Ha! I've read books. I just haven't posted about them. Here's a list, in no particular order, of what I've read in the last 16 months or so:
Stephen Hunter's latest Sniper's Honor. Bob Lee Swagger learns about a Russian, female sniper from World War II which, of course, has modern day repercussions. Plenty of shooting and sniper lore and a harrowing, surrealistic battle scene between Nazi tanks and Commie tanks. You haven't read anything like this before.
Lawrence Block's The Thief Who Counted The Spoons. Delightful, but then the whole series is which meant I had to re-read the other 10 Bernie Rhodenbarr novels in the series to confirm it. and that lead me to re-read A Ticket to the Boneyard, which is anticipation of the upcoming movie of his book, A Walk Among the Tombstones which should be pretty good. I mean, it's Liam Neeson against the bad guys. What more could you want?
For some reason I turned back to Martin Cruz Smith's Gorky Park. I've blogged here about the rest of the series but you don't really know how good the first was until you go back there and see for yourself what Smith managed to do. As good as the series is, the first is the best.
I don't know why I read Robert Harris' The Ghost. I've like his other stuff: Fatherland, Enigma, and Pompeii, all of which I must've read before this blog since I don't see where I posted my thoughts on these before. But I'd blogged about the movie, which I liked, despite many reasons not to, and I read the Kindle version which means I must've gotten a deal on it. Whatever. I enjoyed it. I especially liked the behind-the-scenes look at ghost-writing and the publishing world. Nice twist at the end, too.
Both volumes of Hemingway's Complete Letters. (Link goes only to the first volume but you can get to the second volume from there.) Sorry. For aficionados only.
So by my count that's 17 books or a little over a book a month. Not much of a pace but it'll do.