{"id":26122,"date":"2025-12-10T21:08:46","date_gmt":"2025-12-11T02:08:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/?p=26122"},"modified":"2025-12-11T10:02:08","modified_gmt":"2025-12-11T15:02:08","slug":"brigands-breadknives","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/2025\/12\/brigands-breadknives\/","title":{"rendered":"Brigands &#038; Breadknives"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>{4.5\/5} &#8220;A flock of starlings looped and bloomed and contracted as it described graceful patterns above the mist, dipping down sometimes to disappear, before reemerging in a plume of vapor. The rush of the long grass behind them seemed to swell and retreat in time with the movements of the birds&#8230; There atop the bluff, surrounded on all sides by a beautiful distance, Fern was consumed by a sense of remoteness that was not at all lonely.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Brigands &amp; Breadknives<\/strong> by Travis Baldree, published in 2025<\/p>\n<p>Fern had been corresponding with her old friend Viv, and now she&#8217;s moved to Thune. That&#8217;s where Viv has her coffee shop &#8212; of course, Fern doesn&#8217;t even know what coffee is. But Fern is going to open a new bookshop there. Opening day goes very well, but Fern still feels a sense of dissatisfaction. In a moment of insanity, she hides in legendary adventurer Astryx&#8217;s wagon.<\/p>\n<p>This is the sequel to <a href=\"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/2024\/06\/bookshops-bonedust\/\"><strong>Bookshops &amp; Bonedust<\/strong><\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s about wrestling with what you want to do with your life, even if you&#8217;ve lived a few decades. It&#8217;s about friendship and forgiveness.<\/p>\n<p>The twist near the end is clever.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve read 3 books by Baldree.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>{4.5\/5} &#8220;A flock of starlings looped and bloomed and contracted as it described graceful patterns above the mist, dipping down sometimes to disappear, before reemerging in a plume of vapor. The rush of the long grass behind them seemed to swell and retreat in time with the movements of the birds&#8230; There atop the bluff, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[7,9,28,5],"class_list":["post-26122","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-books","tag-book","tag-fantasy","tag-novels","tag-review"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26122","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=26122"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26122\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":26157,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26122\/revisions\/26157"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=26122"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=26122"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=26122"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}