Rose Tremain has deservedly won the Orange Prize for her brilliant, complex and beautifully written novel, The Road Home. Now perhaps, she will be viewed as the writer she is: I think she IS our major British novelist, putting the likes of others from her generation in the shade — Amis, McEwan, Barnes. Will she now get the recognition she deserves?
The Road Home wins — and now perhaps Tremain will get the recognition she deserves
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The Road Home by Rose Tremain
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About me
Writer I have been publishing books and articles since the 1990s. Researcher I have always used research to inform my writing and teaching, but since becoming an academic I have conducted more formal research, which has been ethically approved by my institution. Teacher I am a teacher, having taught in London schools from 1991-2015, and […]
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Year 13: Going beyond Chomsky and Skinner in Language Acquisition — Notes and question adapted from Myszor
Many researchers followed up on what Chomsky speculated upon: children’s knowledge of grammatical rules. However, the idea of impoverishment (parents’ language is insufficient) prompted others to look in more detail at language experience, with an emphasis on social circumstances and the language of adults. Two key factors are important: 1. Social or experiential factors 2. […]
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My Talk — Saturday
Blake Morrison raises his eyes to the heavens as he looks at the title to my event over breakfast. So you’re speaking about the role of the writer, are you Francis? That shouldn’t take long to sort out,’ he says with a wry smile. Blake is a renowned poet, whose anthology of British Poetry in […]
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Kiran Desai — The Inheritance Of Rubbish
Tried reading the Booker prize winning novel, The Inheritance Of Loss, and had to give up because it’s so poorly written: episodic, unengaging, and predictably politically correct. My feelings were confirmed when I listened to her reading at Bookslam: she read a passage from the novel about an Indian working in a restaurant in New […]