Mia Walby

1 month ago | the-tls.co.uk | Charles Foster |David Horspool |Darren Freebury-Jones |Mia Walby

For forty-seven years, the writer Charles Moseley lived with his wife in a Fenland village. She died, he remarried, and his new wife found a house in nearby Ely. To the Eel Island is his account of uprooting and re-rooting; of the nature of change itself; of the significance of place for embodied creatures; of the texture of time and the presence of the past.

1 month ago | the-tls.co.uk | Darren Freebury-Jones |David Horspool |Mia Walby |Sarah Lonsdale

For Iago in Othello, to be robbed of a “good name” is to be “poor indeed”. In Editing Archipelagic Shakespeare, Rory Loughnane and Willy Maley contend that much power lies in naming. This short book belongs to the Cambridge Elements in Shakespeare and Text series, co-edited by Loughnane and Claire M. L. Bourne, the aim of which is published bursts of scholarship: scholarship “that challenges – and pushes beyond – the conventional parameters of Shakespeare and textual studies”.

1 month ago | the-tls.co.uk | Mia Walby

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Jun 28, 2023 | isismagazine.org.uk | Louis Rush |Mia Walby

“John Lennon came into the NME [New Musical Express] to see me in disguise. He’d got a false beard and he was dressed in the most ragged clothes you’ve ever seen. He said, ‘I don’t want to be recognised by anybody. Let’s go and have a cup of tea.’ We went to Julie’s and sat talking about the concert. After a while another café door opened and another altogether disreputable figure with ragged trousers, a beard and lanky, dirty hair shambled up to the counter to pick up a cup of tea.