Month: September 2020

It’s particularly astounding considering the doomsday articles I have been reading about the overwhelming raft of books being published this month, which is dismaying for anyone with a new book.

It’s here. Publication day for Hotel Almighty. Since it’s still the wee hours in the U.S. at this moment I can still talk about it with what the Germans call Vorfreude, or glad anticipation.

I’ve read just shy of 600 books over the past ten years. Hopefully I’ll live another 20 years, which means I have time for 1,200 more.