Just finished Lovecraft County. Great premise but it ultimately didn't say or do much of anything apart from waggle its finger and remind us that racism is bad. Kinda disappointing in that regard. I was hoping for more in the way of actual commentary on how to reconcile or come to terms with the fact that someone who's work you admire is a fucking monster (rather pertinent to me at the moment), but nope.

Got a few more on my reading pile. Debating between Ursula K. Le Guin's Lathe Of Heaven, a Prince biography, or In Heaven: Stories inspired by David Lynch.