The novel The Colony of Unrequited Dreams is a book that gleefully uses canards to make you think it is about one thing when it is really about something else.
I don’t think anyone has created a better picture of a storm than Joseph Conrad has in Typhoon.
This is a confounding book in that it is both very good and deeply flawed.
There will likely be spoilers in the review below, so take this as fair warning.
I’m having the hardest time reviewing Cloud and I know why. It’s a novel by Eric McCormack and I want to categorize it.
The great detective Sherlock Holmes is alone, experiencing the indignities of age, and on his greatest case ever: himself.