Still At It, But Not Bragging....

Oh yes, I am still reading but I haven't been bragging about it lately.

This must stop! I must display my reading skills.

1. Angel by Elizabeth Taylor: No not her, the other one. Amusing tale about a lady writer who knew what she wanted to write and how to live her life. Convention and conventional people be damned! I ended this tale admiring the written-about lady writer, even though she was limited and selfish and arrogant. And yes, she (the written about Lady Writer) ended as a Cat Lady, but the cats need the Ladies and the Internets, so don't criticize. I will read some more of Miss Taylor's books.
2. The Sewing Circle by Axel Madsen: Very poorly written, half the time you have no idea to whom the pronouns are referring---ha ha! But the subject matter is salacious and interesting although from my own reading into the subject and period, some of it is inaccurate. Read this one as you read The Star and The National Enquirer in the Grocery Line---

   Brad and Angelina lost their whip! How will they have the SEX that holds them BOUND TOGETHER?

   This is about the Dykes holding up the Great Wall of Hollywood sign up in the hills. A lot of Greta Garbo and Mercedes de Acosta and Marlene Dietrich and their sexual exploits in Golden Hollywood.
3. The Celluloid Closet by Vito Russo: This one is about the Male Brigade who cleaned the closets of Hollywood back in the Golden Days. And this one has pretensions to Film Criticism. It is about the movies and how they treated Homosexuality in those days. It goes from hints and silk PJs in the Silent Era to the Outbreak of Gay Guys in Wife Beaters dancing in Gay Clubs in the 1980's Non-Porn Films.
4. Madame Blavatsky's Baboon by Peter Washington: Theosophy sounded interesting to me, but this is not the book for me to learn that much about it. Very dull and poorly organized. Spiritualism should be scary and fun.
5. Anatomy of Injustice by Raymond Bonner: "The Black Guy did it", per Susan Smith and most Police Investigative Units. Even though, the White Guy practically describes the murder to the Defense Lawyer, while the mentally challenged Black Guy just keeps denying it because he honestly doesn't understand Any of the Questions. This book shows why there should be No Capital Crimes. Justice is Man-Made and Administered and therefore as much a suspect as any defendant can be. Recommended. And Justice isn't impersonal---it is Personal as shown by the efforts on the part of the prosecution to impeach a competent woman defense lawyer.
6. V is for Vengeance by Sue Grafton: Kinsy Millhone doesn't narrate much of this one. Miss Grafton mixes up narrators for the nineteenth letter and investigation in this series. Good but not one of her best. And the ending is Out of Character for one of the characters. Not Millhone, Miss Grafton always knows and allows her PI her own self.