This post took a lot longer to get around to than usual guys, and I know that this week has been quiet…It’s all been a little crazy on my end. We’ll see what I can’t get up and posted next week to make up for it.
I shouldn’t need to comment on Capote’s True-Crime masterpiece because, honestly, there’s not a single damn thing that I could say that hasn’t. Spare and beautiful and tragic, I try to revisit In Cold Blood every few years. Like Neuromancer and The Big Sleep, this is one of the books that made me.
Adam Christopher’s debut novel is pretty dang cool. It’s got a lot of big ideas that get thrown around—almost to the point of seeming overstuffed—but there’s a confidence to the writing that really makes you want to buy into everything that this guy is selling. I’ll definitely check out another of his in the future.
It’s a gigantic, beautifully illustrated alternate history sci-fi western where everyone is desperate to kick off the Biblical apocalypse except Death. Instead, he’s on an epic journey of revenge with a pair of shape-shifting American Indian star-crossed lovers and a freakishly tall, headless robot horse that shoots lasers out of the hole where it’s neck should be. Can I get a hell yeah?
More of the same, if by “the same” you mean that everything is on fire and kicks ass all of the time.
Okay, so it was a light reading month. What with the traveling and all, I didn’t even get In Cold Blood finished. June will probably be a little more interesting, as I try to get some other things under my belt before digging into the summer proper. Then? Then it’s paperback season.