Category Archives: Books

I’m somewhat ashamed to admit it, but I’m going to. Here on the WWW for all the world to see. Yes, I read Stephanie Meyer’s Twilight. Why? I guess I don’t have a good answer except to say that I wanted … Continue reading →

I’ve always been a little enamored with the architecture of Frank Lloyd Wright. One of those things were I like most of it (Fallingwater, e.g.), but if I were to build a house tomorrow, it wouldn’t look anything like Wright’s … Continue reading →

I thought I had read all the Pulitzer Prize winners for the last couple decades, but apparently I missed at least one. No more; Madysen is reading Annie Proulx’s The Shipping News, the 1993 Pulitzer winner, and I confiscated it … Continue reading →

I really needed a laugh the other day, so I went to see The Men Who Stare at Goats. Seemed like a good choice, but it didn’t really work out. About a secret military unit with hippie underpinnings and a … Continue reading →

Last week, I went down to my parents’ place in the middle of nowhere Texas to try to rest and relax. It went pretty well, and I got to read quite a bit. First was Jonathan Franzen’s The Corrections. I’ve … Continue reading →

As with Coen brothers’ films, I do love me some Nick Hornby novels. His latest, Juliet, Naked, does not disappoint especially for an aging music fan like myself. Duncan, a Brit, loves the music of Tucker Crowe. In fact, Duncan … Continue reading →

A history of the siege of Stalingrad by the Germans in World War II would be a deeply depressing look into mankind and, to many readers, boring. But David Benioff’s novel City of Theives, set during the siege, is a … Continue reading →

I’m a bit worn out commenting on the various books I read, so we’re going to try a more succinct overview for a while and see how that works. If you don’t like it, write a note in your journal. … Continue reading →