Why I’m Just a Monkey With a Typewriter

I am hesitant to usurp Sarah’s role as chief “book critic” around these here parts.  For one thing, the thought of writing an actual review stirs up enough stress to trigger a case of Biblically horrific shingles.

So with that as a forward, let me tell you about a book I have just finished.

“Borges and the Eternal Orangutans” by Luis Fernando Verissimo.

Whether it’s a detective story, a mystery, or a parody (of the highest level) is beyond me.  All I can say is that I loved this book.  Attempting any further comments, or criticisms would make me feel like a Clip-Art drone looking for a scratch on a Rembrandt.

I’ll let my betters at the Washington Post fill you in.