The Night before the Ball
In Which Your Humble Blogger is misleading.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is misleading.
In Which Your Humble Blogger goes back to a favorite book of 2011.
In Which Your Humble Blogger has been keeping track, really, just not posting them on this Tohu Bohu.
In Which Your Humble Blogger ain’t reading two a week, neither, but will probably read more this year than another.
In Which Your Humble Blogger has started just grabbing profs in the stacks and asking for recommendations.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is willing to write further on any of those, if GRs have questions, but isn’t otherwise inspired.
In Which Your Humble Blogger finds a new Orson Scott Card book, and salivates in response, although also feels somewhat nauseated. Hm.
In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn’t point out that the title of the book (and of the play in the plot) is clearly only coincident with the title Vampire Lesbians of Sodom.
In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn’t so much talk about what’s in the book as what isn’t in it.
In Which Your Humble Blogger does it again.