So I haven’t posted a review in a couple of weeks – some of that’s to do with general burnout and a lot of it’s to do with (take one guess) the motherfucking election results.
I was already considering taking the rest of the year off from reviewing books, and now I am definitely planning to do so. This next month and a half will be all about finding pleasure in reading and giving my brain a way to take a temporary break from obsessively refreshing every social media site ever for the latest bit of terribleness.
I’ll be back on December 31st with a post on my favorite reads of 2016, and am planning to pick up regular reviewing again in 2017.
In the meantime, how about that apocalypse? Looks like it’s gonna be a bad one.
(But seriously, fight it. Fight it with everything you can. I know I will.)
It feels a little odd to write a review of a popular, NYT best-selling book published four years ago—not only does my review inherently veer towards obsolescence (what’s the point of reviewing a commercially popular book several years after its publication? Most people have likely already read it or made up their minds whether or not they’re going to), there’s a good chance I’ll compound its obsolescence by not having anything new or worthwhile to say. But hopefully people reading this are interested in my thoughts because they are my thoughts. (And if not, I hope you stick around anyway.)
A good friend of mine has been regularly prodding me to read this book and its sequels for over a year now, and now I’ve finally made a start. (Also I reeaally want to read the Six of Crows series, but I want to have read the Grisha Trilogy first for context.)