Time Machines

At work I'm helping write book reviews, so when customers click "gimme this" (like Sci Fi Classics) a staff review of that type book will appear. I chose H.G Wells' "The Time Machine to review. Wells published this in 1895, and it is considered a seminal work in the genre.
Right off, I liked the tale's moodiness: how the "well known" dinner guests in the opening pages remain oddly anonymous - while the room they are in is described in meticulous detail. He sets a mood of juxtaposing the normal with the strange. And the "the time traveler" expects his dinner guests (and us) to believe his fantastic story entirely. It's akin to being invited to dinner by a friend who has just returned from an alien abduction.

Anyway, I haven't finished this book, small as it is, yet. When it's done I will write the review.

Imagine - this was written when the only time machines was clocks and watches. Before technology as we currently take it for granted. And before the benefit of years of watching sci fi TV and movies. HG Wells had to make this up out of his own imagination, folks.

"In Mongolia When a Dog Dies...

...he is buried high in the hills so people will not walk on his grave. The dog's master whispers into his ear his wishes that the dog will return as a man in his next life..." So begins "The Art of Racing in the Rain." Below is a video trailer for the book. I don't believe there is a movie (yet). I actually had to fiddle with HTML a tiny bit, and I don't really speak the language. But I got the video clip embedded, and that's what counts. Voila!



In this book the dog (and author) is Enzo. Don't be mistaken, it's no ordinary cute book pretending to be written by a dog about its master. But be warned, it may make you ponder your existence, yearn for lost love, and even cry. I checked it out on Amazon, and discovered it has 670 customer reviews.