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Benedict Sangster
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Writer, Norwich, UK. Lover of all animals. Books and nothing else

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SAVE SCRIPT HAVEN!

Please donate/share our crowdfunder to keep this vital independent bookshop in Worcester open!!! ❤️

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November 7, 2025 at 6:04 PM
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A gift from my mother: The Book of Saints, compiled by the Benedictine monks of St Augustine's Abbey, Ramsgate
The Book of Saints A book with a black cover bearing the above title, featuring an unnamed aureoled saint reading from a book we can probably presume to be the Bible.
November 6, 2025 at 3:24 PM
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CHAPTER XXV A damn'd cramp piece of penmanship as ever I saw in my life! She Stoops to Conquer.
November 5, 2025 at 11:27 AM
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Thrilled to receive these delightful editions from @renardpress.com's impressive Classic Fiction selection:

Three Lives - Gertrude Stein
It Can't Happen Here - Sinclair Lewis
Venus and Adonis - William Shakespeare
Catharine of the Bower - Jane Austen
Three Lives - Gertrude Stein It Can't Happen Here - Sinclair Lewis Venus and Adonis - William Shakespeare Catharine of the Bower with The Beautiful Cassandra - Jane Austen A selection of classics from Renard Press on a sunlit wooden table.
November 4, 2025 at 12:30 PM
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'Only yesterday, in love —'

~ Parting, from Anna Akhmatova's Selected Poems, tr. Richard McKane
Parting Evening, sloping path before me. Only yesterday, in love - he implored, 'Don't forget.' Now only the winds and the cries of the shepherds. The cedars in uproar by the clean springs.
October 29, 2025 at 8:47 AM
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Had a great morning browsing local independent writers, publishers, and makers at Norwich Book Festival at the Forum, coming away with lots including these three from the lovely people at @salopress.bsky.social
woman│folk - Karan Chambers FANG CODA - Ross Scott-Buccleuch lycanthrope - Zoë Brigley Three volumes of poetry on a wooden background, lit by the soft orange glow of artificial light.
October 25, 2025 at 5:47 PM
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'I felt I had made the impossible mistake of thinking that one of the virtues of love was permanence.'

~ H. E. Bates, Love for Lydia
October 23, 2025 at 6:20 PM
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'Between grief and nothing I will take grief.'

~ Faulkner, The Wild Palms
October 21, 2025 at 9:17 AM
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"What is at stake if we cannot continue?"

Simultaneously very happy and crestfallen to be part of this Open Letter (written to the industry, as well as readers, writers, and - well - everyone who cares).

Please read, and share:

www.thebookseller.com/comment/open...
Open letter on the future of small press publishing in the UK
The industry must work together to ensure the longevity of the UK’s independent presses.
www.thebookseller.com
October 10, 2025 at 11:45 AM
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'[...] the one that failed the most tragically and the most splendidly.'

William Faulkner on his favourite of his works, The Sound and the Fury. Taken from the authoritative and deeply insightful The Life of William Faulkner, by Richard Gray
[...] but in one respect at least he was remarkably consistent: when asked what his personal favourite was among his books, he never tired of saying it was The Sound and the Fury, 'the one that failed the most tragically and the most splendidly'. 'I like the one which caused me the most trouble', he declared in an interview. 'That is The Sound and the Fury.' And elsewhere, in his class conferences at Virginia, he continued this line of thought: The Sound and the Fury, he insisted: was the best failure. It was the one I anguished the most over, that I worked the hardest at, that even when I knew I couldn't bring it off, I still worked at it... The others that have been easier to write... I don't have the feeling toward any of them that I do toward that one... The Life of William Faulkner - Richard Grey A red and white critical biography of the life and works of William Faulkner, featuring the great Southern writer at his most dapper on the front cover
October 14, 2025 at 4:35 PM
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Two not-so-new acquisitions:

Selected Poems - Anna Akhmatova, tr. Richard McKane, with a 1964 introductory essay by Andrei Sinyavsky

Fair Stood the Wind for France - H. E. Bates
Penguin Modern European Poets - Anna Akhmatova, Selected Poems H. E. Bates, Fair Stood the Wind for France Two volumes side by side on a decidedly plush throw
October 7, 2025 at 11:38 AM
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'The veiled face of a woman, refined, disillusioned, is a suitable preface to this book which will treat sadly of sensual pleasure.'

From Colette's The Pure and the Impure, tr. Herma Briffault; an 'unforgettable gallery of eccentrics'
Colette - The Pure and the Impure
October 6, 2025 at 3:58 PM
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Remembering William Faulkner on his birthday 🎂
📷 Henri Cartier-Bresson, 1962

"The poet’s voice need not merely be the record of man, it can be one of the props, the pillars to help him endure & prevail."
- from his Nobel Prize speech, 1950
Faulkner lights his pipe
September 26, 2025 at 1:06 AM
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"It has come too late."

Jean Rhys on her rediscovery and subsequent literary acclaim after decades of obscurity.

#booksky
Later years From 1960, and for the rest of her life, Rhys lived in Cheriton Fitzpaine in Devon, once described by her as "a dull spot which even drink can't enliven much." Characteristically, she remained unimpressed by her belated ascent to literary fame, commenting, "It has come too late." In an interview shortly before her death she questioned whether any novelist, not least herself, could ever be happy for any length of time: "If I could choose I would rather be happy than write... if I could live my life all over again, and choose...."
September 25, 2025 at 5:17 PM
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🌓 HOUSE OF DAY, HOUSE OF NIGHT by Olga Tokarczuk, tr. Antonia Lloyd-Jones publishes today 🌓

A ‘constellation novel’, HOUSE OF DAY, HOUSE OF NIGHT is a brilliantly imaginative story of a small place by one of the most ambitious novelists of our time.
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September 11, 2025 at 3:52 PM
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Fragment from the incomplete epigraph to Victor Hugo's Les Misérables, in a superb translation by Julie Rose
As long as social damnation exists, through laws and customs, artificially creating hell at the heart of civilization and muddying a destiny that is divine with human calamity; as long as the three problems of the century - man's debasement through the proletariat, woman's demoralization through hunger, the wasting of the child through darkness - are not resolved; as long as social suffocation is possible in certain areas; in other words, and to take an even broader view, as long as ignorance and misery exist in this world, books like the one you are about to read are, perhaps, not entirely useless. -- Victor Hugo, Hauteville House, January 1, 1862
September 3, 2025 at 9:28 AM
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Some new acquisitions:

A not-so-new Cider with Rosie - Laurie Lee
Tender Buttons - Gertrude Stein
Les Misérables - Victor Hugo, tr. Julie Rose

#booksky
Cider With Rosie - Laurie Lee Tender Buttons - Gertrude Stein Les Misérables - Victor Hugo, tr. Julie Rose Arranged artlessly on a wooden table with a candle and well-worn Pusheen flask as backdrop
September 2, 2025 at 11:12 AM
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'If happiness is anticipation with certainty, we were happy.'

From the Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison
August 26, 2025 at 9:22 AM
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'A light pleasant void was in Gregor's heart, life was good and free from care. The red-tailed dawn was pecking up the starry grain from the dove-coloured floor of heaven.'

From Mikhail Sholokhov's And Quiet Flows the Don, tr. Stephen Garry
And Quiet Flows the Don - Mikhail Sholokhov Featuring a Don Cossack on horseback wielding a saber against a mountainous backdrop.
August 20, 2025 at 2:33 PM
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'We always kept two bullets for ourselves, two—in case one misfired.'

Irreconcileable horror in the untold stories of the women who fought in WWII, from Nobel laureate (and huge personal favourite) Svetlana Alexievich's The Unwomanly Face of War, tr. Richard Pevear & Larissa Volokhonsky
—The Germans didn't take women soldiers prisoner ... They shot them at once. Or led them before their lined-up soldiers and showed them off: look, they're not women, they're monsters. We always kept two bullets for ourselves, two—in case one misfired. One of our nurses was captured ... A day later we took back that village. There were dead horses lying about, motorcycles, armored vehicles. We found her: eyes put out, breasts cut off. They had impaled her on a stake ... It was freezing cold, and she was white as could be, and her hair was all gray ... She was nineteen years old. In her knapsack we found letters from home and a green rubber bird. A child's toy ...
August 15, 2025 at 6:16 AM
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Book cover designs by Virginia Woolf's sister Vanessa Bell (c.1930) #WomensArt
Six book covers with Art Deco style images in black and white or with simple colour additions, images depict flowers, waves or various shapes
August 11, 2025 at 2:01 PM
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A very beautiful cover of Spring Torrents by Ivan Turgenev, translated by Leonard Schapiro; and the epigraph from which the novel takes its title
An old Penguin Classics edition of Ivan Turgenev's Spring Torrents, with a reproduction of 'Giudetta e Oloferne' by Cristofano Allori on the cover, set against a wooden background featuring several knots, (a term I will profess to having had to google.) Those happy years, Those days so gay, Like the rush of spring torrents Have vanished away. [From a very old song]
August 11, 2025 at 6:04 PM
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'His parted lips were lips which spoke, not of love, but of millions of miles [...]'

Two on a Tower - Thomas Hardy
August 7, 2025 at 5:22 PM
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'[...] and I thought to myself that nothing can make a face more impenetrable than a mask of kindliness.'

From André Gide's doomed romance Isabelle, tr. Dorothy Bussy
A pre-owned Penguin Modern Classics edition of André Gide's La Symphonie Pastorale/Isabelle, with an illustration of a monastery, which is curious since neither story is set in one.
August 6, 2025 at 8:48 AM
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'Chekhov said that you should write everything - except denunciations.'

The Noise of Time - Julian Barnes
August 3, 2025 at 6:47 AM