No, I have not lost a bet, nor is someone squeezing my boys for ransom. There comes a time in everyone’s life when they feel compelled to tell the truth, no matter what. In this case, the subject is women. A final caveat: this is to be read by men only. If you are a person of the female persuasion, put this down immediately, if not sooner. Some of you guys may think you know where I’m going with this. If so, bear with me on the parts where you are right and be open to the truth for once in your life on the parts that tear your guts apart and make you cringe.

Those of you who have read my other reviews of Jonathan Harries’ work will not be surprised when I say that I loved “The Golem of Rhodes.” I have loved all his other books as well. In fact, I usually read his latest book when I need to read something well written that defies fiction fads. It’s like swallowing two spoonfuls of honey to calm a persistent cough; you have known honey’s curative effects all your life and wonder why it took you so long to take it. His “Tales of the Sica” series tells the story of how his family has plied the murder trade for generations with a “sica,” a curved dagger used by ancient Illyrians, Thracians, and Dacians, strapped to the assassin’s ankle.

This morning, I opened my email client and found a new Eleanor Jeffery review of Appalachian Command that I thought I should share with our readers. From the very first line of Insurrection: Appalachian Command, one cannot help but be struck by the urgency, the intensity, and the haunting relevance of your vision. A devastating terror attack, a coup at the heart of American leadership, and the rise of tyranny that blurs the line between foreign infiltration and homegrown betrayal—it is a premise that doesn’t just entertain, it…