Buffalo Chip Book Reviews, Dec. 2010
“What has he been smoking,” you probably ask yourself not-infrequently while reading these sanitarium-wall scribblings. Actually, I don’t smoke; never have. Anything, ever. I inhaled plenty of secondhand tobacco smoke during the first twenty years of my life, but then, since the turn of the century you almost have to go looking for secondhand smoke. Honestly…
I’m just this way.
You’ll have to settle for answers to “what has he been reading” these past couple months, then. It’s a fairly short list, honestly; between being busy with stuff and getting on a bit of a streak of mediocre books for a while, progress slowed down a ways, at least compared with the reading rampage which was August.
The Book of the Spider, Paul Hillyard. Mixed bag. There wasn’t much of a narrative, here; it was really more a collection of very diverse bits of information about spiders. Some really cool. Some, like the sections on the history of the study of arachnids, not so much. The two most memorable tidbits: 1) little teeny spiders can spin out web lines long enough for the wind to catch and lift them up for remarkable parasailing voyages, and 2) there are “social spider” species in which the normally solitary predators rub their many shoulders peacefully. Which should freak me out because one of the things I like about spiders is that unlike insects, one spider is generally not a sign of an infestation, but still, pretty neat.
Nemesis, Lindsey Davis. I think this is the first BCBR review of Davis’ “Falco series” of mystery novels about a Roman-empire-era P.I. I really like them; in a crowded field they’re fun, funny and always page-turners. This one was no exception, and also included one remarkably somber and rather touching scene which I won’t soon forget. I’m not sure Davis has any idea where she’s taking the series, and in this one she had an almost-ridiculous number of plates spinning at one point, but so far so good.
A History of the English Speaking Peoples, Winston Churchill. Excuse me while I fetch some strong tea. There we go. Better, and appropriate. (more…)