Book Report: Castle in the Air
In Which Your Humble Blogger has, in practical terms, less than a week now to finish up.
In Which Your Humble Blogger has, in practical terms, less than a week now to finish up.
In Which Your Humble Blogger fails to follow advice, but is as grateful as if I did.
In Which Your Humble Blogger expresses a certain disappointment.
In Which Your Humble Blogger wonders why Mr. Goldman never made a movie of this story. I mean, it couldn’t be the same as the book, but he must be used to that, and it could be good anyway.
In Which Your Humble Blogger has a perfectly good book.
In Which Your Humble Blogger, as December progresses, starts to panic about getting all these Book Reports in before the end of the month.
In Which Your Humble Blogger has a recommendation for Austen fans.
In Which Your Humble Blogger marks what I think is a developmental stage in the Perfect Non-Reader of this Tohu-Bohu.
In Which Your Humble Blogger judges a book by its cover and is deceived. Well, spine, really, not cover. Perhaps that was the problem.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is charmed.