Jemez Spring by Rudolfo Anaya is the book I wound up with. First, though, I’ve got to finish Alamanc of the Dead. And what I was looking forward to finishing, but it’s not out yet? A Dirty Job (bit someone has to do it?)
Coherent themes? There are none. Death, the Southwest, and humor. Mystery and thriller. I don’t have an ARC of any of the above, so I won’t be reviewing them until they’re available. I wrote Chris Moore’s Lamb, and in retrospect, I found it to be one of his finest pieces of work. To say that I’m looking forward to the new book is an understatement. The lad has quite a way with words, and yet, even the grotesque characters are described with a certain love and affection.
Mercury is moving forward – slowly – yet forward. Last quarter moon. Yes, it’s that time again.
Hank Williams… you’re fucked up on drinks, pills
and a broken heart. You’ll die young and
wild, but influence more people than you
could ever imagine. If it wasn’t for you,
rock n roll would be nothing more than benign
and insipid.
Which fucked-up genius composer are you?
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