It’s been more than two weeks now since I finished Joseph Vance, and I’m now slowly coming to the conclusion that I like it too much to write a review of it. It’s a shame, because it’s pretty awesome — like David Copperfield, only less squishy (and I mean that with all possible respect to David Copperfield).
When I read Somehow Good, I thought William de Morgan was secretly awesome. Now I think he’s criminally underrated.
Redeeming Qualities 