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2025 in Books (Part 2): Recommendations and Reviews

Posted on December 29, 2025 by B.C. Johnson

It’s December, so time to show off some of the novels I’ve read this year! For the second time.

My plan this year was simple: read 24 books (double what I read last year), and only pull books I already own but haven’t read yet. One, to actually get to some of the books I’ve been gifted over the past couple decades, and two, because money.

You can read how the first six months went here.

Overall, for the back half of the year, I didn’t remotely reach my goal. Neither in number nor in sticking to only books I already owned. But as they say, it is in how we strive that our soul is revealed or something don’t listen to me I failed.

Alright, here we go:

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Sometimes Everything Goes to Hell, and You Have to Create

Posted on October 26, 2013 by B.C. Johnson

Every musician on Earth knows it – being eviscerated is the best song-writing fuel there is. Nothing makes you pour your heart into art like having it ripped out of your body and pureed. Fortunately for all of us not on the receiving end of said pain, we get to enjoy the badass art that’s birthed by human agony. Scottish sorcerer (and occasional writer) Grant Morrison wrote “All Star Superman” because his dad had just died. Edgar Allen Poe’s entire body of work cataloged the agony of losing the one you love at an early age. Sylvia Plath’s “The Bell Jar” is essentially a novel-length suicide note.

There’s a catharsis factor to creating art (a book, a movie, or a pornographic comic about Alice in Wonderland coughAlanMoorecough). The world weary artist gets to scream into the void all their fears and frustrations. They get to pour alcohol on their wounds in full view of the public. They get to suck the poison out of the snakebite that is their life. Plus, you know, sometimes they get paid for it and that’s nice.

This list could go on infinitely, but here are four classic movies that we only got to see because someone’s life exploded, and they decided to point a camera at it.

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