Have you ever had a conversation where everything you said turned out to be the wrong thing? You think you are following the rules of polite conversation, but the other person keeps changing the rules. Now imagine that you are having that conversation with someone who can ruin your life. This is Mikhail Bulgakov’s seditious satirical masterpiece The Master and Margarita. I have a tremendously difficult time writing an even somewhat satisfying review for The Master and Margarita. It is such a layered novel, and […]
Dear Fake Character People: An Open Letter to (most of) the Characters in Pride and Prejudice
ETA 4/21/16: I messed up when I marked two reviews in a row as #46, so this review actually isn’t my Cannonball. That honor belongs to my dubious review of Captive Prince. Shame on many fronts. The mistake has now been noted on both reviews. This is the third in my series of reviews wherein I get weird and write them in the form of letters to the characters. I’m re-reading all of Jane Austen’s books in 2016, and it shall be glorious. One every two months […]
Satire with a heart
3.5 stars. This is a strange little book. I know a lot of cannonballers have read this and it was so popular that most people will have at least heard of it. It’s been on my TBR for ages and ages honestly. I might not have read it if I’d known it was satire. My preferred satire delivery method is via the screen not the printed word. It makes me uncomfortable to devote several hours to it. Luckily, Where’d You Go, Bernadette is a cross […]
Dear Fake Character People: An Open Letter to (most of) the Characters in Sense and Sensibility
A couple of years ago for CBR6, I re-read Jane Eyre, and because I was overwhelmed with the task of writing a review for such a classic book, I decided to get weird and write the review in the form of letters to the characters. Since then, with an eventual plan to re-read all of Jane Austen’s books, I’ve had it in the back of my mind that I’d do the same with as many future classic books that I could. So. This is me […]



