A friend challenged me to write haiku reviews of the last several books that I've read:
Naomi Klein's "Shock Doctrine"
Friedman's neo-cons -
Crisis, exploitation, greed.
Perhaps, Keynesian?
James N. Frey's books on writing
Remember: premise,
character driven stories
for damned good novels.
Neil Gaiman's "Anansi Boys"
A modern fable,
entertains as it teaches.
The old become new.
William Landay's "The Strangler"
Boston terrified:
memorable characters,
weak plot - adequate.
Robert W. Cabell's "The Hair-Raising Adventures of Jayms Blonde"
Cliches, every page.
Vanity press - no surprise.
Dear God - Don't read this.
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Showing posts with label Books. Show all posts
June 3, 2008
October 10, 2007
July 21, 2007
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
Okay, what the living hell have I been doing? All the mania. All the stressing out. For a book. I was very happy that I gave in to the hype but not crazily so.
I went to bed last night at a reasonable time. I headed into the city centre this morning to pick up the book and have some breakfast. Happily, a store that I like was in the grips of Potter induced craziness and had the doors opened at 7:30am, so I was able to buy the book earlier than expected. Unfortunately, though the owners were hoping for legions of fans, the store was empty other than two twenty-something clerks chatting to each other at almost 9, when I showed up. I picked up the book, headed over to a cafe for a nice little breakfast. And then headed home to curl up with a book and listen to the radio.
All in all, it's been a nice day. And look, no spoilers to ruin anything for anyone.
I went to bed last night at a reasonable time. I headed into the city centre this morning to pick up the book and have some breakfast. Happily, a store that I like was in the grips of Potter induced craziness and had the doors opened at 7:30am, so I was able to buy the book earlier than expected. Unfortunately, though the owners were hoping for legions of fans, the store was empty other than two twenty-something clerks chatting to each other at almost 9, when I showed up. I picked up the book, headed over to a cafe for a nice little breakfast. And then headed home to curl up with a book and listen to the radio.
All in all, it's been a nice day. And look, no spoilers to ruin anything for anyone.
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