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Good reads of 2009

I haven't made a list like this in a while, and I believe I discussed most of these on the blog as I finished them, but I thought I'd make a handy short-hand list for you and me. These are only in the order I read them and do not indicate any preference.

The Open Door * Frederica Mathewes-Green
The Children of Hurin * J.R.R. Tolkien
The Omnivore's Dilemma * Michael Pollan
Agrarianism and the Good Society: Land, Culture, Conflict, and Hope * Eric T. Freyfogle
Wonderful Fool * Shusaku Endo
Up the Rouge: Paddling Detroit's Hidden River * Joel Thurtell and Patricia Beck
Johnny Cash and the Great American Contradiction: Christianity and the Battle for the Soul of a Nation * Rodney Clapp

(I started the following in December, but I haven't finished them--so far they are excellent: Love and Hate in Jamestown * David A. Price and The Picture of Dorian Gray * Oscar Wilde)

Try one of these--let me know.

Comments

Sean said…
Michael Pollan was really good on the Daily Show a few days back.
Scot said…
That's where you get all your information from--The Daily Show--isn't it, Sean. Isn't it?
Sean said…
That's ridiculous. I watch the Colbert Report too...
Anonymous said…
Your blog keeps getting better and better! Your older articles are not as good as newer ones you have a lot more creativity and originality now keep it up!
Scot said…
Gosh, I just love anonymous, algorithmic-generated praise. It makes me feel so tingly.
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