Tuckered

Life has been at a steep incline as of late. It is a sublime day outside and I was fortunate to walk earlier through the Highlands.

Redemption Falls is a powerful book, refreshingly bereft of Hibernian mawkishness, it is a blood poem, worthy of Melville. I am about half way through the novel with works by Bolano and Bukharin in the bullpen.

I will also be tackling a theological history book Misquoting Jesus for samizdat.