Backfired, but here's a pretend review anyway.

On to try yet again! I'm pretty sure the next one will be a success, and I think it's reasonable to assume it will not involve eyeballs or erotic dancing, so it'll probably be a nice change of pace.

Oh, lord. If you've been waiting for me to review something bad again, wait no longer. I need to go huff some Brannagh or something until I feel better about film as an industry.

I knew the road would be rough when I took this turnpike to Self-Published Junction, but man, I could have used more mental suspension.

Reviewing has occurred, and it's surprisingly awesome. If there's one thing I love, it's being surprised by awesome.

I'm not sure the next thing on my list is going to surprise me with awesome, but I bet it'll find some way to surprise me, so I'll take it.

It's not quite review time, but since this keeps turning up in all my feeds, I figured you fine people couldn't help but enjoy a look-see if you haven't seen it yet.

Exciting, right? It's a fun effort, though I want to shake him until his pretty white teeth rattle out every time he feels the need to "rock up" the Phantom, and I'm not a big fan of his weird tempo shifts in the final lair scene. But hey, I can't sing in two different registers, so a toast to him.

Back to the horrors of ancient Persia!

I come bearing a review of marked confusion. And I come bearing it before the end of the month, so take that, naysayers.

Oh, lord, if Love Never Dies really gets optioned for film, I'm going to have to read a lot faster.

A new year, and we're kicking it off on the right foot with a new review, which will continue to elevate the quality of this site--

Okay, no, sadly this book was both unrelated AND horribly, brain-meltingly bad. Sorry, everybody. We'll make 2012 the year of moving right along.

Curses! While I was going to read Ann C. Hall's collection of impressions next, thus continuing my Quest for Knowledge through nonfiction, after a quick skim through it's become obvious that it's not possible until after I've done my own reading of some of the materials involved. Blast! Another time, Hall.

Instead: Hospital Phantom. It's happening.