Category Archives: books

Note: It’s not a review because it’s my idiosyncratic response to a book in a very specific situation. It’s got some of the things you’d expect in a review in it (even on the erg it’s impossible to miss how … Continue reading →

Well, that was a lovely surprise. I was poking around Amazon the other day,(yes, I still shop there, no I don’t care to discuss it) wondering if Diana Wynne Jones had written anything I hadn’t heard about …. and I … Continue reading →

And by the usual workings of Murphy’s law, no sooner did I post that than something happened. When I wrote up an entry here on my week in Philadelphia, Dad’s funeral and the work we did clearing out their house, … Continue reading →

Because at least here is one place where I don’t need to hold back on bad news for fear of oversharing (like at work) or unduly burdening others. Mom just called to ask my opinion of feeding tubes for Dad. … Continue reading →

How odd; I’ve just realized that E. Nesbit got something right after all, though she couldn’t have known. I’ve never been quite happy with the ending of her Harding’s Luck, the companion story to House of Arden The latter was … Continue reading →

Two very short chapters in, and I can already tell that Jo Walton’s What Makes This Book So Great is going to be an expensive book. That has nothing to do with its own cover price, which is about normal … Continue reading →