Joy. Sweet joy.

It's a nice thing to have a new book waiting to be read. Since it's the latest from Christopher Moore, I expect gigantic things from it. And, since I haven't started reading it yet, it is a brilliant book in potentiality. It might end up being lousy, but until I crack into it, the sheen of untarnished spectacularity remains unscathed. As of now, it's the best book I haven't read.



Now I just need to finish my book about ninjas, monsters and the end of the world.