I write something worthy of note from a book I've read recently, then I write about the book in the post that follows. I am resurrecting the project in light of my accelerated reading pace, thanks to .
Nothing spectacular, I'm afraid. Particularly these days, when suicide disguises itself as homicide, novels are written by Roger Ackroyd's doctor, and far too many people insist on publishing two hundred pages on the fascinating emotions they experience when they look in the mirror.
But let's stick to the story.