biography
this can't surprise you. someone who loves history surely is going to at least like biography. Well, maybe not. there is a branch of history, I understand, in which people aren't the actors, the agents. historical movements happen and people scurry to tag along or something. clearly I don't understand that history. on a planet where I could understand things, people would do things and maybe someone after would come along and say "oh I see, manifest destiny!" so I like reading about the boy who became the Duke of Marlborough almost as much as I like to read about the battles he fought and what they meant. I confess though: I don't read just any biography. Joan of Arc, yes; Richelieu, never - or never so far. Miles Standish, yes; Andrew Jackson, never so far. Bismarck, yes; Marie Curie, not so far. what is my rule? I don't know, I just know the "Yes!" feeling that wells up in me that tells me I'm gonna read this one. yes, I appreciate biography, especially biography done well.
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