In Which Your Humble Blogger tries to hop back on the Book Report wagon, so it’s probably just as well that it doesn’t move particularly fast.
In Which Your Humble Blogger talks about enjoying some books, because enjoying books and talking about them is a Good Thing.
In Which Your Humble Blogger wept a bit, which felt good.
In Which Your Humble Blogger was lent the book because of this place of employment by someone who doesn’t really know about this Tohu Bohu and its erstwhile focus on Scriptural analysis.
In Which Your Humble Blogger can, too, post two book reports in one note, so there. Actual real essayists do that sort of thing all the time.
In Which Your Humble Blogger eats this kinda stuff up with a spoon.
In Which Your Humble Blogger breaks through to the good bit.
In Which Your Humble Blogger can’t imagine himself in the role, but then he couldn’t either, until he agreed to do it.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is wishy-washy about it, but, you know, that’s how it is sometimes, I guess.
In Which Your Humble Blogger might have gone into the idea that a really good editor would have improved the book about a thousand percent, but what the hell, anyway.