Or rather, reviewing is what happens to me while I'm busy making other plans.
I've been AWOL from the reading list for the last few months as firstly (as I mentioned), Isobelle Carmody's new book weighs approximately the same as two cans of Stagg Chili (ignited by Habanero Peppers). Object lesson:*
Paul really likes Stagg Chili. Each time we buy it, he says "ignited by Habanero Peppers."
It kind of looks like something you would imagine a bum eating in the depression.
Anyway. Secondly, reviewing always takes longer when you get a cold and tend to fall asleep during your lunch break when you should be directing enthusiasm through the prism of intellect. Still, my words about that little bunch are now on their way to being stamped on paper.
Back to the Favourites list, right? WRRRRRRONG! The few months will be spent in a reading-and-not-getting-a-cold frenzy. Meet my new friends:
Nine weeks; sixy-five books. Sums; you do them. So given that there'd be another dearth of blogging, and who's going to tell me off it's my blog anyway, I thought maybe I could branch out here into the generally book-related bits of my life.
All in favour say "Ignited by Habanero Peppers!"
*Dramatic renenactment. Actual results may vary.