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Here is my November, 2025 reading. I haven't posted this in a few months, since the site was down...

The Book of the New Sun – Gene Wolfe This was my third time reading this and the most rewarding. This was partly due to knowing more going in, but maybe being older and a better reader played a role? I followed along with the podcast Alzabo Soup, which dug into the text pretty thoroughly. Those guys brought a lot to the table in terms of character motivations and intentions. What a dense and rich text. Some people don’t like this book, and that’s okay. I probably don’t like a lot of the books they read.

Other Voices, Other Rooms – Truman Capote This was my first book by Capote, and the atmosphere worked for me, which is a good thing, since that is its strongest feature. In fact, it really spoke to me in that way, and the ambiguity didn’t hurt. The scene near the end with the mule in the hotel was wonderfully weird, especially in the characters response/lack of response. This was very much my sort of book.

The Unreasoning Mask – Philip Jose Farmer I continued my education in SF with this book, my first Farmer. A friend told me he was reading this, and I realized I had it on my shelf (along with a pile of other SF I’ve recently acquired,) so I read it now. What a miserable waste of time this book was. The writing was clunky, the names silly, and the ideas stupid. I kept wondering if the same book written by a better writer could have been good. Maybe. To quote David Pringle in Science Fiction: The 100 Best Novels, “…he has written more than thirty novels, many of them unabashed hackwork…He has written no masterpieces.” If this is his best work, I can’t imagine how bad his hackwork is. Avoid this. Avoid him. Maybe he was a good person, but his writing is best forgotten.

Solar Labyrinth – Robert Borski This is a companion book to Book of the New Sun. It elaborates on possible identities and relations of the many characters, supporting its theses with text. Borski has written much on Wolfe, and I have at least one other volume. Definitely enjoyable.

Witch House – Evangeline Walton Walton is the author of one of my favorite fantasy novels, her take on The Mabinogian. I went into this with high hopes, and it turns out to be not bad. It is a haunted house story, as the title suggests, and takes place in New England. Written in an old-fashioned style, it kept me hoping through much of the book. Indeed, it might have been quite good, but it succumbs to an ending that might be called cliché. As S. T. Joshi says, “It is creditable, though far from remarkable.” Still, there’s nothing wrong with reading a 3-star book once in a while. One can even enjoy it.

Fantastic Orgy – Alexander M. Frey This slim book (60 pages, four stories) was a quick read. The first story was disturbing, as I’d hoped, and the other three were insightful portrayals of poverty that I found accurate. My favorite might have been “Offering” which tells the story of an old woman who steals from the offering box in a church, and the rationale she uses to justify it. I did not judge her for it. I am amazed how much literature there is out there. This was translated from German and published by Wakefield Press this year. I have many of their books and have read some.
 
Here is my November, 2025 reading. I haven't posted this in a few months, since the site was down...

The Book of the New Sun – Gene Wolfe This was my third time reading this and the most rewarding. This was partly due to knowing more going in, but maybe being older and a better reader played a role? I followed along with the podcast Alzabo Soup, which dug into the text pretty thoroughly. Those guys brought a lot to the table in terms of character motivations and intentions. What a dense and rich text. Some people don’t like this book, and that’s okay. I probably don’t like a lot of the books they read.

Other Voices, Other Rooms – Truman Capote This was my first book by Capote, and the atmosphere worked for me, which is a good thing, since that is its strongest feature. In fact, it really spoke to me in that way, and the ambiguity didn’t hurt. The scene near the end with the mule in the hotel was wonderfully weird, especially in the characters response/lack of response. This was very much my sort of book.

The Unreasoning Mask – Philip Jose Farmer I continued my education in SF with this book, my first Farmer. A friend told me he was reading this, and I realized I had it on my shelf (along with a pile of other SF I’ve recently acquired,) so I read it now. What a miserable waste of time this book was. The writing was clunky, the names silly, and the ideas stupid. I kept wondering if the same book written by a better writer could have been good. Maybe. To quote David Pringle in Science Fiction: The 100 Best Novels, “…he has written more than thirty novels, many of them unabashed hackwork…He has written no masterpieces.” If this is his best work, I can’t imagine how bad his hackwork is. Avoid this. Avoid him. Maybe he was a good person, but his writing is best forgotten.

Solar Labyrinth – Robert Borski This is a companion book to Book of the New Sun. It elaborates on possible identities and relations of the many characters, supporting its theses with text. Borski has written much on Wolfe, and I have at least one other volume. Definitely enjoyable.

Witch House – Evangeline Walton Walton is the author of one of my favorite fantasy novels, her take on The Mabinogian. I went into this with high hopes, and it turns out to be not bad. It is a haunted house story, as the title suggests, and takes place in New England. Written in an old-fashioned style, it kept me hoping through much of the book. Indeed, it might have been quite good, but it succumbs to an ending that might be called cliché. As S. T. Joshi says, “It is creditable, though far from remarkable.” Still, there’s nothing wrong with reading a 3-star book once in a while. One can even enjoy it.

Fantastic Orgy – Alexander M. Frey This slim book (60 pages, four stories) was a quick read. The first story was disturbing, as I’d hoped, and the other three were insightful portrayals of poverty that I found accurate. My favorite might have been “Offering” which tells the story of an old woman who steals from the offering box in a church, and the rationale she uses to justify it. I did not judge her for it. I am amazed how much literature there is out there. This was translated from German and published by Wakefield Press this year. I have many of their books and have read some.
You read all of this^ in one month? If so, it's an impressive amount of reading! I'd be good for one or maybe two of them.
BOTNS is one of my all-time favorites.
 
You read all of this^ in one month? If so, it's an impressive amount of reading! I'd be good for one or maybe two of them.
BOTNS is one of my all-time favorites.

Ha! Technically not. I began BotNS sometime in September, but finished it November 4, so it got included here (and I interspersed it with other books.) I like Gene Wolfe in general, and his "big" books quite a lot. The others were mostly small. And I'm retired.
 
My reading list for December, 2025. A couple of these are relevant here, though I wrote the notes with the uninitiated in mind, so sorry if I sound patronizing. I don't mean to...

Light – M. John Harrison I finally got back to one of the best, and one of my favorite, writers of SF. Light is, as usual, strange and original. There’s something about Harrison’s writing that invites me in from the first page. It’s hard to describe this book, a cross between SF and noir and I-don’t-know-what all with a literary flair. Apparently, some people don’t see this as accomplished a work as others of us, but I say we’re right. I need to move on to Nova Swing and Empty Space, but of course I’ve gotten distracted by other reading. Plus, I need to reread Viriconium

Low Red Moon – Caitlin Kiernan Kiernan is another of my favorite writers, but this is an earlier novel, which means she/they have not found their footing yet in long form. The Red Tree and Drowning Girl were yet to come, not to mention The Tinfoil Dossier. Still, I see their voice coming through. My guess is that they were trying to write something with more commercial appeal, but it is just not in them. Their short fiction is highly recommended.

Teatro Grottesco – Thomas Ligotti After Low Red Moon I had a thirst for some really good horror, so I read the entire stand alone volume of Teatro Grottesco. I had already read six of these stories in Nightmare Factory, but had never gotten around to the other works in this volume. Recommended, as always. Some people say nothing happens, but you know what? No, I’m not gonna go there. Just read it

Blood on the Desert – Peter Rabe Rabe was a second-string pulp noir writer, and it shows in his prose. But even though he tells too much (instead of showing) he also doesn’t tell everything, so for the astute reader there is pleasure enough in following along with the protagonist. What really redeems him, though, is that his tales have that hard edged fatalism that makes good noir good. Bad things happen, but they are so satisfying. Read this, too.
 
As a relatively slow reader, I usually have a few books I'm actively reading, in various levels of completion. This, of course, does not prevent me from acquiring yet more books, many of which I'll never have the time to read.

At the moment:

'Notes from Undersea' by Christian Riley
'Journey to the End of Night' by L.F. Celine
'The Exploits of Englebrecht' by Maurice Richardson
 
SoHo Sins

Vine, Richard - SoHo Sins

Amanda is murdered, shot in the back of her head, looks like a professional hit.
Husband Philip confesses, although he was on the other side of the country at the time, and it is apparent he is suffering steep cognitive decline.
Family friend Jackson and ex-cop Hogan begin to dig.
Mystery trawls into the world of high-end art collectors, pretentious hipsters, terrified wannabees, fading talents – and – child porn.
A decadent vibe curdles the narrative, and most characters seem tinged with feigned vanity. The bar of accepted dissipation, elevated by gangster officials, is now uglier than anything in this book.
This is a fast read, page-turner if you like, with an ending that is appropriately loose stitched and foul.
Copy now in the box of Salvation Army donations.
 
Hard Case Crime (which published SoHo Sins and many other titles) used to be distributed by Dorchester Publishing.
There were monthly book clubs. I think the one for HCC was $5.00 or $6.00 a month for two paperbacks. Small size.
Delirium (later Dark Fuse) had the same model with their novellas for several years.
You subscribed and, unlike interminable preorders, books arrived like clockwork.
Dorchester eventually decided they were done with physical, went to ebooks.
Hard Case found another publisher, but the size was larger, no longer old school pocket books.
I quit buying after a year or so.
These mysteries I pretty much regard as beach reads or airport reads.
Read them once, then leave inside an airport gate or donate to Salvation Army.
Personally, I keep all weird, horror and cinema books.
The rest? Can’t hold onto everything, can’t take it with you.
 
Hard Case Crime (which published SoHo Sins and many other titles) used to be distributed by Dorchester Publishing.
There were monthly book clubs. I think the one for HCC was $5.00 or $6.00 a month for two paperbacks. Small size.

The rest? Can’t hold onto everything, can’t take it with you.
I pretty much limited my Hard Case Crime to the writers I already knew, mostly Lawrence Block. Of course, these were his early(ish) books, and as a rule were not bad. My interest was driven by his Matt Scudder series, some of which I've read probably ten times. I revisit them every couple/few years. Sometimes I just want to live in that world. Plus, by now I have multiple memories of previous reads...
 
Hard Case Crime (which published SoHo Sins and many other titles) used to be distributed by Dorchester Publishing.
There were monthly book clubs. I think the one for HCC was $5.00 or $6.00 a month for two paperbacks. Small size.
Delirium (later Dark Fuse) had the same model with their novellas for several years.
You subscribed and, unlike interminable preorders, books arrived like clockwork.
Dorchester eventually decided they were done with physical, went to ebooks.
Hard Case found another publisher, but the size was larger, no longer old school pocket books.
I quit buying after a year or so.
These mysteries I pretty much regard as beach reads or airport reads.
Read them once, then leave inside an airport gate or donate to Salvation Army.
Personally, I keep all weird, horror and cinema books.
The rest? Can’t hold onto everything, can’t take it with you.
Over the years, I've developed an appreciation for good mystery writing. A few of the Hard Case books are keepers for me: those by Cornell Woolrich, David Goodis, and Charles Willeford, off the top of my head.
 
I was very weak on mystery writers. The club was an affordable way for exposure to "new-to-me" writers.
Gil Brewer, being one whose work I chased after reading.
 
Ken Greenhall - Hell Hound 3.5/5 - About a conscious and homicidal blue eyed Bull Terrier. Started promising but ended up with a whimper. The sections from the dog point of view are the most interesting (the dog seems to be more intelligent than most of the human characters), the villain boy Carl is sort of cliché (nazi edgy boy - but the novel is from the seventies so it might be more impactful at the time). Apart from them the other characters were not as well developed. But it was a good entertainment. Will look for the movie from 1977.
 
Here is my reading list for January 2026:

Dark Runs the Road – Evangeline Walton This is a Viking historical fiction novel. I have a soft spot for this sort of story, but while this one doesn’t shy away from relating the violence, that is not its focus. Instead, we get a book focused on character, especially character redemption. It is set in Britain around the year 1000, when Aethelred was king, and Sweyn Forkbeard was harrying the land and demanding tribute. Very messy times, those. Walton is one of my more favorite writers, mostly because of her version of the Mabinogion. This book was published in 1956 in a severely and apparently random form.

King Henry IV, part I The second installment in the Henriad, as with the previous one, I never would have picked this Shakespeare play if it were not for a group I am participating in. It turns out that it’s well worth reading, and seems to be famous for having Falstaff involved.

The Urth of the New Sun – Gene Wolfe This, the coda (people seem to call it different things) to The Book of the New Sun, follows Severin to Yesod and back to Urth in a time cycle, moving both forward and backward. People seem to be divided about this book, and the first time I read it I wasn’t sure what all was happening. But this time I followed along with Alzabo Soup, and those guys did a good job helping me along. Now I think it’s good. Very good, in fact.

Molly Zero – Keith Roberts This was recommended by Outlaw Bookseller on YouTube. This was my first by Roberts, and even though it’s clearly in a dystopian future/alternate history, it doesn’t always read so much like SF. Molly is sympathetic character, and it’s easy to care about her and want the best, but the ending, while poignant, assumes a society where there is an Elite to be a correct one. Do I think Roberts was a right winger? Guess…
 
Marie Corelli

Corelli, Marie - Ziska

The woman scorned, betrayed, worse. From the dawn of time, men have heard the phrase, “women may forgive, they never forget.”
Princess Ziska, touring Cairo, hailing from parts elsewhere, has an extraordinarily long memory. Worse, she nurses a grudge. And is as patient as she is irresistible.
A fiery beauty who yields no warmth, Corelli’s destroying angel leaves some men broken in her wake, although she casts her eye on the rugged artist. Call it Fate.
By any other name, this is a melodramatic potboiler.
Speeches are flowery to the point of distraction.
Favorite character was the observant Dr. Dean, who seems to penetrate all veils.
He attempts to intervene at points, yet never interferes.
Hardly a horror yarn, barely a supernatural one.
In most ways a romance, overripe with dolor.
 
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