Book Report: Laughing Matters
OK, here’s the best thing about Laughing Matters, Larry Gelbart’s memoir: back when he was writing for Bob Hope, you had to check each page carefully before handing it to him and count the jokes. If there were three or…
OK, here’s the best thing about Laughing Matters, Larry Gelbart’s memoir: back when he was writing for Bob Hope, you had to check each page carefully before handing it to him and count the jokes. If there were three or…
I was a bit skeptical, but it turns out that Which Witch made a very good bedtime book for our Perfect Non-Reader. She wasn’t altogether grossed out by the Symphony of Death (which involved rats eating things, and then rats…
Considering it won the Pulitzer and all, I had heard very little about The Kentucky Cycle I spotted it on a friend’s coffee table and tricked her into offering to lend it to me. In fact, I had quite low…
I was surprised by how much I enjoyed The Fourth Bear. I hadn’t really enjoyed The Big Over Easy very much, although there were funny bits. I picked it up off the new book shelf because, well, that’s the sort…
I am trying to remember if I’ve ever read 84 Charing Cross Road before. I’d seen the movie, years and years ago; it’s a wonderful movie, and YHB highly recommends it. If possible, go back and time and see the…
Goodbye, Mr. Chips was one of those books I not only had never read but had never really seriously considered reading. I saw bits of one of the television adaptations, long ago, and actually watched the abysmal musical movie as…
Honestly, I picked up Chindi at the library because it was a paperback, and I was sick of reading hardback books. Really. Big old clunky hardbacks. Feh. I wanted a good paperback book, something I could put in my overcoat…
I’m not sure how I managed to read a fair number of the stories in Fragile Things before they were collected into a book. Your Humble Blogger has mentioned, perhaps, once or twice, that the short story form doesn’t really…
The Book of Story Beginnings is Kristin Kladstrup’s first book, which is just as well, because I suspect that if I discovered that she had half-a-dozen books out, I would probably run out to the library and read them all…
I’m sure that the first time I read Caves of Steel, probably the first half-dozen times I read it, all in the seventies and eighties, I’m guessing, I was able to look at the spine of the book and read…