Mind if we have a nose at your bookshelf?
I have a habit of reading too many things at the same time.
Erik Larson tickles the non-fiction part of my brain, for example, while Herman Melville tickles non-fiction.
Or lobs a harpoon through it.
Right now, I have three books in progress.
Eating To Extinction by Dan Saladino is from the non-fiction stack.
I’m learning a lot about food diversity (I know very little!)
and it’s all cleverly wrapped up in stories of travel, culture and people.
It’s vast in scope but often focuses on a personal story or single location.
I’m only a hundred pages in, but so far I’m enjoying it a lot.
And it’s one of those books I half-expected to endure rather than enjoy.
I’m glad that’s not the case!
My fiction book is Grave Expectations by Alice Bell.
You may have heard of the author.
The book is too.
You should buy it.
And I just started on Blue In Green, written by Ram V with art by Anand RK.
I’m going to cheat a bit and pick two because I finished them both very recently.
I enjoyed it and I’ll read the sequel, but I’m not hungry for more just yet.
It won’t be next… which brings us to..
Every book in existence.
But mostly Last Call by Tim Powers and Raw Concrete: The Beauty Of Brutalism by Barnabas Calder.
Both immediately felt like nightmares I might have had in the past and would certainly have in the future.
Then I tell them to listen to Poe’s album Haunted instead/as well.
Adam told me he enjoyed the column, which was nice, And yet!
With yet another guest failing in this laughably paltry task, we must continue ever onwards.
So, join us next week for another paper-pilled guest telling us about their favourites.
