As years go, 2020 has treated me... okay. I haven't entered many stores, excepting the local grocery and a single bookshop in Estes Park. I have also steered clear of White People Coffee (you know which I mean). This makes for an excellent opportunity to finish the books I own already. I set up folding-chair in public parks, under tree and away from the crowds of course.
I may as well list the books, here:
- Simon Schama, Citizens
- Ed West, Iron, Fire and Ice
- Robert Bryce, Power Hungry
- Robert Gerwarth, November 1918
- Robin Wright, The Last Great Revolution
- R. Alan Covey, Inca Apocalypse
- Lewis Dartnell, Origins
- William Gordon East, The Geography behind History
- David Carballo, Collision of Worlds
- Tom Holland, Dominion
- Michael Hudson, And forgive them their debts...
Not bad for a half year. (Er - also, Simcha Jacobovici and Barrie Wilson, The Lost Gospel, in February. Let's forget I read that one...)
I'd bought or been gifted maybe half of these last Christmas or soon after, and the other half I acquired at Estes. Bryce was the only book from some previous year; I had to pick it up again after seeing Planet of the Humans. Hudson came from Amazon.
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