Fiction and Pretext

I tend not to read realistic fiction. For some reason, “family drama,” “high school angst,” or “coming of age” tales in the here-and-now don’t appeal. In general, that is; there are certainly exceptions. Maybe it’s a lingering reluctance from the days when realistic fiction was elevated above “escapist” literature (“escapist” …

Medieval Murder Mysteries

I’ll admit it, I go through murder mystery junkie phases. Yup, every so often I just can’t get enough of books about corpses. That’s a joke. The real reason I like murder mysteries isn’t the death or the gore (I’ll leave those to Steph and Yash in their dystopias and creepy …