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Matt K

mttktz@bookwyrm.social

Joined 2 years, 11 months ago

Hiya! I'm also hostux.social/@mattk for talking about more than books

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2025 Reading Goal

80% complete! Matt K has read 16 of 20 books.

Carl Hiaasen: Fever Beach

“THE AFTERNOON OF SEPTEMBER FIRST, DISHWATER-GRAY AND RAINY, A MAN NAMED DALE FIGGO PICKED UP …

Love laugh rage in the sunshine state

Every Carl Hiaasen novel is roughly the same in a good way. You’ve got a cast of corrupt loathsome inept villains - kinky politicians, real estate developers and racist MAGA rednecks. They are given their comeuppance by a few crazy good people driven insane by the awfulness around them, finally willing to take grand actions. Along the way the plot unfolds with increasingly hilariously intertwined twists.

And I love each one. This is the mango sorbet of novels.

Carl Hiaasen: Fever Beach

“THE AFTERNOON OF SEPTEMBER FIRST, DISHWATER-GRAY AND RAINY, A MAN NAMED DALE FIGGO PICKED UP …

"Why'd you hit me? For Christ's sake, I'm old enough to be your dad." "Just keepin' it real," said Figgo, grinning. "That's what I do. My top forte, you might say." What's wrong with this fuckwhistle? wondered the hitchhiker.

Fever Beach by  (Page 5)

Oh Carl. You only get better at what you practice and you’ve been practicing for so long. Bravo

Agustina Bazterrica, Sarah Moses: The Unworthy (Paperback, 2023, Scribner)

The long-awaited new novel from the author of global sensation Tender Is the Flesh: a …

Forging a knife in a tire fire

A series of diaries from an acolyte of a terrible pain cult roosting in a desecrated monastery after the collapse of this world. She writes them secretly with ink of ash, dirt, blood. She hides them and pushes her pain out on the sick sisterhood she’s trapped in.

It’s very very dark - like a bleak poem written black on skin. The wicked glee in the beginning gives way to a deep sad rage at all that’s been ruined and profaned.

Nothing good can grow in this poisoned garden, no clean tool can be forged in this filthy fire. But people can try - and so they do. They grow something they can chew, they beat something brittle out.

The ending made me stare up at the ceiling for a bit.