2025 consumption: a look at some stuff I liked

Right, right. This should’ve been finished before the end of 2025. But between engagements and gastro, it took a bit of a back seat.

But now I’m (mostly) back on deck, so here’s your yearly guide to things I perceived. You can check through the previous versions (here, here, here, herehere, here, here, here, here, here, here and here) for some more me-review action.

I think this will be less wordy than the usual variant, but we’ll see how we end up.

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Planning the pages: 2026 edition

In a change to my normal way of doing things, I’m planning the pages for 2026 on New Year’s Eve. This is because I won’t get to do my usual year-end write-up until next year, and I figured I wanted to have my motivational, a-nice-lot-of-books-to-choose-from list done before the next year and its horrors arrives.

Anyway, here’s a list of books.

New year arrives, old habits persist
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Book review: my procrastination, your delectation

As I continually reiterate, the plan here is that every five books I read, I review. Here. In a relatively timely manner.

Naturally, I’m behind because a) I’m disorganised and b) it’s December and my be doing with 2025 energy levels are surprisingly low.

All of this is to say here’s another load of reviews. Some will be shorter than usual, purely because of the number I have to push through. Let’s get on with it, boyeeeeeeeeeeeee.

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Book reviews: ten not-so-rapid

Well well well. It appears that the whole keep-up-to-date-with-reviews intention is something that withers in the overwhelming heat of oh-shit-work-deadlines and oh-shit-spring-gardening.

Consequently, it’s been a while since I’ve written. The good news (for me!) is that I’ve not stopped reading, and so have a raft of things to pontificate about now that I’ve finally got some time to get thoughts down.

(I was considering some kind of Droste effect of a photograph of me editing this post editing this post editing this post but I realised that I lack the technical elan to carry this out without using AI, and given that the world already looks like the image above due to people using this fucked tech to accelerate the Rule 34 singularity, that you could use your brain to picture it instead. I dunno, maybe your version is more handsome or charming or something. We live in hope.)

(Also, did you know that Microsoft once had an OS called ‘Singularity‘? I assume ‘Torment Nexus‘ was taken.)

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Book reviews: twisty lit, sovcits, future fascism, a boring family and the CIA

So hey, it’s winter. I’m cold, and I have a cold, which is why I am spending my Friday evening writing book reviews instead of watching Jaws on the big screen to celebrate old Bruce’s 50th birthday.

That said, I am keeping to my read-five-write-five rule, so I suppose koff-koff evenings are good for something. Let’s roll.

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Book reviews: serial killers, too much booze, Japan, film horror, fascist yoga, subs, viaducts and goths

That’s quite a mouthful.

Pictured: me, yer boy.

The reason we’re dealing with this random assemblage of topics is because once more I’ve been unable to keep up with the whole “write a review after you’ve finished five books” thing. So this time around you’re getting ten for the price of five.

Which is nothing, as this blog is free. So you get good (reviews) for nothing? Sweet.

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Book reviews: wo-hoh we’re halfway there

By which of course I mean through the year.

(If I was referring to the grave then I’m more than halfway there, which is a sobering thought to open a post about books with. But you know, I’m a happy boy.)

Hubba hubba hubba hubba hubba.

Halfway through the year and we’re up to 42 books read. I’m sure there’s some kind of deep Douglas Adams-ian import could be made from that. Regardless, I’m both happy that I’ve read that many books (particularly given that there’s been so many four/five star reads in there) and annoyed that I haven’t read more.

There’s two books I’ve read (in the past two days) that haven’t made it into this review, but that’s only because I’m a) trying to get this one in before the month ends, b) keeping the books as close to multiples of five per review and (most of all) c) lazy.

(Though not too lazy to have started using a fucking book Gantt chart, it seems.)

Hey ho, let’s go.


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Book reviews: thirtysomething

It seems I am eternally late in writing up these reviews. I would like to say that’s down to my overwhelming desire to read as opposed to my overwhelming draw towards lethargy, but you and I both know that’d be a lie.

My inner narrative at work.

So to make up for the time between posting โ€“ admittedly there’s been trips away and lots of work in between โ€“ I’m giving you ten reviews today. Not sure if that qualifies as a punishment for me or for you, but let’s embark on this journey together.

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Five more for the month

This one has been sitting in the draft pile for a while. Over the Easter and Anzac Day break I managed to plough through a few books, a breather following a work trip to Sydney for some in-office reviews and woodshedding just before.

Since then, there’s been more work trips, and a truly hellish deadline with a whole lot of out-of-hours work going on. While that was going on, my desire to read (let alone write) has cratered. Which honestly, hasn’t been great for me: think of it as being hangry, only about reading. When I can’t read โ€“ can’t being the operative word here, given the amount of hard screen edits I’ve been doing, to the point that I just need to defocus at the end of the day instead of chowing town on some tasty tomes โ€“ I feel discombobulated and Not Quite Right.

So anyway, here we are. I’m having a couple of days off as recharge days, and am hoping to push through some more books. And catch up on my diary. And finish this bloody post.

A LIE.

If you’re reading this, I guess we did it.

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Book reviews: a buncha fours (and a five)

Not much in the way of preamble, now: here’s another tranche of book reviews. Delighted that they all were cracking reads, which I assume means I’m going to read an absolutely terrible piece of shit next as some kind of literary karmic revenge.

We’ll see.

(Although I’m already reading something that’s a three-star at best so hopefully I can channel all the due shittiness into that one and thus escape any more dire reads than are absolutely necessary.)

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