I know you. You surf the web. You ning and shit. You know what Hornby is up to, and that Housekeeping vs. the Dirt is a collection of columns he wrote for The Believer in which he talks about what he’s been reading lately. And it’s not quite NYT book-reviewy, because Hornby is allowed to say things like ‘I was drunk when I read this,’ but it’s not quite book-bloggospherey because none of us, webbonets, is His Hornbyness. La, but that looks lewd.
At any rate, I ALSO KNEW ALL OF THESE THINGS but somehow avoided reading this or the Polysyllabic Spree, which was dumb of me. Learn from my mistakes, o ye others. Housekeeping is 153 pages long. You don’t have time not to read it!
I don’t know what else to say. Hornby + book reviews…If any of you are my Goodreads pals, you will definitely not have noticed (because you have lives), but I just added eleventy billion books to my to-read shelf, for obvious reasons. Also, as a nod to a line Hornby stole from Sarah Vowell re: how sometimes you really only have one or two opinions about a thing, I will start to use ‘I quite like the ballads’ as my go-to complimentary-but-with-little-else-to-add phrase.
This is the part where book reviews need to be like improv, so that when I can’t think of a graceful way to exit I can just be all, Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand SCENE!