Lately I've been reading a lot of nonfiction. Which is good because I'm learning a ton of facts about stuff I probably will never use in Real Life. But it's also a bit unfortunate in that I often don't have a lot of "review" to write here.
Why? I can review whether the book was well-written, as opposed to being rife with grammatical or spelling errors or a despicable lack of Style. But unless it's a book on a nonfiction thing I understand well--writing, for instance, or history or cooking--I don't tend to have an opinion formulated on the actual subject, and without an opinion I can't really critique the author's.
Take, for instance, one of my current nonfiction conquests, Just My Type: A Book About Fonts by Simon Garfield.* Now, I don't know much about typography. This is the first book about fonts I have read (although it has made me want to read more). However, like most people, I hold many deep convictions about fonts and font choice. Most people might not realize that they have a preference for things like that, because it's such a subconscious thing. Words are words, right? Wrong. You may take something more seriously if it's written in Courier than Comic Sans, for instance.