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I fancy myself a critic sometimes. Perhaps it's a by-product of the blog-infested, easily-published Internet reality we have now.

Absalom, Absalom! by William Faulkner

As Nature Made Him by John Colapinto

The Case for Christ by Lee Strobel

Christianity on Trial by Vincent Carroll and David Shiflet

Denying the Holocaust by Deborah Lipstadt

Enough about You by David Shields

Falling Leaves by Adeline Yen Mah

Flim-Flam! by James Randi

Letters Between a Catholic and an Evangelical by Fr. John R. Waiss and James G. McCarthy

Life of Pi by Yann Martel

The Mythmaker by Hyam Maccoby

Oral History by Lee Smith

Original Letters from India by Eliza Fay

A Rumor of Angels by Peter Berger

The Secular City by Harvey Cox

Stalingrad by Anthony Beevor

He says on his web site . . .

The truth of the matter is that I read as much as I can, though like Witold Gombrowicz, I'm cursed more or less to read only those things that fall into my hands, hence the eclectic nature of the reviews.

Many of the reviews — indeed most — begin as ramblings in my journal that get cleaned up, a bit of mascara thrown on them, then tossed out into the world to fend for themselves.

 

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