I took a fiction writing class when I lived in California, and the teacher was a big fan of Dean Koontz. At the time I didn’t know much about Koontz, but I had opinions about him. Snobby, snobby opinions.
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I mean, he was always on the best seller lists, his books were mass market paperbacks, and [...]
While driving to work yesterday, I started thinking about Beatles solo albums and which was my favorite from each band member.
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I was trying to resist thinking like a music critic (which I am not), and just determine my favorite records from John, Paul, George, and Ringo. That is to say, which ones I listen to [...]
If I were to quit my job today, say goodbye to my friends and family, and spend the rest of my life reading in a well-lit room, I couldn’t get through every unread book I currently own.
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I might, barring catastrophic paper cut trauma, make it two-thirds of the way into the stacks, before the dementia [...]