Editors and authors:
For 2017 my interests for reviewing are U.S.-Mexico border, Mexican history,
and anything related to Texas and especially Far West Texas.
Nonfiction only, please.
I welcome your
email query here.
You can find me
on Netgalley.com. But
I really hate reading electronic galleys.
A few of my recent
...Bitter Waters by Patrick Dearen for Marfa Mondays blog
...In Plain Sight by Heribert von Feilitzsch for Literal Magazine
...Dreamland by Sam Quinones for Literal Magazine
...Nut Country by Edward H. Miller for Washington Independent
Review of Books
...Lone Star Nation by Richard Parker for Madam Mayo blog
...The Pecan by James McWilliams for Madam Mayo blog
list of all book reviews.
Please be aware that
although I am a long-time member of the National Book Critics
Council and have published reviews with the LA Times, Literal,
Washington Independent Review of Books, Wilson Quarterly,
etc., mainly I write reviews for my own blogs.
More detail on my reviewing policy, in case you were wondering:
If I genuinely
admire a book I might write a review for a magazine or, more
likely, one of my blogs. But it's nano-likely because I am mega-busy
with reading the next book in my ever-towering pile and with
As for not so admirable books, when I discover one, unless I
need to glean from it some essential information or it has value
as an edition and/or as part of a collection, I stop reading
immediately and leave it in a public place or, sometimes, and
especially if it is larded with malarkey, toss it in the recycling
bin. I do not feel the need to inform the world about its crappiness
because there is more than enough crap in this world, and no
need to add to any blathering about crap, and anyway, if anything
is truly crappy, why, anyone with a brain cell can figure that
out for himself.
Time is scarce and books are plentiful, so I believe that the
best way to enjoy and benefit from them is to not to waste time
criticizing them, but rather, luxuriate in their abundance, knowing
that as mediocre and, alas, crappy as most books are, gems
do gleam in the ever-flowing Niagara!
put it, "The truly cultured are capable of owning thousands
of unread books without losing their composure or their desire
for more." Ha! And desire for more bookshelf space, too.