I read books, I write about books, I would probably marry a book if I could find one who liked me enough. Three words to describe me mature, irresponsible, contradictory, unreliable...oh...that's four...
Wow - this is going to be an epically busy week for me. Six Bookshots due to be posted (kapow!). Thankfully, I'm not writing them all, although I was lucky enough to grab Jonathan Miles Want Not from the pile (smacking off all the other eager hands) because Miles is an author I've wanted to read for a while.
All I'll say right now, is that the only thing that disappointed me about Want Not is that it came to an end. Discovering a new author whole work I liked so much gives me a nice warm feeling which will last for weeks. As a counterpoint. The Pure Gold Baby is by an author I have liked for years. Does Margaret Drabble's latest book live up to her previous work? You'll find out on Thursday.
Even with those excellent reads of my own, I'm still jealous I had to let reviewer Naturi Thomas read Furious Cool - the biography of Richard Pryor, because comedians fascinate me and Pryor is probably one of the best stand ups the world has ever known. As for Jerry Stahl's weird and funny Happy Mutant Baby Pills, USA Noir from the Akashic Press and Paul Lynch's dark debut Red Sky in Morning well I'm jealous I didn't get to read these too, because they all sound brilliant.
But if I'm pea-green I'm also grateful. The Bookshots reviewers do an incredible job, often (because of the way publishing works) given very little time to read their picks, yet still firing off pithy, relevant reviews like so many literary AK47s and leaving me free to do some reading of my own. They are an arsenal to be proud of!