My Book Reviews

I used to be a student of literature—wait, that’s wrong, let me start again. I used to be formally enrolled in classes where people discussed prose and poetry. These days, I’m still a student of literature, but there’s no syllabus instructing me to write critical analyses of the books I read.

This means that I’m free to finish a book and then just… put it down and walk away, which feels terribly unsettling to me. There’s no closure. It’s as if I’m parting ways with a friend and not even giving a hug goodbye.

So a while ago I started writing little commentaries when I finished a book. A while after that it occurred to me that I may as well share some with the world, and here we are.