Welcome to the start of my book-blogging for 2012! What do you mean it's September? Obviously you don't run on "Erik" time.
Over the course of the next year [read: three months and change] you'll get the astonishing privilege of reading little reviews of and thoughts on the books that fly off of our myriad shelves to my waiting, eager hands.
No e-readers here, as I've made far too much of a financial commitment to paper to switch before the Rapture.
So what sort of nonsense and ballyhoo will I read this year? I don't know, maybe something by that irascible firebrand, [insert controversial - and probably political - author here], the dystopian kid future thing with the killing and the angst, or perhaps that one book, you know, with the slapping and the moans that made you feel dirty to just see a woman reading on the train*?
Who can honestly tell? The future...is unwritten!**
Giddy up! Allons-y! Et cetera!
-Erik
*No. A thousand times no.
**Technically, this future has already happened and we're just visiting its wake. Sorry.
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