Your Humble Blogger is late with the Book Reports. Yep. It’s been almost a month since I wrote one, and even with the amount of physical energy I’ve been using, I have read, let’s see, eight books since then. At least. Eight that I remembered to note down. My usual method is to stack the finished books on top of my CPU, which puts a sort of upper limit on how far behind I’m willing to get. Particularly if I’ve been reading thickish books. Books with thump, as Els Kushner would say. Which thump rather noisily and painfully if stacked too high. And that’s where my feet usually are.
Whilst in the process of moving house, though, books get shoved into boxes, and shoved onto shelves, and returned to the library (seriously!), and left in various places, and there are substantial stretches of time when YHB’s computer is not on, and no notes can be left thereon. So I suspect I’ve missed a few. That’s in addition to the moderately frequent failures of my aforementioned system, because I miss a few anyway. For instance, I seem to have neglected to note that I read Lois McMaster Bujold’s newest novel, The Sharing Knife: Beguilement, sometime last year. I liked it well enough, which is to say much more than I expected to from a rather uninspiring first chapter. I haven’t felt the urge to reread it, though, and wasn’t inspired enough to keep track of when the the second volume would be coming out (a few weeks ago, I now discover).
I was also a trifle late, although not as late as my tardiness in typing up these reports makes it seem, in what seems to have become my annual late-spring/early summer reread of Paladin of Souls. I don’t think it’s a good book, as such—or at least I think it isn’t as good a book as it tries to be—but it’s a perfectly good bathtub book, and reading it the third time requires very little thought. Which was just fine for a stretch of time when I was reading whilst physically exhausted and in moderate pain.
Tolerabimus quod tolerare debemus,
-Vardibidian.