It’s been a good long while since I posted a list of books I’ve read recently. Sure, Booky Posts are a little self-indulgent, but books are the window into a person’s soul, and all that, am I right?
[Now, if my gastroenterologist can find a medium that will function as a window into my lower GI tract, I can save myself a lot of aggravation in another couple of years when I go back for my regular Colon Looky-Loo. Podcasting, perhaps?]
Anyway, here’s what I’ve read so far this year, with occasional comments:
How many other cookbooks contain the word “fuck” sprinkled liberally throughout?
Yet another installment in the continuing story of the Lizards and the “Big Uglies.”
Fascinating scholarly analysis of how the many strands of narrative in the Hebrew Bible came together.
A culinary must-read - tip o’ th’ Elisson fedora to the lovely Bakerina for pointing me to it.
A readable history of how our current understanding of the Universe grew and evolved.
Not the best written book, this one is nonetheless a valuable addition to the library of anyone familiar with this True American Original raconteur, writer, and radio personality.
I won this sucker in the Blogging for Books monthly contest. Good read, too.
Thanks to donations from Laurence Simon and the Mistress of Sarcasm, I’ve now read pretty much everything this sick, twisted bastard has written.
I won this for a fifty-word movie review over at The Zero Boss. It’s a nice piece of detective fiction based on the real-life, (still) mysterious explosion of TWA 800 off the south shore of Long Island. It has some personal resonance for me as well: my Aunt Marge and Uncle Phil were on that same aircraft on its flight from Athens to New York that day. Lucky for them, they got off...
Eisner’s last book - he died early this year, scant weeks after SWMBO and I met him at the Jewish Book Fair in Atlanta. Eisner is widely credited as the originator of the graphic novel, and this book is a fine example.
True crime story involving a genuinely scary individual who should’ve got the Needle o’ Doom instead of the plea-bargain life sentence he ended up with.
Supposedly a true memoir, this one will make your own dysfunctional family seem like Ozzie and Harriet.
Beach reading, in case you’re curious.
A remarkable fable by a masterful storyteller.
This first novel by Charlie Huston grabs you right away and doesn’t let go.
Scholarly treatment of multiple dimensions. Meh.
The follow-up to Caught Stealing.
New books by John Irving don’t appear all that frequently. This one mines themes of truth, falsehood, abandonment, and the search for family connections. Plus: tattoos!
Another Hamill fable; this one was made into an Afterschool Special.
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