February bukes
Mar. 2nd, 2010 11:46 amFor no sensible reason that I can decipher, for quite a few years now I've rarely read story collections or anthologies, devoting almost all my fiction reading time to novels; it's a bizarre turnaround, really, because in my younger days (insert phthisic wheeze here) it was always the books of short stories that got grabbed off the pile first. Whatever: The fact that I wasn't reading them didn't stop me from buying or otherwise accruing them, and they've been sort of accumulating around the house. So I decided to devote the month of February to chewing my way through a stack of them to see if I could rediscover the lure that used to pull me so irresistibly.
And, well, I did. I imagine that novels will remain the staple of my diet, but certainly collections and anthologies are likely to be a far larger part of it in the future. That's not to say that all the books I read this past month were good; but two or three of them were absolute snorters and I enjoyed almost all of them to greater or lesser degree.
I'll put my notes about them under a cut, if I can remember how to do that.