So I finished Chuck Wendig’s Blackbirds last night and I wanted to share a few thoughts about it. I tore through that sucker like ice cream sharts through a lactose-intolerant’s burbling belly. Fortunately for me, it was much more pleasant than ice cream sharts. In fact, maybe more pleasant than ice cream, if you can believe it. So much more pleasant that I decided to get off my ass and write a blog post reviewing it.