A curmudgeon writes.
Well, this is a better stab at timely reviewing.
I mean, it’s timely inasmuch as there’s some reviews generated before the amount due overwhelms me and stops me from doing anything at all. There’s not twenty for you to wade through – there’s only ten this time.
Baby steps, I suppose.
Continue reading “Book reviews: concrete, crims, scholars, high weirdness and big lizards”So hey, remember how this year I was going to be more measured about getting my reviews written up and out into the world (or this creaking edifice, at least)? And how I was going to make it easy for myself and everyone?
Allow me to borrow a quote from David Mamet’s screenplay for Ronin.
So what could have been concluded in a collegiable atmosphere is now fucked into cocked hat.
Yep, it’s another post featuring 20 reviews. Buckle up.
Continue reading “Book reviews: a buttload”
Yeah nah. 