Timbo

Some delicious trash while reading. After finishing though, I feel the same way I felt after eating an entire bag of Halloween candy. Each morsel was yummy and kept me reaching for the next. Once I was finished, I stared at the empty bag feeling guilty and disconsolate.

Short, unsubtle, and wonderful. I imagine many of us identify with the main character, some of us nearly 100%.

I'm impressed anyone functions in modern society at all.

Also, my beginner's level of Japanese tells me the original title is “Konbini Ningen” which translates to “Convenience Store Human”. Interesting they chose to gender it for the English title.

I love how she weaves poems directly in with the prose. This is hot, fresh stuff.

Gladwell simultaneously argues that Bill Gates is successful due mostly to luck and that it's a good thing a Latina girl from the Bronx pulls 15 hour school days to battle economic inequality.

Some interesting arguments here but overall all I can really get from this thing is that life is fucked, luck is the number one ingredient for success, and the number two ingredient is an inhuman amount of work.

wolves, falcons, lucky rogues, evil sorceresses, dream magic, relics, corrupt city-states... there's a lot going on in this third volume and I am now fully on board.