Sunday, November 30, 2014
Friday, November 28, 2014
Book Excerpt for the Day
“We’re actually going to collect someone
from a space station inhabited by pacifists.”
“Fierce warrior pacifists?”
“No.”
“Edible pacifists?”
“I
would advise against it.”
“Will we then deliver this coward into the sun?”
“No.”
“Is anything good going to
happen on this holiday?”
(from Space Captain
Smith, by Toby Frost)
8½*/10. The full review is here.
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Thursday, November 27, 2014
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Tuesday, November 25, 2014
Siberian Huskies
A long time ago, I used to dog-sit two Siberian huskies. I can say from experience that the above image is accurate.
Monday, November 24, 2014
Book Excerpt for the Day
Casper looked at the toys and immediately
saw the possibilities. Any show could
have a midget. Casper’s Cavalcade of
Living Curiosities was going to have a genuine fairy.
This was show business. Nobody
came to see the sad or the ordinary.
They came to witness the stupendous, the fantastic, that which is beyond
belief.
(from The Midget’s
House, by Anita Bartholomew)
7½*/10. The full review is here.
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Sunday, November 23, 2014
Ice Bucket Challenge
I'm not keen on things like the recent Ice Bucket Challenge craze. But if God takes part in it, I guess it's okay.
Saturday, November 22, 2014
Friday, November 21, 2014
Thursday, November 20, 2014
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Book Excerpt for the Day
Instead of drawing closer, Tilla sat up and started chattering about next door’s cockerel. “He has stopped crowing at night now: Did you notice?”
He
agreed without thinking, and reached for her.
“I’m well rested. Come here.”
She dodged his hand and stood up, still looking more cheerful than
anyone who had been awake half the night had any right to be. Only slowly did it dawn on him that there might
be a link between the silence of the cockerel, Tilla’s smile, and the rather
stringy meat in last night’s stew.
He
was not going to ask.
(from Caveat
Emptor by Ruth Downie)
8½*/10. The complete review is here.
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Tuesday, November 18, 2014
Monday, November 17, 2014
Sunday, November 16, 2014
Book Excerpt for the Day
“Did
she have a sofa, your aunt?”
“No,
just an armchair and a pair of pouffes.”
“Ample
seating. Did she live on her own?”
“She
does now, the pouffes moved out. They’ve
opened a candle shop in Kemptown.”
“The
air’s very bracing in Kemptown. Someone
told me that it was good for rheumatism.
So I went there and caught it.”
“You
can’t catch rheumatism, can you?”
“It
all depends who’s throwing it,” I said. “Boys
will be boys.”
(from Waiting For
Godalming by Robert Rankin)
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Friday, November 14, 2014
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
Book Excerpt for the Day
“What’s
that?”
“A
dog,” Vin said.
“Ah, blunt as ever, I see,” Breeze said.
“And, why is it that you now have a dog?”
“I
gave it to her,” Elend said. “She wanted
one, so I bought it for her.”
“And you chose a wolfhound?”
Ham asked, amused.
“You’ve fought with her before, Ham,” Elend said, laughing. “What would you have given her? A poodle?”
(from The Well Of
Ascension by Brandon Sanderson)
9*/10. The complete review is here.
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Tuesday, November 11, 2014
Monday, November 10, 2014
Sunday, November 09, 2014
Saturday, November 08, 2014
Book Excerpt for the Day
The first one hadn’t actually run, he’d
walked. The patrolman on the switchboard
it was, and he said, “Sir, the phone’s gone dead.”
“Oh? We’d better call the phone
company to fix it pronto,” the lieutenant said.
He liked the word “pronto,” it made him feel like Sean Connery. He reached for the phone to call the phone
company, but when he held it to his ear there wasn’t any sound.
He
became aware of the patrolman looking at him.
“Oh,” he said. “Oh, yes.” He put the phone back on its hook.
(from The Hot Rock,
by Donald E. Westlake)
8*/10. The full review is here.
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Friday, November 07, 2014
Thursday, November 06, 2014
Wednesday, November 05, 2014
Tuesday, November 04, 2014
Monday, November 03, 2014
Book Excerpt for the Day
“They only sent one officer?” Roger
continued complaining. He threw his
hands up in the air. “I can’t believe
it! This is an emergency! Where’s the armada? Didn’t you hear me? There’s a dead man out back!”
The officer raised an eyebrow and did a quick study of Roger. “Well, then I guess there’s no real chance of
him getting away now, is there?”
(from A Hardboiled
Murder, by Michelle Ann Hollstein)
5½*/10. The full review is here.
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Sunday, November 02, 2014
Saturday, November 01, 2014
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