100 Books
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It’s that time again! My favorite new year tradition is clearing out the small bookshelf where I put all the books I’ve read within a calendar year, make a post about them, and then eagerly anticipate filling it with more books in the current year. Even the bookshelf itself is special; I remember my uncle…
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So, I finished my first book of the year the other day (yes, technically, it’s a novella, but the copy I have has 200+ pages, so it counts): The Invisible Man by H.G. Wells. It is my first H.G. Wells book and hopefully not my last. The man is a sci-fi treasure, and it’s a…
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Anyone who has been following me for a while is likely to know of one particular goal I have every year that I consistently fail to accomplish: one of these day, I will reach my goal of reading 100 books in a year. Last year was again not one of those years. I didn’t even…
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“These poor bastards didn’t know mescaline from macaroni.” Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas: A Savage Journey into the Heart of the American Dream by Hunter S. Thompson. For my complete and utter lack of exposure to drugs, I find myself certainly fascinated by drug culture, especially in literature. Perhaps it’s merely my fascination with…
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Why, hello there, lovelies. It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Remember that whole grand plan to make three posts a week no matter what and really buckle this blog thin down? Yes, well, I’m kicking it out the window. It worked for a spat of time, but, really, I should know better by now than…
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Before we get to the review, I just want to throw in one little disclaimer about it being “a day late.” Shift work is really great as a secondary job for an author. Typically, it’s not too demanding on the psyche and leaves plenty of room for writing. Unfortunately, it makes it next to nearly…
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“There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams–not through her own fault but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything.” by F. Scott Fitzgerald. One of the funny things about my experience with classic literature is that, for a long…
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