A full review of Dekker’s new book is coming. Actually, it’s more of a scathing flogging of Dekker’s new book. Until then, here’s what I’ve read/am reading of late:

Brutal. Hilarious. Sobering. I won’t read Slaughterhouse Five again, but I’m glad to have read it once. All the happy parts make you cry. All the sad parts make you giggle. It’s that kind of bitter satire. I only laughed at four separate parts, but each time it was (1) aloud (2) for minutes at a time (3) terribly unexpected (4) prompting my wife to come in and ask, “What’s so funny?”

“It’s Vonnegut.”

Started reading Hemmingway and was surprised (though I’m not sure why) at hisbrilliance. There was obviously a reason he won the Nobel. His humor is both generic and intelligent, alternating between the two to fashion a very honest, very thought-provoking read. I’d definitely recommend The Sun Also Rises.

Bacon’s Essays are drag. ing. their. feet. His stuff is wonderful when it comes to practical advice, but I feel like I’m reading two-hundred pages of how-to articles on random subjects that I may or may not be interested. The result? A significant roadblock in my Harvard Classic read-through. Don’t start with Bacon. Whatever you do. His name does not represent the same immediate-gratification-buzz I feel from the meat variety of the same name.

TrueFaced has good moments, but at the end of the day, the language is still the same jumbled wreck put out by evangelicals trying to make a buck off a drooling market. It’s frustrating because I want to enjoy this book for more than the concepts – for the writing as well. It’s not letting me.

I’m reading Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire excerpts and the Book of Ephesians as well. The former’s filling in questions I’ve had for awhile. The latter is restoring my soul with truth about who I am.

More to come…