fiction

If a new subgenre could be coined for John Kolchak's book, Next Year in Jerusalem, "grim gospel" would be more than satisfactory. Set somewhere in the arid wastelands between Nikos Kazantzakis' The Last Temptation of Christ and Gore Vidal's Julian, Kolchak weaves a Hobbesian Palestine where the life of a man is solitary, poor, nasty, brutal, and short, especially

After a relative period of non-fiction, I have just picked up a copy of Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere, which is a long time coming, really. I have learned that I have to pace myself with interests. The reason is I tend to get obsessed with something and not let it go until I've burned myself out