Language is a damn funny thing. Not only the language we speak, but the way language shapes how we perceive the world, and also how we all end up with linguistic tics born of our job, our position in life, our hobbies, and other factors we probably aren’t even aware of. Not sure how this relates to a novel about thieves in a magical world? Step inside, won’t you — we have much to talk about.
Ratting in New York City
This isn’t exactly the book I hoped it would be, but it was fascinating nonetheless. In the author’s (after)words: “Ratting, for me…is not just about rats; it is also about seeing another side of a given city.” And that’s exactly what he sets out to show his reader.
It’s Big and it’s Bland, Full of Tension and Fear (fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fashion)
I picked this one up on sale, despite figuring I wouldn’t really be its target audience (I don’t know a Lanvin from a Latverian; fashion is something I stare at when I can’t sleep (or, well, it used to be when “Fashion Trance” was a thing). Delightfully, I was wrong.
Fair is Foul, and Foul is Fair
I cannot tell a lie, dear reader: This is, technically, another cozy mystery. But it’s an awful lot more fun than the Scottish Play.