Wow! It’s December tomorrow and I haven’t even thought about next year’s reading selections.
I have an uncharacteristic urge to just wing it: selecting one book at a time with no preplanning whatsoever. 411 more words
The Distant Light is a novella that lies in purgatory. Transgressing the boundaries of naturalism and lingering within the spectrum of occultism, it surprises. At first I believed it to be dystopian, but this was belied by ready use of a car and a populated village within a short drive of the isolated homestead of the narrator somewhere in the mountain woods of Italy. 236 more words