Tag Archives: Philip K. Dick

“Some syllables are swords.” — Metaphysical poet Henry Vaughan

Posted on April 17, 2026 by sheila

”I’ve always been much influenced by the 17th-century metaphysical poets like Donne, and especially Henry Vaughan.” — Philip K. Dick It’s Henry Vaughan’s birthday today. I was just thinking the other day about how I encountered certain famous writers in … Continue reading →

Posted in Books, On This Day, writers | Tagged England, Harold Bloom, Jane Langton, L.M. Montgomery, Little Women, Lord Tennyson, Madeleine L'Engle, Michael Schmidt, Philip K. Dick, poetry, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Wales, Wuthering Heights | 2 Comments

“The fault that I acknowledge in myself is to have descended to print anything in verse.” — John Donne

Posted on January 22, 2026 by sheila

“So difficult and opaque it is, I am not certain what it is I print.” — first publisher of the work of John Donne It’s his birthday today. John Donne (1572-1631) was a poet and an Anglican priest (born a … Continue reading →

Posted in Books, On This Day, writers | Tagged Ben Jonson, Camille Paglia, Dr. Samuel Johnson, England, Harold Bloom, Jeanette Winterson, John Donne, John Dryden, Michael Schmidt, Philip K. Dick, poetry, Robert Graves, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, T.S. Eliot | 7 Comments

Recommended Books: Fiction

Posted on July 26, 2015 by sheila

I’ve added to this list. I still want to do a Non-Fiction one, eventually, but … you know … time permitting. Some authors are represented multiple times here. Other authors aren’t represented at all. For no real reason. Don’t read … Continue reading →

Posted in Books, James Joyce | Tagged 1984, A Tale of Two Cities, A.S. Byatt, Amongst Women, Annie Proulx, Arthur Koestler, At Swim-Two-Birds, Austria, Bad Behavior, Birds of America, Bleak House, Canada, Cat's Eye, Catch-22, Charles Dickens, Charlotte Bronte, Christine Falls, Close Range: Wyoming Stories, Crime and Punishment, Darkness at Noon, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?, Dublin, Dubliners, East of Eden, Edna O'Brien, Elinor Lipman, England, Evelyn Waugh, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Flann O'Brien, Franny and Zooey, friends, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Geek Love, George Eliot, George Orwell, Going After Cacciato, Handmaid's Tale, Henry James, Herman Melville, Hopeful Monsters, House of Leaves, Huckleberry Finn, Hungary, Inherent Vice, Iran, Ireland, Italy, J.D. Salinger, James Salter, Jane Eyre, Jeanette Winterson, Jincy Willett, Joan Didion, John Banville, John Irving, John McGahern, John Steinbeck, Joseph Heller, Joshua Ferris, Joy Williams, Katherine Dunn, Keri Hulme, L.M. Montgomery, Lives of the Saints, Lorrie Moore, Margaret Atwood, Mark Danielewski, Mark Helprin, Mary Gaitskill, Master and Margarita, Mating, Michael Chabon, Middlemarch, Mikhail Bulgakov, Moby Dick, Nancy Lemann, New Zealand, Nicholas Mosley, Norman Rush, Patricia Highsmith, Patrick O'Brian, Philip K. Dick, Play It As It Lays, Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, Possession, Russia, Scoop, Sergei Kirov, Sexing the Cherry, Shirley Jackson, Stefan Zweig, Stephen King, Tana French, The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay, The Bone People, The Country Girls, The Dead, The Grass Harp, The Great Gatsby, The Passion, The Shipping News, Tim O'Brien, Truman Capote, Victor Serge, Villette, Winter's Tale | 103 Comments

2013 Books Read

Posted on December 30, 2013 by sheila

It’s been a hell of a year. Devastating as well as redemptive. I started it out in Memphis, and end it here in New Jersey. And now my new niece Pearl has arrived! It’s been both a busy year as … Continue reading →

Posted in Books | Tagged A.S. Byatt, Anne Fadiman, Annie Proulx, Arthur Koestler, Balkans, books read, Darkness at Noon, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?, Edvard Radzinsky, Elinor Lipman, England, friends, George Eliot, H.L. Mencken, Henry James, Herman Melville, Hungary, Ireland, J.D. Salinger, Jeanette Winterson, Joan Acocella, Joan Didion, John Banville, Joseph Heller, Joshua Ferris, Lester Bangs, Lorrie Moore, Patricia Highsmith, Philip K. Dick, Russia, Sam Cooke, Stalin, Tana French, The Netherlands, The Only Game In Town, Thomas Carlyle, Victor Serge, William Shakespeare, Yugoslavia | 33 Comments

Book Questionnaire Full of Shame, Loathing and Lying

Posted on June 30, 2010 by sheila

I can’t remember where I initially found this questionnaire, but in re-doing my Categories I found the questions saved in Drafts. I had obviously seen them somewhere, and wanted to answer them eventually. Thought I’d bring it out now. Haven’t … Continue reading →

Posted in Books | Tagged A Tale of Two Cities, Billy Budd, By the Lake, Charles Dickens, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?, Hopeful Monsters, John McGahern, Paul Zindel, Philip K. Dick, Ryszard Kapuściński, The End of the Affair, The Great Gatsby, The Pigman, The Shipping News, War and Peace | 39 Comments

2007 Books Read

Posted on December 31, 2007 by sheila

(in the order in which I finished them, understanding that very often I read many books at the same time). I count re-read books, by the way. I’ll include links to any posts or book excerpts I might have done … Continue reading →

Posted in Books | Tagged A Tale of Two Cities, A.S. Byatt, Anne Fadiman, Billy Budd, Bleak House, books read, By the Lake, David McCullough, Dean Stockwell, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?, Dubliners, Elinor Lipman, George Washington, Graham Greene, Gulliver's Travels, Harry Potter, John Adams, John McGahern, Mary Gaitskill, Master & Commander, Michael Chabon, Never Let Me Go, Orson Welles, Philip K. Dick, Robert Kaplan, Scoop, Self-Help, Veronica | 15 Comments

The Books: “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?” (Philip K. Dick)

Posted on September 10, 2007 by sheila

Daily Book Excerpt: Adult fiction Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? – by Philip K. Dick I came to this wonderful book late. I read it this year. The prose is reminiscent of Dashiell Hammett, spare, to the point, yet … Continue reading →

Posted in Books | Tagged Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?, fiction, Philip K. Dick | 17 Comments

Tag Archives: Philip K. Dick

“Some syllables are swords.” — Metaphysical poet Henry Vaughan

“The fault that I acknowledge in myself is to have descended to print anything in verse.” — John Donne

Recommended Books: Fiction

2013 Books Read

Book Questionnaire Full of Shame, Loathing and Lying

2007 Books Read

The Books: “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?” (Philip K. Dick)

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