Even though I try to focus on one book at a time, I almost always have multiple books on the go (I think Goodreads shows seven or eight books at the moment). Now, many of these books are not the most profound things in the world. Some are just goofy and fun. Others are super-serious. Others still are ones I read a few pages of, then set down for a few days (or in some cases weeks). But eventually, I make my way to the end of… most of them.
But whatever I’m reading almost always provokes some kind of reaction—be it a burning question surrounding the content, something legitimately profound (which happens every once in a while), or something that barely relates to whatever I’ve just read. Today, this is what I’m writing about. Care to take a journey into my mind and nightstand?
Gaining by Losing by JD Greear. I’m not very far into this, but I can already tell it’s a book attactional church leaders will hate. Which means I’ll probably like it. A lot.
Batman: The Court of Owls by Scott Snyder and Greg Capullo. I didn’t pick up on the relaunched Batman until fairly recently. This might well be one of the best runs on the character since Rucka’s take in the late 90s… and possibly more game-changing than Frank Miller’s in the 1980s. The new villains, a secret society known as the Court of Owls, could be really cool if used well.
We Cannot Be Silent by Albert Mohler. I am not as smart as Albert Mohler, nor as widely read.
C.H. Spurgeon, Autobiography, vol 2: The Full Harvest. Fun fact: Victorians and scholastics in England called Spurgeon vulgar because he spoke the language of the average man, rather than over him. But don’t mistake his sort of vulgarity for our own. (I’ll be writing about this more in the future.)
The Vinyl Cafe Turns the Page by Stuart McLean. This is the most Canadian book in the world. Which makes sense, as there is no writer who is more Canadian than Stuart McLean. Few writers can blend comedy and sentimentality as well as him.
The Horse and His Boy by C.S. Lewis. We’re reading the series in publishing order this time around. This is one of my least-favorite stories in the Chronicles of Narnia series, if only because the dialogue doesn’t come across quite as natural as in the other tales. Hannah loves the talking horses, but I can tell she’s looking forward to The Magician’s Nephew already.