I’ve said it before, and I’ll probably say it again many more times, but it’s worth putting in as an introduction for the first review of every year:
I do not review books I don’t like.
It is not because I am a particularly kind reviewer. No, there are two reasons for my reluctance to write about books I can’t stand.
First, there are far too many damn good books to review to waste my time writing up bad reviews or, worse, puffing a book I think is dreadful. So I won’t. If I say I like a book, you can be sure I mean it. If I sit down at 21.00 hours on a cold Wednesday evening, unpaid, I will only write about a book if I like it.
Second, however, is the flip side of the coin. By that I mean that my tastes…
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