What I read this month
It was a slower month than January, reading-wise, but I’ve certainly done worse. The bulk of it was still dominated by humour material from Simon Rich, wi...
It was a slower month than January, reading-wise, but I’ve certainly done worse. The bulk of it was still dominated by humour material from Simon Rich, wi...
As I’ve become more aware over the decades of not just art but the artists who make the art, I’ve noticed that there’s inherent baggage that c...
I got through a sizable chunk of reading in January. Part way through, I found myself in something of a humour book kick that just kept on rolling, because why ...
I heard Simon Rich interviewed on a podcast recently and they discussed this book, Rich’s most recent. It sounded right up my alley, so I immediately put ...
I just finished it. I was hoping to have it wrapped before New Year’s Eve–new year, new project-kinda thing–but what with the usual Christmas ...
Good lord, can Becky Chambers write. I mentioned late last year that Martha Wells wholly renewed my sometimes waning interest in science fiction books, and writ...
Another pretty good year for books, despite renos I’ve written about and a pandemic you may have heard of. In the chronology of how I read them, here are ...
As I picked up my ebook again this morning, I realized that I was continuing to read from right where I’d left off… two days ago. I cast my mind bac...
For several years now, my wife and daughter and I have celebrated Jolabokaflod, the Icelandic tradition of giving books to each other on Christmas Eve. The phra...
I’m home. It doesn’t look like it yet–I’d say there’s a solid 85% of our stuff in the house that isn’t where it’s ulti...