Not to be a shameless self-promoter, but click on the link if you wish to read my rather long review of Lover of Unreason for Blogcritics. It was a really difficult book to review, and I didn't feel I went quite to the depths I wanted to go with it...but I'm still new at this. God knows, I have plenty of books in the household library to review.
Not much else to report around Stregaville, except the usual nuts-and-bolts life of writing. I have promised myself I will not buy Seasons 1-9 of the X-files until my book is done (or else I'll disappear into la-la land and never come out). It is a good carrot in front of the old nag. I had a marvelous couple of writing hours in downtown Santa Cruz today, at Gelatomania (I highly recommend this place, as the weird smell from the oxygen bar seems to be under control now--they have great music, free wireless, and good food. I wrote nearly fifty pages of my book there a summer ago, in the breezeway outside).
And so it goes....
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