I guess that here is where I’d tell you a little about this blog, the Lone Wolf Book Club. Basically, this blog boils down to the fact that I read a lot, and I’m quite opinionated. I love the idea of a book club, but hate the idea of someone else deciding what we should read for the week (or month, or whatever, year in my crazy-ass schedule), and struggling though books in order to save face. Don’t get me wrong, I’m nice enough to do that, but also grudge-holdy enough to really resent the big fat waste of time that that represents. So here I am with my own book club. A book club of one, if you will.
So the idea is that I read the books (not always new books – there will be books that I’ve always meant to read as well), and then comment about them. I don’t have any kind of degree in english lit or anything, so I can’t give you technical shit, but I can give you full and frank disclosure on the good, the not-so-good, and the awesome. I’ll tell you when I haven’t finished a book because I have better things to do with my time too.
There you have it. The total premise behind the Lone Wolf Book Club. I’d love to hear what you think about the books that I’m talking about on this blog; and as in real life, we’ll reserve the right to agree to disagree with each other.
As to exactly what I’ll be talking about, I have a tendancy to go for the horror-ish (horror elements, rather than full on scare factor five thousand), the science fiction and fantasy. However, I also dig the Bronte sisters, particularly Charlotte, Late-Capitalist American writing (which is pretty much 1950 to now), D.H. Lawrence and C.S. Lewis. I’m not generally that enamoured with romance fiction, though I do own all the Sookie Stackhouse series to date. Not a fact I’m very proud of, but proof of my truthfulness, if you like!