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I did go ahead and start reading the Heroes of Olympus series, and this turns out to be an excellent call -- I finished The Son of Neptune last night and am looking forward to starting the next book.

But it may not be the next thing I read, because last night A & I went to hear Marlon James at the Pembroke Tolkien Lecture, and picked up a copy of his new book, Black Leopard, Red Wolf. James was a delightful speaker -- erudite, witty and engaging. Also very cheery, which came as a surprise to me, because I have always assumed that people who have won major literary awards like the Booker Prize will be miserable S.O.B.s or at least extremely conscious of their own dignity.

James started out by talking about Tolkien's mythmaking as a response to his experience in the First World War, as a way to look for (or maybe create) meaning in something that did not have meaning; he went on to talk about studying myth as a kind of active process, so that ultimately you don't just study the myths but are driven to make them yourself. This brought him on to Black Leopard, Red Wolf, and he talked about his research and writing project -- which sounded absolutely fascinating. Apparently he read for about two years, before he put a word on the page. And of course it made it very clear how much about what we think exists is really based on what we can easily access: it's no problem for me to read the Iliad, if I want, but if I want to read, say, an epic poem from Ethiopia, that's a lot harder for me to get ahold of.

James is clearly someone who has read a lot and thought deeply and really knows what he's talking about on a whole range of issues: not just related to literature, or the genre of epic fantasy, but also about history and language and culture. All in all it made me very excited to read the book although I'm going to have to arm-wrestle A for it.

One thing that he didn't talk about, that I thought was a telling omission -- because he talked about growing up without a sense of having his own myths, and that one of the things that Black authors in the US are doing is creating myths for themselves -- was Tolkien's ambition to create an English mythology, as opposed to the Germanic or Norse or Welsh. Instead, and I think that this makes sense from James' own perspective, he talked about Tolkien as a "British" writer, which is not I think how Tolkien would have seen himself. But it tied in with something that he discussed in the talk and in the question period about his own treatment of African myth, and how he wanted to focus in his sources on a specific region (the Omo Valley) rather than write a pan-African jumble: on the one hand, the specificity of myth, but also I wonder about the extent to which it is hard to see one's own myths. They don't look like myths when you're inside them, and unless you're exposed to the views of outsiders who are interested in looking at your myths -- so that your myths are visible to them as myths instead of as just part of reality -- they remain invisible.

(I think I have more to say about Tolkien's ambition to create a mythology for the English, and his failure, but this probably isn't the place for it.)
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Actually currently reading some articles and an undergraduate essay. But aside from those...

On the tablet: Adrian Goldsworthy, Vindolanda, which is one of those historical novels aimed at men who like stories about fighting. There are a lot of these around to do with Rome. This one is OK, even though you can kind of see all the plot developments coming. But Goldsworthy knows his stuff and has used a lot of evidence from Vindolanda and the rest of the region to structure the story he's telling, so the more you know the more "easter eggs" you find in it. It's not a genre I seek out, particularly, because the extended descriptions of battle and single combat get boring after a while, but every now and then one of them holds my attention. This is a pretty good example of the genre.

On paper: Richard Riordan, Percy Jackson and the Last Olympian, which I came back to after putting it down for a while because I was so upset about Beckendorf! I'm enjoying it, but not as much as I enjoyed the Magnus Chase and Kane Chronicles books. I'm not sure whether or not I will go on to the Heroes of Olympus series after this; they sound a bit like more of the same, which is the kind of thing Spartacus likes, but which might be a bit too much for me.

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And now, internet, I turn to you for help. I need recommendations for books for Spartacus, ideally at the Richard Riordan reading level, and ideally with funny and fantastic elements. They need to fulfil the following criteria:

1. have a Jewish main or major secondary character. Extra points for a male character; I'm not sure Spartacus really wants to read All of a Kind Family, although I loved those books.

2. not be set in the Second World War, about the Holocaust, or a Very Special Lesson about anti-semitism.

2a. For books set in the ancient world, for the Jewish characters not to turn out to be secretly Christian. I'm looking at you, Caroline Lawrence.

3. [hard level] be available in print in the United Kingdom.

4. [deity level] be set in the United Kingdom.

I know that there are some very well-read people in my DW circle, but feel free to link this request elsewhere -- many of you get many more eyes on your posts than I do.

books!

Jan. 23rd, 2019 04:32 pm
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It's Wednesday, and I am working from home because Spartacus thought he was sick this morning (and was convincing enough for me to agree with that assessment), but the feared Vomiting Bug has not appeared. So I can tell you all what I am reading!

Just finished:
Richard Riordan, Magnus Chase and the Ship of the Dead. Back in September, Spartacus picked up Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief; he is now up to the most recent of the Trials of Apollo books, and was rather shocked to discover that he'll have to wait for October to get the new one. So since we have them around I have been reading them as well. They are extremely enjoyable, and I've particularly liked the Magnus Chase books: I like the team, and I like Magnus, and I really love the worldbuilding. I mean, it is all very OTT but in what strikes me as a very Norse Myths kind of way.

Currently reading:
Last night I started the last of the Kane Chronicles books, and I am also a bit of the way into Mary Gentle's Ash -- I was reminded that we have it by all the discussion over on [personal profile] rachelmanija's dreamwidth, although because I'm only about 200 pages in I have not actually read any of the probably very interesting discussion. I started it many years back and then gave up because it was too violent and because after Ancient Light I realised that Gentle was not a very trustworthy author when it comes to endings. But I do really love the worldbuilding.

Up next:
Who knows! More Richard Riordan?

I am also playing intermittent games of Crusader Kings II, although eventually things start to go very very wrong so I resign and start something new. Also, elective Gavelkind is an awful system; I have a norse Kingdom in northern Russia and every time I die my successor has to reconquer Estonia.
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But not mine. Spartacus' friends are all reading Harry Potter -- although everyone seems to be at different points in the series, so they all know how it ends. He is about 2/3 of the way through Order of the Phoenix; we'd earlier read up to Goblet of Fire but the end was really scary so we stopped there. But somehow being able to talk to other people about the book has made him willing to continue even through the scary bits, or the parts that make him angry (like everything Umbridge does). Today on the way in to school one of his friends told him that there was a chapter in Deathly Hallows called "The Battle of Hogwarts".

In some ways it is quite fun seeing the books through his eyes (we still read to him at night, and then he reads for about half an hour himself, so I am getting about 10% of the book) -- he HATES Snape, which is fair enough because Snape is an absolutely terrible teacher, and can't understand why Dumbledore insists on having so many bad teachers at Hogwarts. Umbridge is also THE WORST. But he also loves all the silly bits -- the jokes and pratfalls -- and it is a bit of a relief not to have to worry about all the ways the worldbuilding doesn't really add up.
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a. I stopped reading The Power for a little, and started to read Neil Stephenson's SevenEves, which proceeded to keep me up at night because it was so completely depressing and horrible, but in the compelling Neil Stephenson way. I read it very quickly because I just skimmed through all the stuff about physics and spaceflight, and have finally reached part 3; A suggested that I would really like the last 200 pages or so of the book, so I am somewhat hopeful. I am also perpetually interested in Stephenson's ongoing attempt to write female characters who are more than their cup sizes (see earlier comments on Cryptonomicon, Anathem, and Reamde; I bounced off the Baroque cycle). I guess I find it interesting because on the one hand I admire Stephenson for trying, and think he should be given credit for doing so. He doesn't have to: there's a perfectly good market for books in which the female characters are basically walking brassieres. But also because I think his failures are interesting. As A put it here, he is trying really hard here to prove that he can write lots of different female characters, and mostly succeeds until he suddenly reduces them all to archetypes. And I find the limits of what he thinks possible interesting, too -- as with pure theory in Anathem, for example -- because here is a guy who is actually very imaginative, but htere are still really clear limits on what he is capable of imagining. And there are things here about women and power that I don't like, but again, I find it interesting that Stephenson can't escape from certain ideas about women and femininity.

It will be good to get back to The Power after this, because of the ways that book does understand gender as a social construction, and power as ungendered.

b. I am 2000 words into my crossovering story and... the main characters have met, at least? I can see that this will be a story where I have to get that very rough first draft written before I can go back and add in the emotional stuff that will make the whole thing work. I hope!

c. I have thoughts about the last season of Game of Thrones, mostly to do with pacing and plot logic. Here is one thing about the Winterfell plotline: under the cut )

4. On a completely different note, my Florida cousins, whose usual hurricane preparedness involves vodka and junk food, are clearly a little worried about this one. So I am too, on their behalf.
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I am currently reading The Power, by Naomi Alderman, which is falls into the "science fiction (or other genre) elements but shortlisted for literary prizes" category, but which I am also still 85% convinced began life as the author's post-Chosen Buffy fanfiction. Not that that's a bad thing in itself! The conceit is that all over the world, women start developing the power to electrocute people with a touch -- starting with teenage girls but eventually spreading to women of all ages. Over time (but not much time: a few years) this results in changes in society; the book starts very well but I'm now about halfway through and it's starting to become a little heavy handed about power and violence and sexualisation, and all a little too quickly for my taste. Suddenly, women have physical power and men are sex objects! I mean, I spend enough time on tumblr to know that men are sexy, but this still felt a little rushed to me. Actually, it is possible that having spent a lot of time reading pornography generated by women is what makes the particular nature of the sexualisation feel off to me.

The is not unenjoyable, although the larger framing device which makes this a story within a story actually drives me crazy, and I am starting to wonder about the worldbuilding BECAUSE HISTORY DOESN'T WORK THAT WAY GOD DAMN IT!!!! Sorry. Sometimes I get a little crazy about this sort of thing; I had to stop rading the Temeraire books because I started to wonder about the development of sedentarty societies in the post-Holocene transition and it was starting to keep me up at night.

What is particularly good here, I think, and isnt always in books of this kind, is the character building -- I am interested in pretty much all the major characters (although some of the minor ones are really one-note caricatures), especially Allie, and especially the distinction between "Allie" and "Mother Eve." (I am holding judgement on the religious elements of the storyline until I get to the end of it.)

Has anyone else read this? I'm still not quite sure what I think of it.
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In a development that will surprise exactly no one who knew me in real life as a child, we have doing The Lord of the Rings with Spartacus -- half reading them to him at bedtime, half watching the movies. We finished (watching) The Return of the King today, and I think will have to find something new to read, because he has not been totally charmed by the books, especially -- they are long on descriptions of scenery, and short on epic battle sequences. Also, it takes everybody a very long time to get anywhere; I feel like I now know where GRRM got his "wandering at length through the countryside without anything much happening" bug. As a love letter first to the English countryside and then to the landscape of Tolkien's imagination they are perfect -- but I think that I will not be totally sad to move on to something else, and maybe S will come back to them at some later date. (I read them at his age, but I had a high tolerance for reading things I don't understand.)

Reading long chinks of them aloud was also interesting -- Tolkien is not the greatest prose stylist, especially at the start. Towards the end the epic rhythms take over, but when he wants to write poetry he writes actual poetry, and his prose is just prose. Of the authors I've read aloud the one which really struck me was Sutcliffe, when we read The Eagle of the Ninth -- she also goes in for long descriptions of the scenery, but my mouth doesn't stumble over her words the way it did over the Lord of the Rings at points. Richard Adams, also, in Watership Down, was a smooth read. I was surprised, really, that Tolkien proved so difficult. Even so, I have a strong preference for the books over the movies.

The problem now is what to read next. S has chicken pox so we are stuck at home together for the next few days and will have to rely on something we have at home. (Other things we have read to Spartacus: Rowling, Shakespeare, and Plutarch -- don't judge us! -- but I would like something which is not hundreds and hundreds of pages.)
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If I'm going to start posting more, then I should definitely post on February 29! Our tiny local paper ran a story about a guy who was 72 years old and just having his 18th birthday. (Our tiny local paper is pretty good, considering its size, but it can be hard for them to get more than about 8 pages of news, not counting sports. And that's using the term news loosely.)

It is possible that my awareness the date is a side effect of having a seven-year-old. Further side effects to follow, because Spartacus is really interested in animals in general, and dinosaurs and evolution in particular, so we have been reading a lot of books about these topics. Since he is hardly the only child to be interested in this kind of thing, here are some notes on what we've been reading.

Peter S. Dickinson, The Kin. This is somewhere between fantasy and historical fiction, I think, since it's about a group of early homo sapiens, and so D. has had to invent their culture more or less from whole cloth. He clearly draws on his knowledge of Africa in doing so, which sometimes works well and sometimes makes me wonder whether he overestimates the willingness of hunter-gatherer groups which aren't being pressured by agriculturalists to inhabit marginal land. The novel is made up of four shorter novels, each told from the point of view of one of the children in the core group -- they have survived the destruction of their tribal network by an invading group, and the novel follows their adventures as they try to survive and to create a new social group. There are actually five children in the core group, three girls and two boys, but one of them, Tinu, doesn't get her own novella, although she is central to the plot of each of the others. further notes below )

Spartacus also has been reading the Dinosaur Cove series by Rex Stone; these are aimed pretty squarely at his exact age bracket and interests, so he mostly reads them to himself now. They're about two boys who discover a portal through time in the back of a cave, and go on to have adventures in various different periods and encounter various kinds of extinct animals -- mostly dinosaurs and other prehistoric reptiles. They have a faithful pet, a wannanosaurus, who somehow turns up no matter when they go. Overall these are pretty fun for what they are. My attempt to suggest to Spartacus that he could dress up as one of the boys for World Book Day fell on deaf ears, however, so now I have to figure out how to make a pterosaur costume. (Because of Nosy, the pterosaur in Dinosaur Trouble, by Dick King-Smith, which Spartacus also enjoyed. At one point he suggested going as the lynx from White Fang, which I should have agreed to since I already have a lynx costume from dress-up-as-an-endangered-animal day, but it seemed like such a weird idea, especially because we didn't finish White Fang; I thought it was too gory and violent.)

Our patterns now is that we read him a chapter or two at bedtime, and then he reads for another half-hour or so before turning out the lights; the result is that I often have no idea what is going on overall. But I went back and reread the end of The Abominables, by Eva Ibbotsen, to find out how it all worked out (look, this book totally belongs to the theme if you assume that Yeti are not-actually-extinct giant apes.) It is just charming, about two children who have to rescue a family of Yeti by bringing them to England, to live on the estate of their previous guardian. One thing I found very odd, though, was that although it was published only after Ibbotsen's death, it was very clearly set in the 1970s. Maybe. Or maybe all children's books actually happen in the 1970s?

Also noted: the series of Willard Price sequels (we are currently re-reading Shark Adventure). Spartacus likes these a lot, as they have to do with rescuing endangered animals. They do run to comedy foreigners, so may not be to everyone's taste (although the comedy foreigners are not always comedy foreigner villains, if that makes sense.) These also feature a boy-girl pair of cousins. The original series, about the fathers of these two children, is being reissued and I am tempted to pick them up for Spartacus to look at.

And now: teaching.
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::leaping back in::

Doctor Who is back! Yay! spoilers, sweetie, below the cut )

No one reading this cares, I expect, but this looks like it will be a very competitive season on Strictly Come Dancing -- it's only Week 1 and already most of the dancers look competent! On further reality TV news, I am hoping that Nadiya wins GBBO, nd I just finished watching a really amusing show called Time Crashers in which a bunch of celebrities are "transported through time" and discover that the past is a really crappy place to live and work. I am always amazed by how many TV shows can be made from this simple observation!

Because I watch things slowly and legally, I am only now seeing S3 of Orphan Black -- up to episode 2 now! But it's all up on iplayer and I expect we'll have finished it in a week or so. (Because iplayer is not very intuitive, the first episode we tried to watch was Episode 10. Luckily we realized during the "previously on"s that this was not the start of things, but for a minute there we were both really confused.)

I have been re-reading things, too -- the first Rivers of London book (there will be a new one, soon!), and Neil Stephenson's Reamde. What I realized the second time through with that one is that Zula's story is far more interesting to me than anyone else's, so I kept having to stop myself from skipping ahead to her next section whenever the story broke away from her, and also that the final confrontation was disappointing for two reasons, which are spoilery )

Also re-reading in preparation for a new installment: Ancillary Justice etc. I found the first 50 pages or so of that book a real slog, and am picking up much more detail the second time around, now that I have a better sense of what is going on. My problem is that I'm a fast reader, but I don't retain well, because I'm always wondering what will happen next -- this is why re-reading is to important for me.

Anyway, that is enough of an update, at least for now! I might do a RL post too at some point. Maybe.
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...but maybe I will try posting a bit more this year. I could hardly post less!

What I am watching: Musketeers is back! Huzzah! I admit that I'm sure I can only enjoy this show because my memory of the actual novel is so vague as to be non-existent, so the fact that the characters here have almost no relationship to the originals doesn't bother me. (I think I only read the book once or maybe twice, because I didn't like how the Milady plotline ended.)

And soon some of the US shows I watch will be starting up here too, like Brooklyn 99 (I can't wait!) or Nashville. I am sill watching Forever, too!

What I am reading: I am re-reading Connie Willis' Blackout/All Clear, and I like it much more the second time around, in part because I know who is who -- I think that it would not have hurt the story at all had Willis, for example, been explicit about Mary Kent and Ernest Worthington's identities from the start.cut for length and some spoilers )

Other things I am learning about: sharks and wild cats, because Spartacus is interested in them.
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Finished (finally!): Sharon Penman, While Christ and His Saints Slept, which kind of fizzled out. Rather like the War between Stephen and Matilda, or Maude. Henry marries Eleanor and becomes Henry II. Eustace dies from a surfeit of eels. Every book should have a surfeit of eels in it.

Overall verdict: much less depressing than most of Penman's historical novels, which usually end with the defeat of everything good by evil, or sometimes Edward I. But since this will probably turn into a series, there's still plenty of time for tragedy.

Now reading: Reamde by Neal Stephenson. I am enjoying this very much so far; it reminds me more of Cryptonomicon, which I remember liking very much, than his more recent work (I liked Anathem, but bounced hard off the Baroque Cycle). The thing I like about Stephenson is the sense that he pays attention to what doesn't work so well in his writing and then tries to fix it -- so for example, my major criticism of Cryptonomicon was that it felt like the author had never had a conversation with an actual woman. But here the major focalizing character is female, and you can really see Stephenson trying to get her right. It's not 100% there -- she's still kind of more "female character" than "character who is female" -- but it's really good. I also recall that there was a major geological problem with the climax of Cryptonomicon, and getting geology right is a major theme in the first part of the book. So far the plot is engaging, and although it's obviously trying to be edgy and relevant, the fact is that Stephenson is a good enough plotter that it doesn't feel "edgy," it just feels like a good story which happens to involve hackers, security men, petty and not so petty criminals, spies and terrorists, all of a variety of nationalities.

Next up: Johnny Alucard, the new Kim Newman book. Yay!
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If it's Wednesday, it must be time for books.

Just finished: Bernard deVoto, The Year of Decision: 1846. I really liked this: it is an entirely and shamelessly biased account of the main events of that year: the war between the US and Mexico (and as part of that, the annexation of most of the West), the exodus of the Mormons from Nauvoo to Salt Lake, and the movement of settlers to Oregon and California (including the Donner party). It’s a lively and well-written book; I feel that if a history book is described as “novelistic” by reviewers in the 40s, the reader should be ready to accept that there won’t be many footnotes but there will be a lot of imaginative reconstruction. DeVoto spends a lot of time explaining which of the characters he describes were actively malevolent, and which just stupid, which is very entertaining if, like me, you like your history writing to have a moral dimension. I particularly enjoyed the stuff about California, and the declaration of the California republic, because most of it was the work of idiots with a taste for amateur dramatics, and it all seems like such a comedy of errors. I also now know who a lot of the people San Francisco streets were named for were.


Currently reading: Sharon Penman, While Christ and His Saints Slept. Apparently, the war between Stephen and Matilda (or Maude) was really long. So is this book. I’m only about 60% through it and I’m pretty tired of their shenanigans; I can only imagine that the English people felt likewise.

In fact I’m enjoying this in a slow, laid-back way, especially because it isn’t heading toward some kind of tragic catastrophe like her books about Wales or The Sunne in Splendour, which is about Richard III. (I decided to stop reading that because I discovered that the problem with aking Richard III a nice guy rather than an evil genius is that at a certain point he starts looking like a real idiot. (It interests me that people who are into both ASOIAF and Richard III generally do not seem to be Ned Stark fans, because Ned Stark is what happens if Richard III hesitates.)

It looks like I will be reading this book for the foreseeable future, so I have no idea what I will read next.
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Hello LJ (or Dreamwidth)! Long time no see! Or write, at least. I do read here, honest. But then so long goes past without posting that I feel overwhelmed by having too many things to say.

Since it's Wednesday, I will say that I have recently read the first three "Rivers of London" books by Ben Aaronovich -- the short version is that I really enjoyed them, but will wait to read the fourth until the kindle edition goes on sale. I think I like the Rivers themselves the best. I would happily read a book that was all about the Rivers.

I'm currently reading Bernard de Soto, 1846: The Year of Decision, which is as you might imagine about that year, and particularly the Mexican-American War and thus the annexation of California and the rest of the Pacific coast and most of the Southwest. I'm enjoying it although it's also quite a strange read, because this is history I'm sure I ought to know, except that the only California history I can actually remember learning began with the Gold Rush. It's also a strange read because de Soto's prejudices are everywhere in the text, and the book is a passionate defense of Manifest Destiny. Passionate for historiography, anyway, and in a very old-fashioned way.

I took a month-long vacation from tumblr, and found that I didn't much miss it; I've looked at my dash a couple of times since coming home but am not sure I'll go back to it full-time. If only I could find ASOIAF meta on LJ/DW as well! Until then I guess I can't give it up altogether.

While at home I also found a whole stash of stuff relating to my first phase of fandom, back in 1987-92: zines, letterzines, photographs from MediaWest, roleplay in letters and newsletters. Scary stuff, I tell you, but some of it made me quite happy to read through -- long letters from zine editors and fannish friends, most of whom were much older than I. Wow, remember when people wrote letters to fan authors they liked? And got responses? What on earth would happen if we started doing that again?

And finally: the weed-tree in the garden is producing apples in quantity this year, but they are unbelievably sour, almost like eating lemons. I have no idea what I'm going to do with them. All the apples seem sour so far, but I think they just need more time; the blackberries are already getting sweet.
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Re-reading, actually, A Place of Greater Safety by Hilary Mantel. This is the book in which the French Revolution happens because everyone is in love with Camille Desmoulins, and I don't know what they see in him. Lucky for me, Mantel is a great writer so that's not a problem. Who knows, maybe I'm not supposed to know.

I've reached 1793, so it no longer reads at times like a rentboy-AU version of the Revolution (but one in which you're left wondering whether the woobie is really as much of a woobie as he looks).
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On holiday I read The Way We Live Now, by Anthony Trollope -- I'd been meaning to for a while, since I had good memories of a BBC adaptation about 10 years ago, although obviously time has dimmed the details a bit. I did have some hesitation, because I had to give up my last re-read of the Palliser novels at The Prime Minister because Trollope's antisemitism was just too much, and obviously, TWWLN has Melmotte and more. But in fact the quote in the introduction to the effect that it's a novel which deconstructs the antisemitism in in it seemed pretty right to me -- it's too clear that the characters who attack Melmotte and (even more) Mr. Breghert are just like them.

Also, in Marie Melmotte it has what may be the only interesting female virgin in all of Trollope's work. I would happily have read more about the further adventures of Marie Melmotte, especally if they involve Mrs. Hurtle.

more under here )

I don't suppose anyone else remembers this book or the miniseries?
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I said I would write comments on this, and since I'm not getting anything else done this afternoon, this might be the time!

spoilers and comments under the cut )
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I am overcome with ennui -- it's very disconcerting, especially because work is finally over and I can finally start working on my own stuff again.

I was in a bookstore on Friday (not even last Friday, now, but the Friday before that) and noticed that there was a new Alan Furst book out (Spies of the Balkans); it looks from the description like a retread of the plot of Dark Star, but set in Greece, Turkey and the Balkans with a Greek detective as the protagonist, rather than set in Paris with a Russian journalist, or whatever he was -- but they're usually journalists with Furst. Anyway, a retread, but Dark Star has one of my favorite Furst A-plots (smuggling Jews out of Nazi-controlled Europe), granted that the A-plot is pretty much not the point of any Furst book ever. And the change of setting and protagonist looks promising. I will talk about the A-plots anyway, and also rant about a book I read about three years ago under the cut, which means that there are spoilers for a book called Thread of Grace by Mary Doria Russell )

Anyway, what I really want is for someone else to read the new Furst book and tell me whether there's anything really new about it.

I can't believe that I have finally made this post! Maybe I will be able to post about Doctor Who someday, as well!
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Last night Spartacus' dinner included a roast beet, which I had just dug up from our garden a couple hours before I cooked it. For someone with as black a thumb as I have, that is a major accomplishment! It was huge! It looked like a real beet! He seemed to like it well enough, although it was not Spartacus' ideal meal; that would involve us leaving his food scattered all over the floor, preferably for about a day, so that he could crawl around and pick bits of old food up and eat them. In a really ideal world, he'd be naked.

The other thing about beets is that they let you know exactly how fast your child's digestive system is working.

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Over the weekend I finished Anathem, by Neil Stephenson, and must have really liked it, because it was very long, and was about 80% taken up with the discussion of epistemology and ontology, with a side order of mathematics and quantum theory. And it was heavily influenced by Platonism, which I hate. And it was very much about the ideas, not the people in it. And yet I finished it and enjoyed it!

I also found it interesting in light of NS's gender issues -- because it really seems to me that he knows he has a problem with female characters, and is trying really really hard -- but he still gets caught out by his own presuppositions. spoilers )
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Hi!

I am still enjoying my short break from fandom, and especially from SPN fandom. Sorry! In the meantime, I've been reading books, mostly, and watching a lot of the Olympics -- stuff about that under the cut )

We're also watching the second season of the Tudors (I never saw the first, but I hear that it was a bit boring.) my non-spoilery verdict so far )

We have not been to see any movies, because the chairs at the theater make my back hurt now. We are both playing an old but new-to-us computer game -- Pirates! -- which involves naval battles and romancing governors' daughters and preying on Spanish treasure fleets.

Earlier in the summer I read two books by Christopher Priest, The Prestige and The Separation -- the first of which was made into that movie everyone liked a few years ago. I liked the second better, I think, because it was about alternative histories, but there was a lot of overlap in terms of theme -- or at least, the concerns about twinning and doubling and reality and illusion. Good, but impossible to say anything about without spoiling it. Other things that I remember reading were pretty much all of Lindsey Davis' Falco novels and the latest Dalziel and Pascoe book, which is a kind of homage to Jane Austen's unfinished novel Sanditon, apparently, but with Andy Dalziel in it. (And now that I think of it, I wonder if the writer of Life on Mars is a Reginald Hill fan, because there's a certain similarity in the dynamic between Sam Tyler and Gene Hunt, except that although Sam Tyler is less likeable than Peter Pascoe, his issues are far more interesting than Pascoe's.) At the moment I'm in the middle of Mythago Wood, by Robert Holdstock, which is a very creepy book in the way it layers history and story, and makes them much more dangerous than one would think.

on the baby front, very briefly )

And that's pretty much it.

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