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yet another quickie
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The Lies of Locke Lamora by Scott Lynch: Gleeful, unrepentant Low Fantasy that's kinda like Ocean's Eleven meets Fafhrd and the Grey Mouser. Beautifully written, and manages to avoid nearly every single one of the Fantasy Clichés; the characters are real people, and you find yourself believing in them completely.
Confessions of a Tax Collector: One Man's Tour of Duty Inside the IRS by Richard Yancey: You'd expect this to be dull and boring, but I gave it a try based on recommendations and I'm glad I did; Yancey's tale of IRS life in the 90s (before the late-90s changes to the organization) is brisk, human, and reflective, with a vivid blend of personal reflection and professional tales-from-the-front, and it paints a very clear picture of just how the IRS earned such an awful reputation. His prose is awesome, too; at several points I had to read things out loud to Sarah, including the one page-and-a-half sentence that read like Jack Kerouac for the 90s.
The Lies of Locke Lamora by Scott Lynch: Gleeful, unrepentant Low Fantasy that's kinda like Ocean's Eleven meets Fafhrd and the Grey Mouser. Beautifully written, and manages to avoid nearly every single one of the Fantasy Clichés; the characters are real people, and you find yourself believing in them completely.
Confessions of a Tax Collector: One Man's Tour of Duty Inside the IRS by Richard Yancey: You'd expect this to be dull and boring, but I gave it a try based on recommendations and I'm glad I did; Yancey's tale of IRS life in the 90s (before the late-90s changes to the organization) is brisk, human, and reflective, with a vivid blend of personal reflection and professional tales-from-the-front, and it paints a very clear picture of just how the IRS earned such an awful reputation. His prose is awesome, too; at several points I had to read things out loud to Sarah, including the one page-and-a-half sentence that read like Jack Kerouac for the 90s.