Hey everyone, I am a bit under the weather today (a phrase coined by sailors forced below deck when falling ill and a term I learned after reading The Wager). So, given my weakened immune system, I am getting straight to the point here. My last review for 2025 is for Stephen King's The Langoliers.... Continue Reading →
Rediscovering Childhood Magic in Peter Pan
Peter Pan made me cry. Ashamed as I am to admit it, JM Barrie's 120-year-old novella, a book intended for well-to-do British kids refusing to go to bed, made this jaded author---who scoffed at the overly saccharine storytelling in The Alchemist--- ball like someone who's never read a sappy story in his life. Mrs. Darling... Continue Reading →

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