Okay peeps, time for a moment of honesty: this book took me nearly two months to read, and it’s taken me a week to formulate my thoughts for this blog post. I’ve got my cream soda ready for a sip; and as I don’t drink alcohol, this is serious business. The only way I could be more serious is if I had chocolate milk on hand to fortify myself.
I was asked to review Thy Brother’s Blood by someone who has sent several wonderful books my way. I was warned that it was controversial in content and literary in nature. Always up for a challenge, and always thirsty for exposure to different cultures, I eagerly accepted. And I promised I would write a review, which is why I’m here now. Continue reading “Thy Brother’s Blood”