book terribly sad, I was deeply drawn to it. From time to time I had to put it down, yet it always lured me back. The characters the priest encounters feel like friends, even though you don’t spend much time with them. As he travels, constantly meeting new people, facing new situations, and entering new environments, you can’t help but feel close to him. The story and the people stay with you, long after you have finished the book. Dubliners by James Joyce I have given up on certain classics, because I think they will be too difficult for me. Or, not being able to attract me to reading them. However, lately, I have been rethinking, and decided that I want to read the great classics. Even if they are long, difficult, and might not have a topic that I am very interested in. I can always read a chapter a day. So, when I found Dubliners by Joyce, and saw that it is not one of his thicker novels, I grabbed it. I hope to read it before I leave Innsbruck, so I can give it back to the free library. That was a few of my new, rather interesting findings, for no money at all. Is it not great? I hope you are enjoying the summer challenges. I have managed to read more than 20 books so far, so I am really happy.

I’ve been blogging since the end of 2013—first on Blogger and more recently on Wix. While I still enjoy writing about books, keeping up with the blog has started to feel burdensome, especially after moving from Blogger to Wix. Wix works well in many ways, but I’ve struggled to design a site that looks and functions equally well on both computers and mobile devices. Lately, I’ve been reflecting on the future of my blog. I haven’t been posting regularly, mostly because other commitments have taken up my time. At times, writing a post has felt more like an obligation than a joy, and I know some of you can relate to that feeling. Over the last couple of years, I’ve been using a program called Substack. It functions more like a newsletter, though you can share text, videos, podcasts, and more. I find it very simple to use, and somehow it feels easier to write there. Substack doesn’t have all the same features as a traditional blog (like labels), but I’ve realised those aren’t the most essential parts of my blogging. That’s why I’ve decided to move my blog to Substack as well. I’ve created a newsletter called My Bookish Corner , and the first introductory post is already up. Just like with a blog, you can visit the site to read both new and past posts. If you subscribe (it’s free), new posts will go directly to your inbox. You can like and comment as before—only this time, it’s much easier. I truly hope you’ll join me there. I’ll continue posting in parallel on Wix until my subscription ends in late 2026. Most of the posts will be the same, though I may share a few extras exclusively on Substack. For the next year at least, you’ll be able to choose where you prefer to read. Here’s the link to My Bookish Corner . As always, I’d love to hear your thoughts—both on the posts and on the newsletter itself. I also have two newsletters where I write about my travels, history, culture and anything that makes life more interesting. One in English and one in Swedish. For those interested, here are the links: The Content Reader Newsletter Den tillfälliga besökaren