In this post I will refrain from talking about baseball and instead give you a book review. Lucky you! But first, a brief introduction into my reading life/history…
I love books. They are the thing that I love the most and have loved the longest and the hardest. If I don’t spend at least an hour reading each day, it genuinely feels like I’m missing out. Although I’ve enjoyed reading since I was 4 or 5, my tastes have of course changed. I used to read a ton of fantasy (and some science fiction) when I was in middle/high school, but during my undergraduate years, and especially over the past five years I’ve spent in graduate school, I’ve migrated away from ‘harder’ genres and have read a lot more random/literary fiction. Over the past two years I’ve also really cultivated an appreciation/love for Japanese literature (translated into English).
My all-time favorite author is Bill Watterson. My other favorite authors are Kevin Brockmeier, Yasunari Kawabata, Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Richard Brautigan, Osamu Dazai, Italo Calvino, and Mark Twain. I would absolutely and wholeheartedly recommend any of these authors to anybody. At the beginning of 2009, I started keeping a reading log and promised myself to try and read at least 75 books a year. Since then, I’ve read 373 titles (good for ~82 a year), so I’m doing a good job. Feel free to click on things for more details about my bibliophilism.
Okay. On to the book review!
Broken Baseball Services 