When Good Books Are Frustrating

I’m reading a good book right now. Heap House by Edward Carey (who also illustrates it) is weird, bizarre, creepy, odd, fantastical, grimy, and weird. Have I mentioned weird? It is also a slow read. Every word matters. Every description is a clue. Nothing is throw aside, or added just for the sake of being … Continue reading "When Good Books Are Frustrating"