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Technorati Rats Leave the Sinking Ship

When I started this blog, I used TECHNORATI to establish my online presence. It was good. It was easy to use.  It was a definitive tool for blog statistics. The article (click on link) describes how they sank and disappeared.  So, for both readers of this blog, none of the Technorati tags are going to work. I’m very sorry for any inconvenience.

Time changes all things.


2011 in review

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

A New York City subway train holds 1,200 people. This blog was viewed about 8,000 times in 2011. If it were a NYC subway train, it would take about 7 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

Roundup 11: Wondering Whether to Continue

I’m wondering whether to continue with this blog.  After the first couple of years, I started slowing down because of life things.  I still enjoy it when I do it, but the posts are getting farther and farther apart.  The only time I post often is during the summer.  And the blog has never really taken off.  I don’t spend much time shopping it around.  There are days, though, when it gets triple the amount of hits, but that is still under a hundred.  Imagine – less than a hundred hits a day every day.  Sometimes less than fifty.  Again – people tend to find it by accident instead of design.  I don’t know. 

It’s possible that one of the reasons there’s hardly any comments is because one must have an account with WordPress.  That’s not fair.  Most people don’t and should not be obligated to.  So that just kills the comments perk.

Perhaps I shall continue as I have done these last two years – just write when the energy’s right.  Time will tell.


Romance Reading Timeline Part 1 – Harlequin and Hysterical Historicals

Romance Reading Timeline Part 2 – Barbara Cartland

Be An ID10T – Learn by Not Reading


#1 Knight of A Trillion Stars

#3 Mine to Take

A post by my mum: How to Mark A Book

Reading READICIDE/ Living Readicide

Soccer and Books = Bliss

No snap, crackle or pop in this Rice

Follow-up to a wish list I posted in 2008.

Fun with tongues

Creepy search terms lead to this post

My Book House – fast becoming one of TFB’s most popular posts.  (#5)

Bettelheim the Buzzkiller of Fairy Tales

My Book House 4 – Some of the more familiar fairy tales and wardrobe fantasy

Lyrics to The Music of The Spheres – it’s a concept. There’s not really any lyrics.

Thinking out loud on adolescent whingers, Proust, lack of literary foundations, and mammoth Norton anthologies

Everybody should own a couple of joke books!

Burn Notice – the novel!

Dara Joy/MoD: Rejar

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Rejar is actually the second book of the Matrix of Destiny series.  It’s arguably the most fully realized, best developed story of the three.  Knight of A Trillion Stars was a bit too “Basil Exposition”, and Mine to Take was extremely good, but did not invest in a lot of back story.  Rejar has just enough back story to lift and separate but not smother.

Here’s the original cover. Nice!  If you click on this cover, it will take you to  It’s worth hunting down the original Rejar (Timeswept, Bk 2)edition because of this droolicious cover that is NOT Fabio.  He makes “Lorgin” seem almost pretty in comparison. 

The story picks up where KoATS left off – with Rejar jumping into a black hole of sorts to get rid of a gemstone that bends time. Releasing the stone into space creates kind of a chemical reaction and new space is created.  Like when you read something you’ve never read before and the experience creates new neural paths in your brain.  That’s what the “matrix” is – outer space neural pathways.  Cool!

When I read M2T, I wondered about the phrase Ree Gen Cee Ing Land.  I kept coming back to it, running it over in my head.  When it hit me, I was all, like, DUH!!! YOU ONLY READ A THOUSAND BARBARA CARTLANDS!”  Regency England! The Prince Regent.  The pronunciation threw me off.  The native “Aviaran” language is spoken with occlusives and nasal stops in multi-syllabic words: “Lee Oh Nah” (Leona).  Hence the segmentation of the phrase “Regency England”.  Also, I don’t know if it’s a hearing thing or what, but there’s a case of syllable reversal when Lorgin calls Deana “Adeean”.  I’m not sure what the linguistic precedence is for that is, but it’s interesting.

I felt the same as some other people who wrote reviews at Amazon – “Lilac” was too wimpy, too immature, to handle a mansteak like Rejar.  She was book smart, but life stupid.  It’s not her fault, but as I went through the story, Rejar liked her simple, good heart. She taught him to read. How could I not love that?  They did something very special with The Tempest! Genius! LOL.  While he was trying to shag her, she was trying to make a friend of him.  Respect. 

Lorgin and Deana made a cameo and “Traed” (“Mister Tray Ed”) almost ran away with the story.  His part was written in perfectly. The construction of the character arcs are logically fused and interesting.  This is why it hurts so much that Joy has lost her mojo.  It’s also this kind of great writing that turns readers into fans and fans into obsessives.  Fourteen years later and we are still panting for Traed’s novel.  Don’t freak out if it doesn’t happen.  See Gail Faulkner and Elizabeth Lowell below.

Be careful what you wish for…

Acheron (Dark-Hunter, Book 12)The way Joy is writing now, I don’t want her to even touch Traed. Remember when Kenyon fans were nigh unto screaming for Acheron?  When it finally came out, it was so full of all sorts of awfulness that you were totally depressed by the time you go to the part where he met Tori.  Then…it wasn’t particularly romantic.  Relentless sturm und drang.  Little chemistry between them.  But you know what, we hammered poor Kenyon for an Acheron book and she delivered a big-ass book. For that, I am grateful. 

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  •  Acheron: The Man, The God, The Fiance, The Book
  • Acheron: Half-man, Half-god, Twice-born, All-cursed Bengal's Heart (Breeds, No 7)Lora Leigh fans are possibly even more obsessed.  They want a novel for any man who pokes his head into the storyline.  She gives her fans pretty much whatever they want! God bless her.  So many of us are complaining that we don’t like the current stories from the last year or so.  Again – be careful what you bitch for. (I myself am guilty of said complaining, but I have faith that things will get better.)

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    Say No to Joe? (Visitation, Book 1)Lori Foster fans wanted a story for Joe Winston.  She gave us one.  And it was awesome! The chemistry between Joe and “Luna” was believable and fun.  Just a Hint, Clint – not so much.  We made noise that we wanted a book for “Julie Rose”.  We got it; it’s wasn’t good. To me, it was a book just to tide us over until we got a book for “Jamie”.  Oh, the wails and squeals!  The breathless panting!  I think, after ACHERON, JAMIE seemed to be one of the most demanded books from a series, with the added bonus that it was fun and interesting.

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    (This cover is from a reprint.) 

    Here’s another series that started out firing on all pistons then slowly ran down.  Every story weaker than the last, but with glimpses of fascinating threads of possibilities.  Most of those, like the Khan-Gor arc, will most probably never be realized because writers, like musicians, move on.  They get interested in other things and let older things go. Jude Deveraux started weaning us off the Montgomerys and Taggerts by writing books about other people that included maybe one or two of them, but they were secondary or tertiary characters.  It’s natural. 

    By the time Never a Slave was published, it had been over.  That short story should have been added in to another story because, even as a short, it was insultingly bad.  However, it was probably done because fans were nagging for a story for Julian.

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    Oh my God! It actually hurts that this series has gone dormant.  Faulkner teased us with a short excerpt from a “new” story for the last member of the “Ghost Unit”, but never got it to the point of publication.  She has moved on and has not been publishing for about three years now.  This was a kick-ass series!  The guys are a blast! But alas, no “Tammy” and “Miguel”.  No “Jackson”.  Waaaaaaaahhhh!!!

    The only thing to do is to start writing fanfiction to fill in the gaps we may not ever get from Faulkner herself.  I don’t hold it against her that she’s stepped away from this.  Maybe it’s just what she needed to do. Again, it’s a writer thing.

    Previous Post:  Gail Faulkner’s “Ghost Unit”

    (Funny how this post morphed into an essay about series that fizzled from talking about  Rejar. LOL)

    Outlaw (MacKenzie-Blackthorn, Book 3)This is one series that is making romance readers – specifically, lovers of EL’s western romances —  nuts!  Elizabeth Lowell wrote this series in the early 90s – then stopped just short of giving us “Utah”.  Series were not the norm during the early part of this decade.  They were special, not like now with our gossip-addicted, privacy-invading habits.  Readers almost expect a sequel or two these days.  I don’t think it has made anything better; it’s just a phase that maybe will (I hope) peter out.  I’ve had enough.  As much as I would ADORE a book about Utah, I’ve let it go.  But judging by my daily stats, where it shows search engine terms, every day someone is looking for Utah’s book.  Is he the most famous “non-character” in romance? I believe so.  All “Tennessee” and “Nevada” ever did was mention him in passing.  The reason we are so fascinated with him is because he’s fair-haired with a dark tan where his brothers are dark-haired and swarthy.  Respect to EL for creating such a crying demand for a character with so few words.  Utah is like the writer’s equivalent to the first two notes of the JAWS theme or the first four notes of Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony. They make you hungry for more.  (By the way, she’s so totally moved on and will not be writing a book for Utah.)

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    Now getting back to Rejar…

    Some of the bits I liked best – in no particular order — were (1) any scene with Traed; (2) the sewing circle where Lilac spills about how good Rejar is; (3) the bit with “The Tempest”; (4) the bit where Lorgin and Deana come to visit – very short, but cute; (5) when Lilac is teaching Rejar his letters.  Again, she starts out dull and wimpy, but she improves over the course of the book somewhat.  Not everyone is a fan of Lilac, but she needed to be the opposite of Rejar in order for him to experience his psychological overhaul. If they were both exactly the same temperament, you would have DANGEROUS GAMES or LIVE WIRE.

    Don’t bother conjecturing about the threads suggesting a future in the Old West for Traed, and his attraction to Leona.  They will most probably come to nowt.  Do read the series in order if at all possible.  This series of three is one of the best in a medium that’s grown stale.

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Champion’s League Saturday & I’m A Believer

As I watch the Champion’s League final on Fox Deportes, I’m alternately crying and cheering. Crying because of the emotional overload of this tremendous event taking place in a tremendous venue – New Wembley – between two tremendous teams – ManYoo and Barcelona (not “Barca-lona, as their nickname suggests) – playing a tremendous game.  I’m cheering because, in spite of my love for Chicharito, I want Barcelona to win.  And at 64 minutes in, Barca is ahead 2-1.  VIVA BARCELONA!

But the game ain’t over yet.  The two teams are countering each other’s moves.  The Red Devils haven’t been able to score in about 15 minutes so they are getting desperate.  Angry Reds are a bad sign.  After a pristine first half, they already have two yellow cards for dirty tackles.  Poor Iniesta.  He’s been tumbled like  jumper in a dryer twice already.  All because he had possession of the ball.  Go fig…


If Manchester doesn’t score soon, someone may do something stupid and get sent off.

But I digress…

Went to Barnes & Noble in Edinburg, Texas. It’s like the Wal-Mart of bookstores.  They had a large children’s section, a whole big section for YA books which resembled the library of a psychiatric  hospital (most of the inventory was books about traumas and vampires. )

Antonio Valencia and Ryan Giggs reverting to form, i.e., when they are not winning, they turn into whinging brats who have to break what they cannot have.


They also had a nice DVD/CD shop. I wonder what’s better – lots of little mom and pop shops where you can find obscure books as well as popular titles or one big paperback-only mega-mart that specializes in the friggin’ obvious.  Take that home, chew it. Talk amongst yourself. [sic].





Scholes traded shirts with Iniesta. Cool.  Chicha looks on the verge of tears.  Everybody wants a piece of Messi.  Man of the Match is MESSI.  They won without their man mountain Carlos Puyol.  Pep is HOT HOT HOT! And a little bow-legged. Cute!

Barca honor guard for ManLoser.  I love all the ceremonies before and after a game. You never get those with American coverage.  You only get them on Latin American coverage. So here’s a plug for Fox Deportes. Ustedes chavos son lo maximo! As per usual, American Fox is on commercial.  All those multi-millionaires in suits pawing the players as they walk past would give up every Euro to be a Messi or Abidal or Villa right now!

30 SECONDS INSIDE PEP’S HEAD: “note to self: do NOT let Piquet carry the trophy on the parade bus.

Wales just beat Northern Ireland in a Euro-prep friendly.  Too bad it all means nothing.

RainbowOkay, half an hour of on-pitch celebrations is winding down. I can’t get enough of that stuff. But back to the issues at hand.  Those issues being:

  1. 442 #203 with the droolicious Andy Carroll on the cover and the cute but slightly dim Uruguayan weasel Luis Suarez. um…oh, and a couple of freeloaders in the back. (What! I can’t have an opinion!)
  2. CHAMPIONS #46 with (My Name Is) Luka Modric on the cover, looking very Kate Moss-y.
  3. POETS  & WRITERS May/June.  Theme: Writing Contests.  JACKPOT!
  4. PARABOLA “Giving and Receiving”
  5. THE BELIEVER #80 Celebratory issue. My idol Nick Hornby’s column.  He changed my reading life for the better!
  6. A FROZEN FIRE by Charlotte Lamb
  7. PORTRAIT OF BETHANY by Anne Weale
  8. And a book from my wish list – AN ILLUSTRATED LIFE.


  2. NAUTI AND WILD (“Nauti Kisses”)

AIL is wonderful!  It’s a bit cofffee table-ish, but truly amazing in its scope. The variety of art that you see, the innumerable design and comp0sition concepts are inspiring.  Some are even a little scary – like the artist that covers his pages in writing. OCD much? It breaks my heart that I am not an artist when I see how much more interesting their journals look than mine. Disappointed smileComputer

ND and NK are Lora Leigh’s stories about “Rogue Walker” and her brother “John, Jr.” from Boston. Hmmm…

This is my fourth reading of ND and my second or third of NK.  What has brought me back to ND is that it’s the most romantic book since HARMONY’S WAY.  It still has a lot of sturm und drang, but it has those quiet moments where it’s just the two of them finding ways to connect without a lot of shouting. Rogue makes Zeke laugh. I think that’s what draws me to this story.  And that thing where she would call him for rides was too adorable!

It has way way WAY too much swearing.  That does get in the way sometimes.  The brother’s book, too. John, for all his polished ways, swears like a stevedore. It sounds gratuitous more often than not. His story I do not like as much. He’s an asshole.  “Sierra”, who is often described as “tiny” to the point that I think  she’s actually a toddler, is bruised and sore and traumatized. What’s John’s answer? Arouse her and have sex with her. Oh yeah, that’s JUST what she needs when she’s sleep-deprived and in pain after a near-fatal assault.  That is some messed-up logic right there.  Why not make her do dishes and vacuum while you’re at it.

A FROZEN FIRE is a Harlequin Presents from 1980.  I remember it being a particular favorite.  It made me want to go to York in England.  Gist: a nice woman and her husband’s boss fall in love.  The husband, who’s a scum-on-scum, figures it out and makes trouble.  You really believe the love in this story.  The anger doesn’t smother everything.

A WRINKLE IN TIME should be read by everybody.  It’s a masterpiece of communication and imagination.  Plus, it’s a super sci-fi book, if you need a more earth-bound reason to justify it.

So far I have only read Nick Hornby’s column.  It’s funny and self-deprecating in that charming way that Hornby is. I hope his missus thinks so, too. Winking smile


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Swetergrl’s Theory of Condensed Matter



The Believer Book of Writers Talking to Writers

Teutoburg Forest AD 9: The destruction of Varus and his legions (Campaign)

Fragments (Penguin Classics) (English and Greek Edition)

Teach Yourself VISUALLY Access 2010 (Teach Yourself VISUALLY (Tech))

English Words

Guys Read: Funny Business

I Can’t Keep My Own Secrets: Six-Word Memoirs by Teens Famous & Obscure




Prometheus Bound/ Loeb Classic LIB/Aeschylus


McSweeney’s Book of Poets Picking Poets  

Sol Stein on Writing

Remembrance of Things Past

King Arthur and His Knights of The Round Table (Puffin Classics edition)



Anyone who’s ever been to college could recognize a Norton from twenty paces.  Books four and five inches thick with onion skin paper and teeny-weeny eyestrain-o-vision print set wall to wall with text.  Anything written by T. S. Eliot or using images from Greek mythology was bloated with annotation (Percy Shelley).  Those symbolist poet bastards!  Ezra Pound? Three lines of poetry and the rest of the page is annotation.  Those were the ones to avoid if you could. Me? I used to get a kick out of finding those pages where tiny fairy print was 7/8 of the page. I don’t know why that tickled me so much. Then as you go farther into the modern writers, the annotations decrease exponentially.  Is it because they have ceased drawing from Classical sources? Is the imagery too obvious? Does our shared history make annotation unnecessary?


The problem with Norton is that one volume is not enough.  They should probably go to three volumes and make students take three semesters of English Lit, three of American and three of World.  In a pinch, let them chose between English and World. World is more depressing, though.  Rilke, Camus, Kafka, Chekov, Proust.  Oy!  English Lit is downright chirpy compared to Proust and Kafka.  Kafka probably thinks Proust is an optimist. 


On the subject of English Lit, I am distressed as a human being and as a teacher that my students have no knowledge of Robin Hood and King Arthur.  No thing! Nada.  Zero.  Zilch.  Keiner.  The foundational characters of our language, going back even before Chaucer.  As far as I know, they are no longer taught.  So I’ve done my de rigeur Morte by Malory, but now I’m reading Roger Lancelyn Green’s kiddie version from Puffin Classics.  I also have a Reader’s Digest Condensed Books version of, I think, Malory’s.  The PC version moves fairly swiftly from story to story.  The thing is, lots of connective tissue is excised in order to keep the story moving.   Merlin tells King Arthur that if he marries Guinevere, he will hasten the end of his reign and the end of Britain as he knows it. War will be fought over her honor.  People – good and faithful knights – are going to die because marriage to her will set them both up to be shamed.  Okay. Something to think about. Yet, in this version, Arthur’s response is, essentially, “Yeah, but she’s hot.  I love her.”  Ooooooooh, weeeeeeeeellllllll aaaaaaaaaaallllrighty then! 


Seriously though, Robin Hood and King Arthur should be taught still.  What they represent is still important.  National unity, justice, honor, high ideals, doing for others, striving.  Do we not need them now?  Are not our children’s spirits starved for these high ideas whose words do not even appear in their vocabularies?  Do they mention honor and justice in the Harry Potter books?  Do they mention them in the Twilight books?  In Goosebumps?  Yeah, I didn’t think so.  Any honor to be found in a vampire is strictly deus ex machina. If they are not to be taught anymore, do we have something better?


What led me to the Norton was my LOEB Aeschylus.  I picked up Prometheus Bound  on a lark because my classes are reading the pantheon stories.  Most of them are reading these stories for the first time – at 13-14 years old. Sad.  Sad.  Sad.  So I’m reading it and liking it more and more as I go along.  It’s a fantastic, fantastical story.  Pro talks about geography and history.  When he was talking about Io and her life as a heifer, he beautifully describes her journey across what is now eastern Europe and northern Asia and how her journeys influenced the development of those areas.  For example, Io crossed a river that eventually became the Bosphorous.  Is that why we call cows “Bossie”?  Just thinking aloud.  Hold your tomatoes.


So PB led me to Prometheus Unbound.  It seemed the obvious thing to do.  Percy Shelley’s long poem is a re-telling of PB in the form of a drama written as a poem.  Stylistically, Percy lays it on with a trowel. 


Misery, O misery to me,

That Jove at length should vanquish thee.

Wail, howl, aloud, Land and Sea.

The Earth’s rent heart shall answer ye.


Shelley is a poet’s poet.  He knows what he do.  If you can get past the bombast and the treacly text, it’s actually quite easy to understand, which is great because PU covers a lot of territory in history, geography, mythology, politics, and philosophy.


In the poetry vein, the McSweeney’s book is a sweet book of poetry.  It’s a bit oversized for a vade mecum but it’s good reading when you’re waiting in line somewhere.  It’s chains of poetry linked by the whims of the contributors.  First, McSweeney chooses a poet and poem.  Then the chosen one chooses another one of their own and a poem by another poet.  The “another” choses one of their own, and one by another “another”.  I’m not sure I have the math right, but it ends up being a chain of five poets per group.  Anyway, it explains it the “About This Book” on page iii.  It’s almost like Grammar B poetry.  Rhyme is kind of scarce.  But there is rhythm and concrete imagery and symbolism.  Most of the poems are moody yet energetic, clever yet plain.  Most of the titles are boring, but who reads poems for titles.


Sol Stein on Writing.  Awesome! Get it!  Don’t be a writer without it.


Remembrance of Things Past.  Oh my freaking Gawd! I’m on page 114 and every sentence but 3 are like 70, 80, 90 words long. WTF!  If you’re looking for a reason to hate the French, this one will do nicely.  Labyrinthine sentences that snake across the page word after word slithering through your right brain as your left brain stands to one side making sure every word is accounted for entangle you in the life of a young boy who, sadly, spent waaaaaaay to much time alone in the same way that the lady in “The Yellow Wallpaper” spent too much time alone and ended up trying to insinuate herself into said wallpaper, instead of going outside to play because he was smothered by concern and reverse hypochondria wherein his parents always thought he was sickly.  So, yeah. Like that.  Page after page after page of diarrheic introspection.  The diary from hell!


I Can’t Keep My Own Secrets:  No surprise there you whinging, melodramatic, gadget-fixated, anti-intellectual namby-pamby cry-baby.  Get a job or get an education. Make yourself useful then maybe you’ll be able to keep secrets instead of crying into your Red Bull and vodka that life is not fair and that you’re expected to contribute to this planet instead of bitching about how nothing is free. 


Conquest:  So much promise before you open the book. So much suckage after.  So many jumping off points that went nowhere.  The Khan-Gor legend which has now claimed two brides from the house of Q’an Tal. Stories of characters left untold.  It has – if you’ll pardon the expression – petered out. This collection sucks like a Hoover on crack.  The stories and characters were flaccid. (Ooooh, naughty!)



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Wound-Up Roundup #10

It’s been a long time since the last roundup post (No. 9).  Plus, I’ve posted a fair amount of wank along the way.  And – get this!  Windows Live stats were, like, a thousand times off as far as accuracy.  How else could I explain WL stats showing 500 hits in a day, then WordPress showing anywhere from 1 to 30 per day.  Someone was Enron-ing my stats.  But I’m prone to believe the WordPress stats – depressing though they are – simply because they are so thorough about where the hits come from. 

So the links listed here are only to book-related posts.  Jus’ keepin’ it real…er…yo.

  Webnovelas feat. William Levy–Part 3

— judging by my stats, the webnovela posts are the most popular so, I posted a third collection of stories from the forums.  The stories can be found in the William Levy Forum, the Maite Perroni Forum and the Jacqueline Bracamontes Forum.

  The Daughter of Time–A Different Species of Murder Mystery

— This novel has a great plot. I don’t like mysteries, but this one is a big hit at It took me a long time to get past the first couple of chapters because reading them was like watching dust collect on the coffee table. Words go by. They are sort of just there, yet nothing is happening.  It took a while for it to really take off.  It’s so terribly English. Still, it’s a super novel when all is said and done.

  Lora Leigh’s Elite Ops–The Final Mission

— sniff…sniff…waaaaaaahhhh…Don’t want to say goodbye!!!  Noah/Nathan, Micah/Maverick, John/Heat Seeker, Travis/Black Jack, Nik/Renegade, and now Jordan/Live Wire.  Jordan kind of reminds me of Acheron, the topic of the other most popular posts here at TFB. (Sorry about the pics not working.)  He’s mad, bad, and in charge. Everyone feels sorry for him one minute and wants to punch him the next.  He’s a thousand years older than the woman he’s in love with, but, well, I’m pretty much done complaining.  It’s been a grand series.  (Please check out the very nice reference chart. Print it, cut it out, laminate it.)

  INTO THE CROSSFIRE — Lisa Marie Rice

— Sweet story, and yet, not impressed with the quality of writing.  Still going to buy the next one in the series, though. [Hotter Than Wildfire: A Protectors Novel/Delta Force]


Wow, how did I live so long without reading this journal?  It’s awesome! My first one was “The Pleasure of Reading” – one of the most emotionally and philosophically satisfying books I’ve ever read (the exact opposite of FREEDOM AND DEATH by Nikos Kazantzakis).  Granted, you can’t compare a journal with a novel exactly, but satisfying is satisfying.  I found some more through  If you can get your hands on some, they are a good reading investment.


There’s a lot of interesting things about this book – mainly it’s social message.  And I’m not all that squeamish, but this book is a but much to stomach.  It has a strong sleaze factor.  Which puts it on par with most written and visual drek you see these days.  I would say, read it once. If you can screw up the patience, read it again. I’ve read it twice and, again, I appreciate the message, agree with it even. But I know I’ll never go back to this book again.  This novel would appeal to alpha types who have a compulsion to exploit, practice body modification, or want to sleep with twins.


Aaaahh, I watch footage from the world cup and I still get goose bumps!  Up at 6 am to catch the first of four games for about 10 days! Then slowly winding down the rounds. America ejaculated prematurely – again.  England – yawnfest. France!  Holy Shit!!! A meltdown of operatic proportions. My heart goes out to Yoann Gourcuff.  Cuz he’s HAWT!  South Africa put on a decent show.  If they can do it, anyone can.  Putting a world cup together reminds me of the scenes in THE TEN COMMANDMENTS where the Hebrew slaves are working themselves to death building pyramids.


Quoting myself from the original post: 

If you are a fan of Austen, the Bronte sisters, and/or George Eliot, beg, borrow, or steal a copy of this book. 


I like to do that thing that Nick Hornby does in his BELIEVER book review columns: include a list of books bought and books read. It’s amusing to see where the lists converge and diverge.


It’s so easy to write a review when your material is as good as this is.  I’m very fond of Russell in an annoying-but-adorable-hyper-puppy sort of way.  His writing style is casual, yet learned.  He’s no slouch in the grammar department. I would use his writing as an example of “voice” if I thought I could get away with it.

To conclude, I want to give a big shout-out to who came up with a genius idea that’s perfect for me – buy-backs.  You can sell your books back if they are in good condition.  I’m up to $30 in gift cards. I love you gods of book retail!!!

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