Because you can’t take a title too literally (ahem), I hereby announce that this blog will also be a showcase for book reviews, as and when. Anyway books are some of the most important objects in my life, as earlier posts have surely illustrated.
What gives me the right? Well, in my day I’ve penned a fair few for The Scotsman / Scotland on Sunday [most recently this: http://www.scotsman.com/lifestyle/books/book-reviews-tove-jansson-paul-auster-memoirs-1-3201371]*
It has always been my policy never to review the work of friends — dislike the book and you lose a friend, like it and people don’t believe you weren’t puffing up a pal. I doubt I’ll reverse that policy here, but I retain the right to be perverse when it suits me, since over the years I’ve made friends with a lot of writers.
All reviews will be clearly labelled as such.
*Naturally I have no comment about why they thought to illustrate this with a photo of the MALE author I slagged versus the FEMALE author whose book contains many lovely photographs which I’m sure the publisher would have shared.