21 pages in and I can’t put it down. The writer has a textbook-like style but is somehow still captivating.
UPDATE: Alright, wtf? When he apologized for the graphic brutality I thought the rape and torture would become less if not actually go away but this book is really sickening too. As a child I heard stories of the Indians mutilating there captives but this book is about the worst of them all: the Comanches. I can’t read any more of it. God I feel utterly drained, destroyed. I’m afraid I’ll carry this new load of misery and horror with me forever. Plus now I’m on an 8hr 11min flight with nothing to read. Crapola.
Zia wanted to share this rather nice blog with everyone, because she knows how you love nice things.
…and here’s your dogsong of the week
Dog Song 8 – The Dogs of Spain
Maxim Ludwig and the Santa Fe Seven. Kinda Bruce Springsteen sometimes doing Bob Dylan. Damn good Americans.
Perfect band. Tony mingus is the singer and he’s gorgeous. Shizzuz what a gig