Desde el momento en que comencé a leer me sentí atrapada por la lectura, pero mientras más avanzaba en el libro más identificada me sentía con él. Alex es un personaje con el que te puedes identificar de una fácil manera. Sus amigos son la onda (yo quiero unos así!) Y Keegs!!! Really, the biggest reason this novel is such a disappointment is because it has the raw materials to be something fun and diverting - even for someone like me, who will never understand grown-ass women who still obsess over celebrities. Instead, though, it’s just as unsafely thin and misguided as Evil Olivia. If the novel's marketing as a coming-of-age novel with depth that features a slightly geeky female lead is what appealed to you about this book, try Rainbow Rowell’s “ Fangirl" instead. It’s realistic, empathetic, and whip-smart – all the things “London Belongs to Me” aims so desperately to be and fails at so miserably. This is without even touching the fact that a girl who thinks “You can do this” is an impressively deep self-help phrase she coined herself somehow managed to write three wildly successful plays and become the darling of London theater when her unedited play is given a huge release – again, without self-promotion, because Alex is the paragon of humility and wouldn't stoop to such mean arts. how come in books and movies people don't wait to hear the other person explain a misunderstanding ?!? Does this actually happen in real life?! If you really want to keep this friend/person in your life, JUST LISTEN ! You don't have to say anything or forgive them right away. After they've said what they needed to say

La verdad es que el libro me encantó, fue fresco, distinto y fácil de leer. Me enamoré de los personajes y de toda la historia. One of the great city novels: a sprawling celebration of the comedy, the savagery, the eccentricity and the quiet heroism at the heart of ordinary London life'

Every so often some ambitious writer comes up with an epic novel to sum up London for us – Bleak House (1853), White Teeth (1999), Capital (2012) – and filling the gap is this massive delightful soapy sprawl. The introduction tell us that London Belongs to Me (I love that title) is around the top of Division Two as far as novels go : GOSSIP AMONG STARS". The Argus. Melbourne. 23 December 1947. p.9 Supplement: The Argus Woman's Magazine . Retrieved 7 July 2012– via National Library of Australia.

The novel was also adapted for Thames Television as a series, broadcast in seven one-hour episodes from 6 September to 18 October 1977. [9] The cast included Derek Farr as Mr Josser, Madge Ryan as Mrs Vizzard and Patricia Hayes as Connie Coke. I loved how the focus wasn't on the romance (although that was a lovely part of it) but on Alex's growth, how she became stronger with the right people around her. I loved how the characters celebrated their geekiness and enjoyed it without being embarrassed. Alex and writing: It was great reading about how passionate Alex was about writing and theatre. It also let me learn so many things I didn't know about the theatre world.Life goes on: Mr Josser retires from his city office and wants to remove to the country; Doris Josser, the daughter of the house, leaves home to live with her posh (well, posher) friend Doreen; Connie’s Mayfair night club is raided (fourteen days without option); pursued by the threadbare Squales, the landlady Mrs Vizzard consoles herself with the thought that ‘it wasn’t as though he were a failure ... he just hadn’t succeeded yet’ and succumbs to his manifestly romantic, but latent materially conniving, advances – at least until he abandons her (almost on the eve of their wedding) for the wealthier Mrs Jan Byl, one of his clients whom he meets at a séance. Alex's anxiety and the situations she ended up in actually made me feel anxious. Not Illuminae level anxious but still pretty bad.

Alex is so remarkable, in fact, that despite bringing about the end of her friend Harry’s four-year relationship and recent engagement to Olivia, he’s thanking her within a week and apologizing for how much she had to go through. I was able to take some time from the daily hours of studying to read this one. Great decision. It's terrible how much time I can lose from reading just because of uni. Hopefully I'll be able to read the sequel soon enough, because I can't wait to read more about this characters. As Glinert observes, it would scarcely last him a week and, regrettably, the wall-mounted vessel encompassing this gallery of delights slips her moorings, thus precipitating one of the novels’ finest comic moments. When the medium Mr Squales trips over a stray tin of salmon on the stairs, the adenoidally challenged Puddy explains apologetically: Norman Collins (1907-1982) was a British writer, and later a radio and television executive, who was responsible for creating Woman's Hour on BBC Radio 4, and became one of the major figures behind the establishment of the Independent Television (ITV) network in the UK. In all Norman Collins wrote 16 novels and two plays, including London Belongs to Me (1945), The Governor's Lady (1968) and The Husband's Story (1978).

Lucy and Freddie (the friendships): Alex's friendship with Lucy and Freddie was well developed, we are able to see how close they become in every chapter. I loved reading about these three together. This was another author I was unaware of and probably would have remained so but for Christopher Fowler's Book of Forgotten Authors. Not only did I really enjoy the book but I was also interested to find out about the author - made Controller of Television at the BBC in 1947, his three-year reign saw TV licence numbers rise from 31000 to 656000. He then left the BBC and was instrumental in setting up the new Independent Television Network, which broke the BBC's monopoly. Después de terminar TSIOW me era difícil imaginar que iba a encontrar otro libro que me gustará tanto. Así que no leí inmediatamente LBTM. Error! La trama de la historia es sencilla, pero muy interesante; los personajes están bien elaborados y el final está bien logrado. Necesito más finales como ese, con un toque de esperanza.