Category: Book Report

Your Humble Blogger started The Tipping Point (Boston: Little Brown 2000) in 2003; my Best Reader and I took our time with it, as it’s That Sort of Book. I am a big fan of Malcolm Gladwell’s essays, particularly Six…

Your Humble Blogger has read one or two of Margery Allingham’s Albert Campion mysteries before, but this was the first time through More Work for the Undertaker (NY: Avon 1976). It’s a fine book. It’s pretty annoying in places, and…

Your Humble Blogger liked the cover of John Clute’s Appleseed (NY Tor 2001), which just goes to show. —It is one of eleven similar roots, which twine around one another to form the walls of an abyssal central shaft �…

Your Humble Blogger owns some dozen or more Dick Francis novels in paperback, but by no means all of them. I took Knockdown (NY: Fawcett 1974) out of the library, since I hadn’t read it in years. It’s the one…

Your Humble Blogger picked up Quite Ugly One Morning (NY: Grove 1996), by Christopher Brookmyre, at the library, because the cover of Mr. Brookmyre’s most recent was pretty spiffy. Oh, and it won some award or other. Anyway, it was…

For the umpteenth time, Your Humble Blogger has read Cordelia’s Honor (Riverdale: Baen 1996) by Lois McMaster Bujold. This is an omnibus edition of Shards of Honor and Barrayar, which were written some five years (and three or four books)…

I first heard Personville called Poisonville by a red-haired mucker named Hickey Dewey in the Big Ship in Butte. He also called his shirt a shoit. Your Humble Blogger mentioned Red Harvest (New York: Vintage 1989) recently. This may well…

Your Humble Blogger has finally finished Tom Holt’s Faust Among Equals from The First Tom Holt Omnibus (London: Orbit 2000). While I started it in early 2003, shortly after finishing Flying Dutch, I read the bulk of it in 2004….

Just because the title caught Your Humble Blogger’s eye, Peter David’s Sir Apropos of Nothing (New York: Pocket 2001) is the latest Book Report. My conclusion, after five-hundred-odd pages, is that I really dislike antiheroes. Antiheroes are, by definition, protagonists…

Somehow, it wasn’t until last month that I read The Screwtape Letters, by C.S. Lewis (San Francisco: Harper 2001). I found it fascinating. During the summer and autumn of 1941 (a fascinating time in England; remember, there was a good…