Reading and read...
Hey all,
I probably told you all that I finished reading Neverwhere. I think I have another Gaiman novel (that being American Gods) that I started reading but shelved while I was in the grip of my Robin Hobb addiction. I should finish that sometime.
I'm powering through Starship Troopers right now (I might have mentioned that it's my current Tube Book). It's interesting to read it, since it is so obviously influenced by the era it was written in (just under a decade after the end of WWII) but it is so obviously a heavy influence of games like Doom. Not to mention that Starcraft is so heavily informed by Starship Troopers it is ridiculous.
Also reading Introducing Philosophy (Dave Robson and Judy Groves) when I can find it under all of the crap on my bed.
And on a whim last week I bought Unreliable Memoirs by Clive James (which so far seems to be rooted in his childhood). It seems impossible to read it without having his distinctive voice narrating in my head.
Another Impulse Purchase was Armageddon's Children by Terry Brooks, a post-apocalyptic SF/Fantasy Epic kinda thing.
All good fun.
Gus just gave me a call, telling me that he is en route to Sofia, Bugaria, but he'll be back in London on Friday the 13th. Neato, I'll meet him at Heathrow then.
Over and out.
-J
I probably told you all that I finished reading Neverwhere. I think I have another Gaiman novel (that being American Gods) that I started reading but shelved while I was in the grip of my Robin Hobb addiction. I should finish that sometime.
I'm powering through Starship Troopers right now (I might have mentioned that it's my current Tube Book). It's interesting to read it, since it is so obviously influenced by the era it was written in (just under a decade after the end of WWII) but it is so obviously a heavy influence of games like Doom. Not to mention that Starcraft is so heavily informed by Starship Troopers it is ridiculous.
Also reading Introducing Philosophy (Dave Robson and Judy Groves) when I can find it under all of the crap on my bed.
And on a whim last week I bought Unreliable Memoirs by Clive James (which so far seems to be rooted in his childhood). It seems impossible to read it without having his distinctive voice narrating in my head.
Another Impulse Purchase was Armageddon's Children by Terry Brooks, a post-apocalyptic SF/Fantasy Epic kinda thing.
All good fun.
Gus just gave me a call, telling me that he is en route to Sofia, Bugaria, but he'll be back in London on Friday the 13th. Neato, I'll meet him at Heathrow then.
Over and out.
-J
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