This little bit of bedtime foolery feels a little incomplete, but it should strike a chord—and it’s far wittier than the similarly themed Go the Fuck to Sleep.
As in the previous volumes, construction vocabulary and geological terms are emphasized in the rhyming text...Bold, computer-generated illustrations are filled with trucks, machinery, dogs in motion...Big trucks, jovial dogs and snappy rhyming text serve again as the building blocks of another successful entry in this solidly built series.
Concise and relatively short, “The Stranger in the Woods” is possessed of a readability that borders on the compulsive. Filled with details writ both large and small, the book allows a glimpse (albeit an unavoidably incomplete one) at the sort of man who would willingly embrace such a life.
Sharply-written and thought-provoking, “To Be a Machine” is a book that will undoubtedly set your mind to racing and your gears to turning.
This is a very intelligent book, full of sharp insights and mordant wit. But as Harari would probably be the first to admit, it’s only intelligent by human standards, which are nothing special. By the standards of the smartest machines it’s woolly and speculative.
Vilcek artfully joins the chronicle of his scientific work and the dramatic events that punctuated his life under two totalitarian regimes, culminating in his flight to freedom. An inspiring page-turner.
Today he does not even merit a mention in the “Encyclopaedia Britannica”. This brilliantly entertaining biography argues persuasively why his memory, too, is worthy of conservation.
A near miss for Dixie sends her on the run. The surprise closing twist promises romantic complications for Dixie in the next installment.
These long taxonomies could easily be dry and exhausting, but they come alive thanks to Fortey’s vivid descriptions.
This is an exuberant tale of greed and gratified desire by a romantic who, for 50 years and more, has been planting trees by the thousand on his family estate at Tullynally in Westmeath.
The humor makes this novel a pleasure to read. Some of it is earthy and ribald, but on the whole, is in good taste. Not all will appreciate the uncomfortable details of the trade in animal parts, but the author uses comic interludes in lieu of didacticism to introduce us to this weird world.
Some of the trying-to-be-cool moments miss the mark—see the aforementioned deejay, as well as “Luke, too cute, funkiest cat at the zoo” in his backward cap, leather jacket, sunglasses, and gold chain—but the revised lyrics offer a fun way for parents and grandparents to “cut footloose” with a new generation.
Hold “Upstream” in your hands, and you hold a miracle of ravishing imagery and startling revelation.
Readers who think they know what's coming will be wrong: the conclusion doesn't involve sharing, peacemaking, or violence. Instead, Klassen considers the instant at which a decision to act can break either way, depending on who's tempted and whether anyone else is watching.
Dog owners curious about the lives of their pets will savor this book, but it deserves a wider audience than just animal lovers.
And while I appreciate Mr. McCarthy’s attempts to show us the transcendent beauty of the world as he sees it, I’m afraid I do not always respond in the same ways that he does.
Clarkson’s fans may like this, but Kenny Loggins’ Footloose, illustrated by Tim Bowers (2016), is a superior zoo adventure/song combo.
There is also the clever use of A Christmas Carol as Hannah’s own ghost of Christmas past, present and future help her solve the mystery. This entertaining read would make a great stocking stuffer.
Thoreau and Aldo Leopold loom large, and the author is familiar with principles of Zen. Dombrowski's language is often metaphorical and impressionistic. And most important to the author, fishing demands attention, patience, wonder and balance. It is praying.
He hopes the day will come “when the language of trees will eventually be deciphered.” Until then, Wohllenben’s book offers readers a vivid glimpse into their secret world.