I haven’t written many book reviews this year – but not because I’ve slowed down on my reading. My average rate is about a book a week. I always read at least one book of fiction for the Mules (my book club). The other three are usually nonfiction.
In looking over the recent reviews that I have done, I can see that, for the last six months, anyway, most of them have been more like mini-reviews. Well, I’m going to remedy that in this issue with a fairly in-depth look at the Mules’ selection for November: Waiting for the Barbarians by J.M. Coetzee. It’s an interesting book and served as rich fodder for a vigorous debate on its quality and an edifying discussion of literature and literary fiction in general.
As you’ll see, I have a lot to say about all of that.
