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Links, reviews, etc. - week ending 19 December 2009

Oh the weather outside is frightful,
But Plathing is so delightful,
And since we've no place to go,
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!


For In Other Words, the blog of the Toronto Globe and Mail, Judith Fitzgerald writes about "News of Hughes", a story about a recent Sotheby's auction of correspondence between Ted Hughes and scholar Nick Gammage (editor of The Epic Poise: A Celebration of Ted Hughes), as well as almost 400 rare and first editions. The little collection sold for £39,650 ($68,400).

It should be pointed out that Olivia Cole at the Evening Standard wrote about this first in "How Ted Hughes let his imagination sparkle through letters to a fan."

Whilst randomly searching "Sylvia Plath" on Google, I found this reading guide to The Bell Jar published by Faber.

Whilst randomly searching "Sylvia Plath" on blogs, I found this post by Amica Carmilla about an artist called Justin Fitzpatrick. Those artists out there might find these paintings very intersting. I think some of them are very interesting and thought-provoking. From a visit to Justin's website, I gather these (or some of these) are on at an exhibit called, Long Nights: A Group Exhibition, Open from Thursday 11th of December to Sunday the 25th of January, at William Angel Gallery, 1 Barry Parade, Peckham Rye, East Dulwich, London SE22 0JA.

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