This is what happens when I see a pretty disaster pr0n movie trailer and think I’ll like the book because of it. Okay, it’s not terrible: it’s run-of-the-mill post-apocalyptic YA. You know what to expect. In my defense, I...
2015 has been an interesting year. I’ve been really busy, mostly because of dogs. That and an extended foray into Minecraft from which I only recently returned. Books were on the back burner this year. I only blogged about fifteen of them, but...
I can’t end this year without talking about Slade House, David Mitchell‘s latest novel. It’s been out for a few months, but I just managed to get my hands on it and devour it. But first (and briefly), I’ll explain the...
See, I told you I’d eventually come to my senses. After taking off a little more than 6 months, I’m bringing the blog back. Why, you ask? Because it’s (about to be) a new year – and all I have to do is work, raise a puppy...
Yep. After several years of posts and five of almost weekly posts, I’m stopping for a while. It’s not fun anymore. I’m tired of having to come up with something to say about every book I read to make sure I hit the fifty reviews...
I finally read It. It’s been on my tbr shelf (and my tl;dr pile) for at least a decade, maybe even longer than The Stand was. (I’m having a hard time keeping away from the obvious puns. Gah.) If you read my review of The Stand, you know...
I guess it’s for the best that I’ve put off reviewing a couple of books lately, as I’m tired of audiobooks and it’s taking me forever to read It. I read (listened to) The Good Earth almost a month ago, and my procrastination...
Here’s yet another case of You Got an English Degree…How? I’m not quite sure how it happened, but I got through college and a master’s degree without reading Updike. (In my defense, this time is not as bad as when I got...
I’m usually not a short story reader unless it’s in The New Yorker (collections are so disjointed!), but I jumped on Trigger Warning after I had such a good time reading The Ocean at the End of the Lane in 2013. I love Neil Gaiman...
I should have written this post right after I finished reading The Neverending Story, if only as a public service to save you the trouble of trying to read this stupid book. My anger has lessened as I’ve subconsciously begun to repress the...
