The deep freeze and Holy The Firm

We have been in a deep freeze, here in Montreal, well, all over the province, deep, polar air, positively Siberian. As I was walking home, from work, last night, early evening, wearing my down jacket, layers, that included, long johns, flannel and lambswool, thermal socks, the warmest tuque I have, I thought to myself, imagine, if… Continue reading The deep freeze and Holy The Firm

In which I have a bit of a meltdown

The weather is still amazing. The Habs are in the playoffs, I had a decent night’s sleep, all in all, not too bad, here at, bookish butch central. Yesterday, I acquired, a whole bunch of books, at the bookstore, some weird and interesting, stuff, a few books, that I thought, “I’ve always wanted to read that”… Continue reading In which I have a bit of a meltdown

Bottom of the Box- The Tenants

This is Bernard Malamud. Doesn’t he look like a writer? The glasses, the typewriter… I love typewriters, must be the Luddite** in me:-) Bernard Malamud’s, The Tenants,                                                     is the first review for my new,  bottom of the box feature. In which I rescue books from oblivion, well actually,  from my snowy quarter (25¢) rack, the one that… Continue reading Bottom of the Box- The Tenants