I gave Ernest Hemingway's famous short story "The Short Happy Life of Francis Macomber" a read tonight. Man, has it not aged well. There are a couple of decent action scenes, but as far as I can tell, the moral of the story can be summed up essentially as, "American bitches suck, don't they?"
On a more positive note, a novel I finished last night was August of the People by V.F. Aubrey. It's a sci-fi YA story about a young man who grows up among a hunter-gatherer community in a post-apocalyptic Pacific Northwest. Cloned Ice Age fauna, cloned Neanderthal tribes, android priests, and evil imperialistic pseudo-Romans with battle robots are all things in this setting. It's quite a solid read, although it took a while for the saber-toothed cats advertised on the cover art to appear.
