Attention, my seven loyal readers! It takes me a lot longer to read non-fiction (and so far The Bounty is deliciously dense) than to read fiction or fluffy memoir, so it may be a while before the next review goes up. I will try to share deep thoughts in the meantime.

This week in books: Martin Amis begins his gushing New Yorker article on Don DeLillo by bashing George Eliot and stating that though Jane Austen may have written some halfway decent novels, Persuasion is certainly not among them.

Note to self: if you are to have a hope in hell of forgiving men as a gender, you must pretend you live in a world without Martin Amis.