Book Report: The Dragonfly Pool
In Which Your Humble Blogger initially misjudged this one by its cover, mostly because of dragons on the brain, but it’s like discovering that the new Ishiguro is short stories; I’m gonna read it anyway, ain’t I?
In Which Your Humble Blogger initially misjudged this one by its cover, mostly because of dragons on the brain, but it’s like discovering that the new Ishiguro is short stories; I’m gonna read it anyway, ain’t I?
In Which Your Humble Blogger starts to catch up on the book reports. This one: liked it, no spoilers, YASF. Done. Next?
In Which Your Humble Blogger is weak-willed, there’s a surprise.
In Which Your Humble Blogger boldly goes where fools fear, wait, that’s not right.
In Which Your Humble Blogger gives short shrift to a graphic novel. Long shrift would be, like, the book would have to walk to New York in bare feet, chanting the te deum, right?
In Which Your Humble Blogger reads the book again, but newly, which is always nice.
In Which Your Humble Blogger wonders how many books have been forgotten and unreported.
In Which Your Humble Blogger seriously considers adding PIRATES as a category on the sidebar.
In Which Your Humble Blogger can’t remember who wrote the blue sox books; it wasn’t Matt Christopher, but it was like Matt Christopher, if you know what I mean.
In Which Your Humble Blogger finds an excellent play that you have never seen.