I am reading a book, if you can call it that, that is slowly draining my will to live. This has to be in the top 5 of Truly Terrible Tomes. Hmm. I sense a list coming on. A quarter of the way through and it’s about as horrible a piece of fiction as you will find. The author doesn’t think so. He thinks he is among the truly great. No way in hell.
I like to read older books. I have a beautiful book on horses that is close to 100 years old on my TBR stack. So I’ve decided that along with the new I will occasionally review some older most likely out of print book. I have several in mind. I hope you will find them interesting.
Guess I should try to finish this mess. Adding to the fact he can’t write he has an unreasonable love for the exclamation mark and uses it far too liberally. Then there is the poor, abused comma. Next to him I am freaking Shakespeare.