By now you should have learned to know me, alternating periods of regularly updated blog for others to complete hiding. It works well without precise rules: there are hours, days or even weeks where I did not really want. But after all this is my Tana and here "I do a little 'how the fuck I want" .
This does not mean that he continued to chew on: I read a couple of excellent books, one of which, Carver's Cathedral, has joined the elite of Venerable of my very limited library. Can I say it? Ok, I say: Cathedral is a masterpiece, and shame on you if you've ever read. I'm doing for the second time, slowly savoring each story.
I plan to dedicate a nice juicy article, but this time I do so seriously eh.
Then there 1974 by David Peace, the first chapter of the Red Riding Quartet, and here is so great, but a lot of stuff: that is, lately I have chosen well. Surely will complete the quartet, but not right away, I need to take a breath. Who has had the good fortune to read it knows what I'm talking about.
I've seen the first two episodes of The Walking Dead : very good the first, less inspired the second. All in all a product is above average: I'm going to shoot the entire first series, then we'll see.
the weekend then I stumbled into a strange 1998 film by Takashi Miike: The Bird People in China is his name, and I must thank Simon for Cora the good advice that you also raise , 25 my affectionate readers.
What else? The Neuromancer is always there lurking behind me, and sooner or later I'll have while deciding to devote a few lines of review. Or maybe not, and will always be the Godot of the Tana. Meanwhile, I read wildly, from a collection of short stories (Night Shift King) to another ( Portraits moonlight Jacobi) but it is always Carver attract my attention. I'll ask Santa Claus in Meridian.
