I don’t know about the rest of you but by the end of the year I can barely remember January. I have friends who seem perfectly able to attach dates to things but for me the past blurs into one continuity.
If I may paraphrase, you really nailed it that the quality of writing doesn't determine a good read as much as whether the writing speaks to you (or suits you, or entertains, etc.) Also, thanks for introducing Rachel Grimes's music.
I'm totally enjoying The Only Gaijin in the Village. It's like a nice companionable nature hike where the walk is good and steady but every now and then there's a marvelous bird, flower, or shiny thing in a turn of phrase or a cogent observation.
If I may paraphrase, you really nailed it that the quality of writing doesn't determine a good read as much as whether the writing speaks to you (or suits you, or entertains, etc.) Also, thanks for introducing Rachel Grimes's music.
I'm totally enjoying The Only Gaijin in the Village. It's like a nice companionable nature hike where the walk is good and steady but every now and then there's a marvelous bird, flower, or shiny thing in a turn of phrase or a cogent observation.