Category Archives: Comyns, Barbara

“A Real Book”: Barbara Comyns, Our Spoons Came from Woolworths

This book does not seem to be growing very large although I have got to Chapter Nine. I think this is partly because there isn’t any conversation. I could just fill pages like this: ‘I am sure it is true,’ … Continue reading

Posted in Comyns, Barbara, Weiner, Jennifer | 4 Comments

“Definitely Floating”: Barbara Comyns, The Vet’s Daughter

And then in the night it happened again and I was floating, definitely floating. The moonlight was streaming whitely through the window, and I could see the curtains gently flapping in the night wind. I’d left my bed, and except … Continue reading

Posted in Comyns, Barbara | 8 Comments