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27 May 2012 @ 01:45 pm
...but one way and another, we ended up with one.

It's been a while. I've been reading and posting elsewhere on lj, but the blogging Muse has been persistently AWOL (probably on the beach with Aruba where my fiction Muse has been known to hole up when it's work time)(the pina colada bill for those two is off the charts).

We have had a very nice, almost-ten-day Camp. There have been Adventures with Family in Hospitals (OK now, and should continue OK, we hope). But! Pooka finally got his needles, and is finally doing better. And the rose population is exploding.

See! Evidence! )
 
 
27 May 2012 @ 03:11 pm
For the first one, I've got a recently colored version of my first half-naked Renji (with bankai Zabimaru). Both of these represent my attempts to break from drawing directly from the Manga. The colored picture is a pose from the Manga, but I took Renji's clothes off (nice of me, right?)


This one is a funny combination of the St. Paul firefighter calendar and Manga, but completely original.
 
 
27 May 2012 @ 08:40 am
Everybody seems to be at cons, or on vacation, so I thought I'd play the Time Machine game.

Last night, went to see Avengers. Since there's no use talking about it without spoilers, here's the cut and the spoiler warning.
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For those of us in the United States, Memorial Day isn't until Monday, but that doesn't mean the festivities won't start earlier! I'm soon off to a cookout with family and friends, which means I won't be online for any serious discussion for most of the day.

Which means, it's question time!

For those of you who've participated in the book club, what has been your FAVORITE book club selection to date? For giggles, tell me your favorite selection from 2012, and then your favorite selection since the book club's inception in 2009. If you need to brush up on the eligible titles, just click here.

If you have not participated in the book club, which book do you WISH you'd read? Same rules apply: which selection from this year do you wish you've read, and which selection since 2009?

And lastly, if you're one of those who've sometimes participated, sometimes not, you get to answer BOTH sets of questions! Which has been your favorite of what you've read, but which do you wish you'd read but weren't able?

Take a moment, answer questions, and if you're celebrating this weekend, have fun and stay safe! I'm personally going to be gorging on the best.hotdogs.ever, maybe nabbing a burger, and eating so much homemade ice cream I might explode!
 
 
27 May 2012 @ 07:00 am
Into the Hellmouth


BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER is my favourite TV show in the history of ever.

It wasn’t always. Back in the day, I thought BtVS was one of those silly teeny-bopper things. I mean, what the hell kind of a name was Buffy? A no-thank-you kind of a name, that’s what.

I mostly steered clear of the show during its initial run, save for a couple of blips. I caught the pilot, then one or two more episodes from S1, then a couple more from S3. Shortly after S4 aired, an addicted friend sat me down and insisted I watch two particular episodes: the one where Angel and Riley meet, and the one right before the season finale. I dutifully kept my eyes on the screen, even though I had no idea who any of these people were or what was going on. I mostly got hung up on the bit where Spike drinks his blood out of a mug, since I find it too damned funny when vampires drink blood out of cups and things instead of, like, jugular veins. (I have a similar, and similarly inappropriate, reaction to the scene in INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE where Louis and Lestat drink blood out of wine glasses.)

That was pretty well the extent of my involvement with BUFFY until mid-2007, when I discovered FIREFLY.

FIREFLY is a pirate western in space. It was cancelled after twelve episodes, but has since attained cult status. I found the DVDs on sale, devoured them, saw the movie that sorta-kinda wrapped everything up, and promptly went into withdrawal.

I couldn’t watch any more FIREFLY (because there will never be any more, sob, groan, gnashing of teeth, etc.), but I soon learned that Joss Whedon, the show’s creator, was also responsible for another couple of series. I’d be lying if I said I was thrilled to learn that one of them was BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER, but sometimes, a girl’s just gotta take what she can get. FIREFLY was awesome. Maybe BUFFY would be, too.

It wasn’t.

The first season proved... disappointing. I immediately liked Buffy herself, but I found the show way too teen issuesy for my liking. There was a cheerleading episode! A going-on-a-date episode! An over-abundance of high-school-is-hell metaphors!

It was okay and all, but not my thing. Sigh.

If I’d had to buy the second season, I would have quit right there; however, my library came through for me. I have a soft policy of giving any series at least two volumes (or seasons, or whatever) before I bail for good and certain, so I borrowed S2.

And fell utterly in love.

I still didn’t adore it the way I adored FIREFLY, but it was damned good stuff nonetheless. I wanted more.

I bought S3 (since my library didn’t have it). I watched it even more quickly than I had S2, then bought both S4 and S1 of ANGEL and watched them in rotation. S5 soon followed, as did S6 and S7.

I can’t pinpoint the moment when BUFFY surpassed FIREFLY in my estimation, but surpass it it did. It quickly crept past even such beloved series as SIX FEET UNDER and early MY NAME IS EARL.

By the time the credits rolled on S7, I had a new favouritest of favourite shows.

Since then, I’ve watched the entire series two more times. I’ve seen ANGEL, the spin-off, twice. I’ve read Season Eight, which chronicles the Scooby Gang’s continuing adventures in comic book form, multiple times, and am desperate for the first volume of S9 (why isn’t it August yet???). I’ve explored the great and wonderful world of BtVS criticism. I’ve obsessed over the show with my friend Michelle, who kindly avoided peppering me with spoilers during my first viewing. (She wasn’t so nice on the ANGEL front. We'll get to that.) I’ve drawn parallels between BUFFY and, like, everything.

I love the hell out of the show, is what I’m saying.

I love it so much that I’m turning Stella Matutina into Buffy Central for the next few weeks, just so’s I have an excuse to gush about it in a public forum. I’ll have posts for you on such varied topics as:

  • my favourite characters I initially disliked
  • souls and me
  • Buffy Studies, with recommended critical texts
  • how Buffy helped cure me of being a vampire purist
  • Joss Whedon’s penchant for madness
  • how spoilers affected my viewing experience


Plus not-really-reviews of every season of both BUFFY and ANGEL, including S8, as many of the AS6 comics as I could get my hands on (ie, all except the last two collections), and volume one of ANGEL & FAITH. Maybe I'll even squeeze in volume one of S9, if it appears on NetGalley and Dark Horse lets me read it (please oh please oh please).

I’ll also have a few guest posts from fellow Buffy-loving bookish types who've agreed to write about the novels, casual fandom, and how Buffy has impacted their professional lives, among other fascinating topics. And hey, I've got a few later-in-the-month slots left open, if any of y'all have something Buffy-related you really want to discuss...? I've already contacted a bunch of known-to-me Buffy fans, but I know I missed a few.

I'm not the only one planning Buffy-centric shenanigans for June, either. A group of bloggers, including Suey, Ana, Kailana, Iris and Lu, are considering a watch-along. If you're at all interested in discovering BtVS, or in rewatching the first season in company with others, you ought to pop on over and indicate your interest. Perhaps we'll check in with them here, too.

If you want to go past S1, the folks at NoWhiteNoise have just launched their Buffy Summer Rewatch, slated to last through to September. They watched the first four episodes last Friday and will now proceed to watch three more every Monday, taking them through to the end of S3. If you join in, be sure to use their #BuffyRewatch tag on Twitter so's you can connect with like-minded fans.

I hope y'all enjoy the next month and a bit! I'm pretty durned excited about it, myself.





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27 May 2012 @ 09:58 am
I've just sent out the first round of the new short story sub - if anyone has signed up and NOT received it, please let me know and I will send you your fiction asap.

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In other news, it is exceptionally hot. The Levels are lovely - covered in cow parsley and charnock, and there are cuckoos. The house is in some disarray, since Pickle the elder cat (I think) managed to kick a tin of red paint off the shelf, and Lily trod in it, with all 4 paws, then ran through the kitchen. I have just found Pickle sitting in the frying pan.
 
 
[info]spiffikins asked:

Looking back at our own efforts, we had lots of battles :) I've love to hear how you applied these rules to situations where your son didn't want to do something, like have his bath or get dressed/put his shoes on for school or participate in the day to day activities of helping out (setting the table, doing dishes, doing homework) - it seems we always had conflict, and the majority of it with my brother was getting him to do something that he didn't want to do, but that needed to be done.


I’ve been thinking about this today while at work shelving books - which hopefully will not result in too many mis-shelved novels.

This answer was too long for the comment thread, which is why it’s a post. )
 
 
27 May 2012 @ 12:28 am
Words: 2264
Total words: 5764
Files: 3
Tea: White Orchard
Music: Three Double Concertos, arguably the best music of all time ever.
RSI: Forgot that line, didn't I? Well, reminded of it now.
Reason for stopping: end of chapter.

I'm two chapters in, and these people are five courses through a twelve course lunch? Seriously? Oh well, we've also had a lot of backstory. It'll work out.

Anybody know anything about ballet that they didn't get from Noel Streatfeild and Rumer Godden? Any recommendations for ballet blogs?
 
 
26 May 2012 @ 09:30 am
First, you people who recommended The Exotic Marigold Hotel film, two thumbs up! I went last night with some of my Jane Austen discussion group. We all loved it.

Tonight: Avengers with the family.

A juicy discussion of fanfiction and literature by [info]alecaustin here.
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26 May 2012 @ 08:19 am
The White Swan Affair cover artTitle: THE WHITE SWAN AFFAIR
Author: Elyse Mady
Publisher: Carina Press
Publication Date: 21 May, 2012
Pages: 384
Status: electronic (ARC)

LibraryThing Info

The White Swan Affair for purchase on CarinaPress.com

Review solicited by the author. Review copy provided by the publisher, via NetGalley.

THE WHITE SWAN AFFAIR centers on Hester, a young woman whose life falls apart when her brother, Robert, is imprisoned on sodomy charges. Abandoned by even her dearest friends, Hester takes refuge with the handsome Thomas Ramsay, her landlord--and the man she's spent nearly four years trying to resist. Their relationship quickly deepens as they work together to mount Robert’s defense, but reservations on both sides leave their future in doubt.

I’ll be straight with you: the opening chapters of THE WHITE SWAN AFFAIR terrified me. I liked the main character. I loved the writing, which is both distinctly Regency in flavour and much easier to read than actual Regency prose. I thought the book had the most wonderful atmosphere; the loveliest sense of inclusion one could hope for in an historical novel.

Except for the homophobia, that is.

I couldn’t help but react poorly to what my rational side recognized as authenticity, not endorsement. The anti-gay sentiments expressed in the early chapters are disturbing, yes, but they in no way promote homophobia. The characters are products of their time. They respond as they’ve been conditioned to. If their virulent disdain feels real, it’s a testament to Mady’s skill at bringing her characters to life.

Trouble is, it does feel real. I had to remind myself that I’ve read three of Mady’s previous publications, all of which deal in some way with overcoming prejudice and seeing people for who they are. I trust her to present a balanced view of any given situation, no matter the baggage it brings.

My trust was well-founded. Mady does, indeed, bring her characters around to a more accepting view. Robert is far from the only character who behaves in opposition to society’s ideals. Hester herself lives with a man to whom she isn’t, and may never be, married. Nonetheless, she’s unable to deny her love for him--a circumstance that leads her to realize her brother can’t deny his own feelings, either. Her love for Thomas hasn’t altered who she is, no matter how society may regard their partnership. Robert, too, is no less himself for loving other men. I do wonder if Hester's acceptance came a tad too swiftly, given her knee-jerk reaction when she first hears of Robert's arrest, but I was pleased to see her work through the problem at any speed.

Robert also makes a great deal of progress towards self-acceptance. He's spent his whole life hiding who he is, assuming he'll never find enduring love because his culture tells him it simply isn't possible for people like him. I was pleased that Mady gave him a small but deeply affecting romance of his own.

I wanted to open with the LGBT angle because I’m sure it’ll terrify other readers, too, but it’s only one part of the book. Robert's arrest is the catalyst that brings Hester together with Thomas, a man she's desired for years and resisted because she knows it can't go anywhere. Theirs is a tale in the commoner-and-nobleman vein, albeit with a somewhat different focus. They're both at some remove from society: Hester due to her brother's disgrace and Thomas because he's broken with his wealthy family and built his own fortune. This eliminates the usual focus on balls and parties and what the ton thinks of their scandalous arrangement, allowing for a more personal look at what Hester and Thomas mean to one another. We see them hash out their relationship on their own terms, in and around Hester’s concern for her brother’s fate.

Hester’s determination to help Robert ensures that her feelings for Thomas are not her sole preoccupation. She has interests and motivations beyond her relationship--though, make no mistake, her possibly unrequited love does occupy a decent chunk of her mental energy. Mady strikes a nice balance between Hester-as-lover and Hester-as-person. One could almost read THE WHITE SWAN AFFAIR as a straight historical novel with romantic elements, rather than an historical romance.

We also see quite a bit of early nineteenth century London as Hester moves about the city, exploring with Thomas or working on Robert’s behalf. Mady’s clearly done her research. The place feels exactly as one expects that London in 1810 would feel. There’s heaps of period detail to go with the carefully constructed prose. We see everything from an early department store to the inside of a courtroom during a notorious trial. The space comes to vivid life.

All told, THE WHITE SWAN affair is a lovely novel that explores such themes as acceptance in the face of societal disapproval, overcoming one’s prejudices, and being true to who you are. I enjoyed it very much and do not hesitate to recommend it to you.

3.5 stars – really liked it

Other Reviews:

The Book Pushers
Love Saves the World
Paranormal Itch Reviews
Red Hot Books
Unwrapping Romance

Did I miss yours? Please let me know so I can link to it.





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26 May 2012 @ 07:00 am
My very old, very dirty, motorcycle
My filthy bike.


This is my motorcycle. It's a 1975 Yamaha 100 Torque Induction. It received a thorough bath soon after this picture was taken and so is no longer quite so scuzzy-looking.

It is still in pieces, though.

My very old, very dirty motorcycle from the other side
Here's the bike from the other side, with a better view of the gas tank.


About thirty years back, someone sabotaged it for reasons unknown. My parents, who rode it at the time, assume this person put sugar in the gas tank, though they can't say for sure. Whatever happened, it needs a lot of fixing up.

I'm out to restore it. To that end, I've been reading up on such topics as engine repair and general motorcycle maintenance. I've found Haynes's 1991 MOTORCYCLE BASICS MANUAL immensely helpful thus far. I've also dipped into THE ESSENTIAL GUIDE TO MOTORCYCLE MAINTENANCE by Mark Zimmerman. And, of course, I've spent quite a bit of time poking at the bike itself, looking at the theory in action (or as much action as is possible when the bike doesn't actually work).

It may be a long shot, but I'd love a few more book recommendations. If you've ever mucked around with a bike, which texts helped you? Older manuals are just fine, this being an older model and all.





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26 May 2012 @ 12:00 am
Book Club Selections

May: Downbelow Station by C.J. Cherryh; Discussion Date: 05/30/12
June: God's War by Kameron Hurley; Discussion Date: 06/27/12
July: Among Others by Jo Walton; Discussion Date: 7/23/12

All discussion dates are subject to change.

You can find Calico Reaction all over the internet! Just take a look:

1) WordPress
2) Goodreads
3) Facebook
4) LibraryThing
5) Paperback Swap

FAVOR!! When I review a book you've read and reviewed yourself, would you kindly provide a link to your review in the comments of mine? I love seeing what others think, and sometimes I see those reviews when they're originally posted, but don't read them as I don't want to spoil myself on something I know I'll read in the future. The problem, then, is I often forget to go back and read the reviews I missed! So please, if you've reviewed something I'm reviewing, shoot a link my way. :)

Challenges

THEME PARK: Want to receive a monthly notification for what's happening in the 2012 book club? Details are here.

Mount TBR Challenge: Here's my goal for 2012: 25 books. Want to sign up? Click here.

Got a reading challenge you'd like to promote? Please comment. You may also comment to promote giveaways, but those links will be posted on my Facebook page.

This Week

Monday: A Fistful of Charms by Kim Harrison
Tuesday:
Wednesday: Downbelow Station by C.J. Cherryh (maybe. I hope!)
Thursday:
Friday:

Currently Reading: Downbelow Station by C.J. Cherryh

2012 Reading Total: 45 books, 1 DNF, 9 short stories

2012 Comics Total: 236 comics
 
 
26 May 2012 @ 12:18 am
Lemonade (for [info]fivemack and [info]rezendi)  
You need a 2 liter jug, a pyrex jug, a lemon squeezer, 2 big or 3 small lemons, 2 limes, 1 orange, a tray of ice, 2 oz of sugar, and lots of cold water. Takes 5-10 minutes.

Put the sugar in the pyrex jug. Boil the kettle. When the kettle boils, cover the sugar with boiling water, stir to dissolve. You don't need to make syrup or anything, but you want the sugar dissolved.

Meanwhile, put the tray of ice into the 2 liter jug. Squeeze the lemons, limes and orange in, getting out all the juice and pulp you can and avoiding adding the pips. Pour the dissolved sugar and water in. Top up with cold water. Shake or stir. Drink, with ice. It'll be cold enough. I used to refrigerate it for a while first, but then I had to make some in a hurry and it was just fine.

This is very refreshing and about as isotonic as you can get. I sometimes add mint or basil to the sugar in the boiling water when I have that growing outside. If it's too sweet, use less sugar next time. I figure this has about a teaspoon of sugar per glass.

The other thing you can do, right now while limes are nine for a dollar, is just squeeze half a lime into your glass of water and ice. Kids won't drink this, but it's good.
 
 
25 May 2012 @ 05:14 pm
Green One, (3rd pair of socks, first green)  seemed like such an easy-going, cooperative pair of socks at first.  The cuff ribbing...the careful decrease to a narrower part of the ankle below...the successful eye-of-partridge heel flaps.  All was well, it seemed. 

Until the rejoin, at which point...the heel flaps weren't as stretchy (besides being 2 stitches narrower and the top of foot also being 2 stitches narrower.   I had to change gussets to help with that...and then try to adjust (with frequent try-ons.   First they'd be really tight, then (when I let off on the decreases) suddenly they'd be overly loose.  And the attempt to graft/Kitchener the toes shut...worst so far.   Each pair has been harder--this pair was impossible.    I was trying to do it flat, off the needles, using cooking twine to hold the stitches:



The idea was to stuff the end of the sock to make a rounded-nearly-flat work surface, and I'd be able to see what I was doing.   There's a separate piece of twine through each  needle's worth of stitches--6 front, 6 back.  (Tied up here to they couldn't come loose   I *still* could not see what I was doing.  The stitches "shrank" without the needles in them.   I had directions.  I had watched the video again.   I had directions in front of me; I understood the directions...but I could not see the stitches, or the results of what I was doing, except as a confusing mound.   The first rounds tried to crawl back down into the fabric...I undid them and started over.  Yes, I'd done things in the right order but they didn't look right.  I did them again.  And again.  By the second or third stitch, there was a mound of yarn...and time (more than an hour...considerably...) was passing.   Frustration built.  Laundry needed to be put out.  The other sock had barely started its toe decreases. 

I gave up and ran yarn through every stitch and pulled the toe together.  OK, it's a sock, it's not the best sock, but it's a sock. 

The second sock, I left on needles, except changing to a smaller size needle right before trying to graft the toe, thinking that might help.   No.  This time I gave up faster (family had come back from the city--the solitude in which to say things to the yarn, the needles, etc., and the lack of interruption was over) and purse-stringed that one, too.    It's annoying--I was able to do it with Red One and Blue One, both of whom have imperfect but definite grafted toes.    But here they are, Green One socks on feet, off the needles.  They're comfortable.  I can walk in them, in shoes or out.

               

The thicker heels do help with my wider-heeled walking shoes, but also (and understandably) push my foot forward in the shoe a little.   Although these fit better in some areas than previous pairs, they're still a bit big where I had to change the rate of decrease at the gussets.   Learned a lot, but it's still not the perfect pattern. 

On the very bright side, I now have three pairs of socks.










 
 
Feeling:: accomplished
 
 
25 May 2012 @ 05:39 pm
I’ve said, in my previous post, that ASD children are afraid to make mistakes; they’re afraid to be wrong. They speak of the things that interest them because, in some ways, they feel secure in their knowledge - secure enough to talk. If they become comfortable enough about speaking - even if it is about their current obsession - they then develop confidence in the act of conversing, and since conversation itself is now familiar, it becomes a second comfort-zone from which they can then begin to tackle topics which are not as relevant to them.

I think this is true, on a vastly smaller scale, of anyone. Hold that point for a moment.

Two days ago, I wrote about communication, and this post, although it’s in theory about my son at age seven, ties in with comments made on that post, which was about two adults who were both working toward a goal of mutual understanding - when words alone were not enough of a bridge. The right words for me, in that post, were not the words that worked for my husband. He wanted to understand what I was saying, but the first several times, it didn’t happen.

I felt that I understood my son as well as - or better than - a raft of experts could. I lived with him. I observed him daily. But I’m also myself, and I come at things from the paradigm of my interests. Even the things I observe are coloured by me.

My son had a successful, if trying, grade one year. His teacher was a godsend. More. I can’t emphasize how much of a difference she made to my six year old. She had him for five and a half hours a day for ten months of the year - and everything she did during that time laid foundations for all of his school life thereafter. In my universe, she would be paid more than most CEOs. Sorry, that was a digression.

Grade Two and the educational aid )
 
 
25 May 2012 @ 09:09 pm
Words: 3492, about 100 of them words from last time. I started again, much better. Now have good grip on voice.
Total words: 3492
Files: 2
Tea: Four O'Clock White Orchard. Also home made lemonade.
Music: Three Double Concertos.
Reason for stopping: Solid end of chapter.

Z fixed, or reasonably fixed, Protext on this computer, so I am trying it again. Much nicer using this keyboard!

Posted and deleted science query because I want an answer, not my competence to write SF brought into question. Thanks to people who gave useful answers anyway.

I think the short version of what this is about is "an art festival on a generation starship".
 
 
The Cartographer Wasps and the Anarchist Bees (2011)
Written by: E. Lily Yu
Genre: Short Story/Fantasy
Published by: Clarkesworld
Rating: It's a Gamble

And at last, we come to the final short story nominated for the Hugo, and incidentally, it was my least favorite of the bunch. Yet, despite knowing it won't get my top vote, I went ahead and read it for a second time before reviewing. My first read was filled with interruptions, and as a result (or maybe the interruptions themselves were a result of the following), I had a hard time grasping the shifts in perspective, of understanding when we'd moved from a human perspective to a wasp perspective to a bee perspective and then back and forth again. On the second read, I had that trouble one specific time, in the beginning, despite knowing what to look for. After that, I was okay with the shifts, and honestly, the story's not so badly written that I should have trouble. Instead, it requires careful attention. A reader must pick up key words to recognize the shift, and a second read really helps in this regard. My first read was not one where I gave full, careful attention, so I'm glad I gave this a second shot for the sake of review.

As previously mentioned, the writing is good. It should be, given the publisher in particular, but the style of prose is enjoyable once you understand the type of story you're getting. It's kind of fable-esque, an allegory, given that we get the point of view of both the cartographer wasps (which is an utterly fantastic premise) and the anarchist bees, reminding of stories like Orwell's Animal Farm, though this isn't nearly so bleak. There was an interesting discussion in the comments as to whether or not this story merited the term "science fiction" (for the record, you can read this story for free and its comments on Clarkesworld's website, and I've got a direct link to the story above), and my first reaction was, "Hell to the no." I'm all for soft and/or social science fiction stories, but short of a commentary on colonialism, there was little to nothing here that lent this story to any kind of SF label in mind. Rather, and you'll notice this distinction in the genre tab above, I felt this story was clearly fantasy. There's a whimsical quality to the story, to the world-building, that lends itself to magic more than it does to SF, and despite some debates I've seen online, a story about colonialism does not immediately make a story SF. Colonialism might be a common theme in SF, but it is not a staple of the genre.

Then I noticed the author's comments regarding the genre of the story, referring to entomology and how many people don't consider it a hard science, but it is, and the author seems to acknowledge the fact that this story pushes many a genre envelope (really, it's best just to call this sucker speculative fiction and be done with it), I got the impression that she, too, considers it science fiction.

Interesting. Entomology is the study of insects, and certainly, given her world-building, the author has put a great deal of real-world research into her cartographer wasps and anarchist bees (I think I read someone that bees can ACTUALLY be anarchists? Fascinating!). But I resist the label of science fiction in particular. On one hand, one can argue that this is a story heavily based in science, and therefore science fiction, and I'd roll with that rather begrudgingly. On the other hand, I'm not entirely certain that just because a book requires scientific research in order to convey accurate world-building necessarily makes the resulting piece of fiction science fiction. To me, it's more of a matter of keeping things authentic and real, so that one's story isn't so bogged down by bad research it isn't taken seriously.

It can go either way. But this is too fantasy/allegorical/fable-esque for me to roll with the hard SF label. Of course, I know next to nothing about wasps and bees, let alone insects, so who am I say for sure? Maybe this is the greatest piece of hard SF ever… if you're a entomologist.

All of this musing came after the second reading, and I'm grateful for it. I missed the colonialism on my first read-through (yeah, that's how distracted I was), though I did wonder on that first read if the author wasn't perhaps positing a theory as to the disappearance of honeybees? Yet there's a prevailing feeling of, well, I don't want to say hope, but persistence. Because despite everything that happens, ideas never die. They find a way to keep going and infecting others, and on my second read, that's what I walked away with.

It's an utterly creative and interesting story, one well worth discussing. Yet compared to the other Hugo nominees, it failed to inspire any emotional connection. "The Paper Menagerie" hit me in the heart. "The Shadow War" made me laugh. "Movement" engaged my intellect on an active level, the kind that gets me genuinely excited for the material. "Homecoming" tried to engage my heartstrings and my wonder, failed utterly, but it did try. Poor "Cartographer" was a fascinating piece of work, and while it engages my intellect, it doesn't do so on an active level. I'm not inspired to learn more about wasps or bees or anarchy or any of those things, and for my two cents, if a story is going to truly engage me on an intellectual level, it must hook me in a way that makes me see the world through a completely new lens. It must fascinate me, engage me to the point of obsession. This is a personal thing, and it's not the author's fault that "Cartographer" didn't grab me.

Which is why the rating is "It's a Gamble." It's an interesting story that's worth reading, with the most fantastic title out of the nominated bunch, but your mileage may vary, and you may need to read it again just to make sure you didn't miss anything the first time.
 
 
Originally posted by [info]intothenyght at Boosting the Signal - Project Save Annabelle (otherwise known as I need help)
Originally posted by [info]java_fiend at Boosting the Signal - Project Save Annabelle (otherwise known as I need help)
*** Please, even if you can't donate (let's face it, times are tight all over), can you please just re-boost the signal? Hopefully, we can all throw in together and help save this beautiful, wonderful dog. Anything and everything is absolutely appreciated. Thanks so much, guys!!!

Originally posted by [info]pixie117 at Project Save Annabelle (otherwise known as I need help)
The Story

On Sunday May 20th, I woke up and realized that my Great Dane, Annabelle, hadn't come in for her morning kisses like usual. As soon as my boyfriend and I start talking, we're usually joined by my giant dog with tail wagging and kisses to the face as she climbs in bed with us to snuggle for a few hours.

I went to check on her and she was on the floor, which is odd since she's a comfort creature who usually prefers the couch. I went up to her and barely got a response. I called Kevin in and normally she can't contain herself with excitement when he enters the room.

Nothing. Her eyes could barely even stay open and she looked uninterested in everything.

We got her to stand up and realized she was not putting her right foot down at all. We tried walking her; she couldn't walk. So we ran her to the emergency vet (since it was a Sunday). My boyfriend had to carry her because she couldn't walk.

The day before she was her normal goofy self. Playing ball at the dog park, and even rough housing with a new Great Dane puppy. She came home and was fine that night. It all happened between when we went to bed and when we woke up.

At the emergency vet, her fever was 104.7. She was a very sick dog. They kept her all day on Sunday until her fever went down. He said her paw looked to be injured but that it likely caused an infection (she had elevated red blood cells). He sent her home with an antibiotic and an anti-inflammatory medicine for the injured paw. Original bill was $900 which I didn't have. I burst into tears because she is my baby and the wonderful vet lowered it to $600.

Sunday night my boyfriend and I slept in the living room because she couldn't move and I didn't want her being too far from me. He slept on the floor and neither of us got much sleep.

I took Monday off and luckily I did because her paw did not stop gushing blood. I had never seen so much blood just gushing without stopping. Obviously, I couldn't let it continue so I took her to my regular vet. She thought it was foxtail that had weaved it's way into the paw, we scheduled Annabelle for surgery the next day and all should have been well.

This was how swollen her paw was before the bleeding even started. It has only gotten worse from here.



However, things turned ugly the next day. When they opened the bandage up, they found that the whole on her paw had grown to twice the original size and her flesh was rotting around it. The vet called and said she felt it was either a brown recluse bite or flesh-eating bacteria (such as MRSA).

I took her in for a second opinion with the emergency vet who saw her on Sunday and he said her tissue was liquefying. It was one of the worst cases he'd seen in a very long time. He was leaning more toward flesh-eating bacteria, but said a brown recluse bite could still be possible. He did say that with aggressive veterinary treatment, she would survive. She might lose part of her foot, but that she would be fine if we did everything the vet is asking of us.

Sadly, we still don't know what we are dealing with.

We just know that her skin and tissue is rotting at an alarming rate. She went from playing catch with us on Saturday to us looking at her dying within the week if we couldn't get this under control.

Today is Wednesday and from the massive amounts of a variety of antibiotics, she's doing better. The wound hadn't grown any larger for the first time since this whole ordeal. It's not reversed yet, no healing is present, but the fact that it stopped spreading the way it had is a good sign.

Her clotting tests came back normal showing that her body is healing the wound.

Everything is pointing to good signs if we keep up treatment.

The issue is cost. I have spent $2,000 since Sunday. That's over half my monthly salary. I pulled money from my IRA to pay for services and I am running low over there.

Today alone was $870. Tomorrow? Another $300. And until she shows healing, it could be $300 a day to hospitalize her. Then it will be regular vet visits with special bandage changes ($55 a day - I am hoping to negotiate or learn how to do this myself at home). Once she starts healing, she will need surgery to remove to dead tissue and to either stitch/graft or amputate as needed depending on the damage that is done. This could add up to a couple thousand more depending on the course of treatment.

She requires all of this to survive. Right now, it's looking more and more like a flesh-eating bacteria. A super bacteria of sorts that got into her injured paw and is killing the tissue. It's crazy how she can go from being fine on Saturday to having her foot rotting away on Tuesday. It's mind-blowing and terrifying.

How she is today (Wednesday)

For a dog with flesh-eating bacteria on her foot, she's almost back to normal personality wise. The antibiotics seem to be working on the internal infection, it's just the wound that needs to heal up. While at the vet this morning, she climbed up in the chair next to me like normal. When I came to pick her up this afternoon, she pulled the vet tech down the hall to get to me. She's now putting a little weight on the paw which means the pain is subsiding. She's happy to greet my roommate once again, and she even begged for food last night (which I spoiled her with two hot dogs because she's been through a lot).

She's on the mend, the treatments may be working. Though without knowing what the bacteria is immune to, it's going to mean a lot of trial and error to get this under control for good.

My Situation

I won't go into my sob story great length since this is about Annabelle. But I left a really bad relationship about 2 years ago, moved out to California for a job opportunity to be in my field... and Dang, it's expensive out here. Rent takes up half my monthly salary and I wish I was exaggerating. It's tough. I have barely been able to save up anything and I live very frugally to make ends meet. My pets always come before me, their needs get met before mine and I make sure they eat better than I do. They are my world.

I had to get Annabelle spayed last August, and because she is a Dane, I also had her stomach tacked to help prevent bloat (You can Google it. It's a Great Dane issue). I used Care Credit to fund that. She had sickness associated with the surgery which required a lot of vet visits, and Care Credit came into play again. Then my cat got sick a few times... and my Care Credit is maxed out. They can possibly raise my limit, but I will know in 7-10 days.

I don't have 7-10 days. I am running out of money and the vets I have found don't take payment plans because they push you to Care Credit. They require money up front, which I don't have anymore of. I've dug into my IRA and will deal with penalties later. The $1000 I pulled out yesterday is already gone to the vet, I am broke once more.

My family is poor, I can't get it from them. My savings are burnt up from this. I really don't know where else to go. I am so ashamed to be asking for help, and hope no one thinks poorly of me for it.

Help Needed

I hate asking for any help, but this girl is my baby. Anyone who knows me knows that this dog is my world. I talk about her nonstop, I take her everywhere I go. I make sure she has the best possible life I can give her, and I go without in order to give it to her.

I have had a rough few years and she's been able to bring me so much joy. I seriously can't imagine life without my giant beast of a dog. She's a cuddle buddy who loves nothing more than being loved on by a human. She doesn't have a mean bone in her body and adores everyone she meets.



(This is a photo from a month or so ago. She's snuggling in bed with Kevin on a Sunday like we do every Sunday until this last one shook us all up.)

If you know of any charities that would donate to the vet on behalf of Annabelle to get her the services we need, please let me know. I am researching it a bit, and doing my best to find help that I can get right away. This all happened so fast and needs to be treated fast. If you know of a vet in the Orange County, CA area that would take payments or help me out, that would work great too. I just need it quick.

Knowing I can save her if I just had the money... I have to at least try. I have to at least ask.

Don't feel any obligation whatsoever, especially if you have helped me in the past with anything whatsoever. I don't want to be greedy or pushy. Several people have asked to help me with the vet bills and I am passing this along because I can't deny that I need help. If you can't help financially, but want to help out somehow, then feel free to pass this along. Pass it along anywhere you can think of, I don't mind.

Anything. Any little bit will help here. Even your thoughts and prayers mean the world to me since I believe in the power of positive energy. So keep those coming as well. Or just pass it on even. Maybe someone out there can help me in a way I never would have thought of on my own. You just never know.

Thanks everyone. I will try to make sure everyone gets at least a personalized "thank you" card if I get your address (so please consider leaving that. I may include a photo of Annabelle once she's healthy once more). I am more than willing to repay the favor in any way I possibly can. Never hesitate to ask.

For more about Annabelle, here's a video and a public post I wrote up about her. You can see that she really is a terrific dog and I love her so much.

http://pixie117.livejournal.com/616200.html







If the link doesn't work, my paypal e-mail address is kristenrericha@gmail.com. Apparently people are having issues there. I apologize for that :/


 
 
25 May 2012 @ 10:12 am

After a spat of straight contemporary reads this year, I finally started looking at my TBR for a nice fantasy and my eye landed on The Cloud Roads, a book I picked up at LunaCon. This book has been on my radar after a joint review at The Book Smugglers, but Kristen putting it on her favorites list sealed it. I think Kristen has great taste in fantasy, and have resolved to listen to her when she recommends something.

The Cloud Roads
Martha Wells

The Premise: Moon is a orphan who doesn't know exactly what he is. The sole survivor of the massacre of his mother and young siblings, Moon has wandered among the groundlings, blending in with his own earth-bound form, for much of his life. When no one is looking, he shape-shifts into a scaled, winged creature with claws, frills around his head, and a long tail. Unfortunately, once shifted, he has more than a passing similarity to the Fell, a reviled, sociopathic race with no purpose than to conquering and decimating cities, leaching all resources, and moving on to restart the cycle elsewhere. Moon is not a Fell, but he looks like one, and if his secret form is discovered, the consequences could be dire. And then Moon meets another shape-shifter just like him, who wants to take Moon back to his colony. Moon accepts the offer, if only to find out more about his race, but this stranger has more than altruistic motives for bringing Moon to the others. Moon doesn't know just how crucial he is to the survival of this colony, nor is it certain he would he have come if he'd known of its recent upheavals.

My Thoughts: The lost orphan making his way in the world. It's a common trope in the fantasy genre, but ever since I read The Belgariad I've loved it. There's something about the search for identity and the possibilities within the Fantasy landscape that I adore. Add this to another trope I have a thing for, which is discovering new cultures through a character's eyes, and you've got me eagerly absorbing the story of Moon finding his people.

The Cloud Roads establishes Moon's isolated and temporary lifestyle early on. Typically Moon spends his day hunting alone, then comes home to the hut and the two women he shares it with (assigned to him by the Cordan camp). Sometimes, he sneaks out of the camp at night and assumes his other form. Always, this is in secret:

"Moon had been very young when his mother and siblings had been killed, and she had never told him where they had come from. For a long time he had searched sky-islands looking for some trace of his own people. The islands flew; it stood to reason that the inhabitants might be shifters who could fly. But he had never found anything, and now he just explored because it gave him something to do.
When Moon had first joined the Cordans, he hadn't thought of staying this long. He had lived with other people he had liked--most recently the Jandin, who had lived in cliff caves above a waterfall, and the Hassi, with their wooden city high in the air atop a thick mat of link-trees--but something always happened. The Fell came or someone got suspicious of him and he had to move on."

The opening sentence of The Cloud Roads warns us that things are to change for Moon ("Moon had been thrown out of a lot of groundling settlements and camps, but he hadn't expected it from the Cordans."), and it soon does. Things happen very quickly, and suddenly Moon is on a journey with Stone, an older shapeshifter. Stone is a Raksura, and so is Moon. Stone wants Moon to come to his colony, Indigo Cloud Court, and Moon agrees, both because Moon has no where else to go, and because he has a burning desire to learn what he is. At the colony, Moon meets the Raksura, a race of shapeshifters with different attributes -- some that can shift to winged shape (the Aeriat class) which are the warriors and royals, and others that only have a ground form (the Arbora) which are hunters, mentors, soldiers and teachers. It's a hive-type society where everyone has their role and place in the overall hierarchy, and the queens are its rulers. Moon is an awkward outsider at first, but he was born a consort, with all the privileges and expectations that that brings. He just has to figure out how to be one. As a solitary, he's grown up less sheltered and pampered than he normally would be.

There is enough from Stone's not-being-quite-forthcoming to make a guess where the story would go, but I was never exactly right. Just when I thought I knew what would happen, something else would. The Cloud Roads had a very dynamic plot -- new problems were always being thrown into the mix and Moon and the other Raksura spend a lot of time having to react to the latest fire, but at the same time, this was done quite smoothly. I never felt like anything was forced, and Moon's adjustment to everything had just as much page-time as the threats to Indigo Cloud Court. There is plenty of time for Moon to make both friends and enemies among the Raksura and to begin to understand their politics and culture. Meanwhile, there are also threats outside the colony that need to be dealt with. The outside enemies are your typical shadowy bad guys (although there were suggestions of their viewpoints, they weren't delved into), but I was okay with this because Moon's fledgling relationship with the other Raksura felt like the primary focus.

There are also several races in The Cloud Roads world. None are human, although a couple are human-like. There are lizard-like people, snail-like people, tusked people, tentacle-faced people, and opalescent people. There's the feeling that there are many more. This is a big world and Moon and the Raksura don't know all that is in it. When Moon and others venture out, they are journeys to places they haven't been to before, so there's always an element of wonder and discovery. And it's quite lovely: the fantastic vistas and architectural marvels captures the romantic notions of fantasy. I particularly liked how the artifacts of past civilizations dotting the landscape added a sense of lost history to the world building.

Overall: A hive-like society, an orphan in search of his people, and a world populated by strange races, none of them human. The Cloud Roads is recognizable fantasy, but with a fresh spin. I really enjoyed the mix of comfort and creativity as well as the imaginative world building, but I was won over by Moon's personal struggles. I felt empathy for his initial loneliness and culture shock, and I wanted to see him thrive in his new place. I recommend this for traditional fantasy fans who like feel-good adventure and maybe a drop of romance.

I already started reading the sequel, The Serpent Sea, and will probably also buy the third book of this trilogy, The Siren Depths, when it comes out in December this year.

Buy: Amazon | Powell's | The Book Depository

Other reviews:
Fantasy book cafe - 8/10
The Book Smugglers - 7 (Thea) and 8 (Ana)
Calico Reaction - 7 (A good read)
Starmetal Oak Reviews - 8 (out of 10)

 
 
25 May 2012 @ 07:42 am
Mason is currently reading a book called BLOODY JACK: A Curious Tale of the Adventures of Mary "Jackie" Faber, A Ship's Boy by L.A. Meyer. He's positively giddy about this story which is about a kick-butt, cross-dressing girl in the British navy during the time of pirates. I'm always pleased at the extent to which the gender of the story means absolutely NOTHING to Mason. He'll read any book that interests him, and completely defies that old publishing adage that boys will only read stories with boy heros.

In fact, one of his favorite series was the DEAR DUMB DIARY books which are about a girl, Jamie, who has a whole lot of boy trouble in middle school. Those books are also really hillarious and written, interestingly, by a man.

The one area in which his reading tastes run more "boy" is when it comes down to a preferrence between Nancy Drew or the Hardy Boys. We have far more Hardy Boys in the house than Nancy Drew, but, I have a feeling that once he's torn through all those Hardy Boys, Nancy will look a lot more interesting. :-)

I'm not sure what I'm trying to say about this except that I think it's amazingly damaging to keep insisting that boys need boy heros. I'm all for more girl-power books (and if this belief is the only thing fueling all those books, well then I'll put up with it,) but I think that boys will read those too, if given a chance. Certainly my boy will. If the story is good, he's there.

When I mentioned this on Facebook my friend and middle-grade writer Kurtis Scaletta suggested that boys will read books about friendships and romance "in SECRET." I told him that I hope that the e-reader can do for young boys what it's done for erotica and the middle-aged woman, which is to say, make reading whatever the hell they like less "shameful" since no one can judge the e-reader by its cover, as it were.
 
 
25 May 2012 @ 03:59 am
Things I learned from this year's Keycon:

Yes, these are all legit things that happened at con this past weekend. )
Tags:
 
 
Feeling:: geekygeeky
 
 
25 May 2012 @ 12:29 am
I replied, in my previous comment thread, to a comment, and then realized that I had more - I know this will come as a surprise to you all - to say.

One of the hallmarks of an ASD child and his general speech is that ASD children can talk non-stop for hours about the topics which interest them. Or obsess them. From an outsider's perspective, it's often hard to separate the two.

They frequently cannot talk about anything else. When my oldest was in elementary school, I could ask him about his school day, but by the time he crossed the threshold and entered the house, the last thing he wanted to talk about was school. At all. I therefore got a blank stare, when he was younger, or "it was fine" when he was older. That was the extent of the information I was given. For this reason, among others, I was in steady contact with his teachers in the early years.

My oldest was that variety of Aspergers which is precociously verbal. He taught himself to read in order to play The Incredible Machine and Diablo. He couldn't stand to wait for us to read things to him, in the first case (all of the level goals were of course in words), or wait for me to tell him what items the monsters had dropped, in the second.

He could talk about Diablo or the incredible machine for days. So I played the Incredible Machine and Diablo. We played Diablo together on the home network. I played video games before he was born, and after, so we had an interest in common.

The interest in common was very helpful in turning the exposition or monologue into a dialogue, because he wanted to talk about the things that interested him.

To a lesser extent, all children are like this. They want to be heard. ASD, non-ASD, they want to be heard. ASD children are developmentally much younger than normative children, and their social skills are therefore several years behind the curve. When other children are engaging in conversation, the ASD child will be engaging in monologue, because he is arrested at the 'want to be heard' level for far longer than the other children.

I was asked, by the parent of a five year old ASD boy, what I'd done to cause my nine year old son to converse. The prevailing thought is that it is neither healthy nor normal to allow an ASD child to monologue, and if the child is doing this, he must be stopped.

I'm afraid I disagree with this.

I'm afraid I disagree with this. )
 
 
24 May 2012 @ 02:52 pm
Some thoughts inspired by a recent conversation with [info]branna, concerning technological change in fantasy secondary worlds.

Really, that title should be, "is a given piece of technology inevitable?" Humans are tool users and fiddlers-around-with. All primates, I gather, have figured out how to pick up a rock to smash open a fruit or a stick to knock high-growing fruit down to their level. I've seen footage of a wild chimp using an abandoned tin can as a cup. The difference: somewhere in the early days of genus Homo our particular brand of primate began fiddling around with the rocks and sticks, and technology was born.

Once the fiddling starts, it doesn't stop. BUT that does not mean that every single piece of technology we have today is pre-ordained. There is not some inevitable path that "progress" takes. I remember when I used to have time for RPGS. In TRAVELLER, I think it was, there was a list of "tech levels" for planets and sapient species, ranging in tidy steps from rock throwing to atom bombs and beyond. In far more academic sources, scientists wondering about alien civilizations have speculated that most destroy themselves "as soon as they get atomic weapons."

But who says they will get them? more ramblings )
 
 
Feeling:: thoughtfulthoughtful
 
 
The other week, I came to the Stanford campus to do some work. My "regular" parking garage was full, so I had to find parking out by the hospital. This lot was adjacent to the Stanford mausoleum, and, as I had no meetings that afternoon, it was logical to spend the time to walk to it.

As the link (here) explains, the mausoleum was built by the Stanford family to house their remains, along with those of their son (Leland Stanford Jr, whose early death inspired the formation of the school). Additionally, there is a sentimental "weeper" statue as a memorial to Mrs Stanford's brother. Try not to think of the Dr Who angels, I dare you!


But first ... a succulent garden


Front of the mausoleum


Sphinx!!!


A portrait of the Stanford family in idealized better days, with emblems of the college's disciplines below


The Angel of Grief
 
 
24 May 2012 @ 04:58 pm
We have passes to give away for the upcoming movie Chernobyl Diaries.  Each pass is good for two people, and can be used at any theatre in the Cineplex/Odeon/Galaxy family, starting June 4th.  We've also got T-shirts (complete with nuclear hazard trefoil!) too.

Want one?  Drop us a note at: contest(at)bakkaphoenixbooks(dot)com, and name your favourite radioactive mutant.  Monsters, heroes and madmen are all welcome. 

 
 
Faster Gun

Cover art for my novelette "Faster Gun,"  (Working title: "John Henry Holliday is Sick of the These Time-Traveling Assholes") forthcoming on Tor.com this summer.

The artist is Richard Anderson.
 
 
Feeling:: pleasedpleased
LIstening to:: the sound of thunder and the hum of the refrigerator
 
 
24 May 2012 @ 10:13 am
Three things.

Item #1: FELT TIPS

FELT TIPS, the world's first anthology of office supply erotica, now has a table of contents. You can peruse it on editor Tiffany Reisz's blog. I'm on there, along with lots of other fantastic people.

FELT TIPS also has a release date: December 12th, 2012. That's 12-12-12, no matter whether you put the month, the year, or the day first. (I'm a day-month-year kind of a girl, myself.)

I'll let you know as soon as the book is available for preorder, then post incessant buy-it-buy-it-buy-it reminders as the date draws nigh.

Item #2: Book Expo America

BEA is nearly upon us, and my calendar is not so full as it could be. I've arranged an American cell number for when I'm down there, so e-mail me (or DM me on Twitter) if you want to be in touch and/or do things! (Perhaps things involving beer, in a not-getting-drunk-just-enjoying-the-taste sense? Or duck pancakes?) I want to get my money's worth out of this unlimited plan o' mine, too, so I'm totally open to being week-long text buddies with US & Canadian folks who aren't attending BEA. :)

I'll be there from the 2nd to the 10th. My cell plan starts on the 3rd, though I might add in the 2nd if I feel like I need to.

I should also note that I'm rather shy, so if you haven't heard a peep from me, it doesn't mean I don't want to see you in New York. It just means I'm leery of imposing myself on you in case you're all, "That Memory chick? Uh..." Y'know?

Item #3: Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Y'all know I haven't been reading as much as I'm accustomed to. That's at least partly because I've spent the last couple of months immersed in the Buffyverse.

I've had such a marvelous time there that I wanted to do something bloggish to express my love for Buffy et al. At first, I figured I'd have a Buffy Week. That quickly grew to a Buffy Fortnight when I realized how much I wanted to say, then Three Weeks of Buffy when I decided to solicit some guest posts.

Then it hit me that I had more than a month's worth of posts in mind.

The festivities begin this Sunday. More details then.





Back In the Day:
 
 
Book 58: Down the Darkest Road (Oak Knoll #3).
Author: Tami Hoag, 2011.
Genre: Police Procedural. Crime Fiction. Period Fiction.
Other Details: Hardback. 432 pages

The third in this series moves forward a few years to 1990 and happily Oak Knoll has been free from further serial killers. At the opening of the novel Lauren Lawton, widowed after the death of her husband, has moved with her daughter, Leah, to Oak Knoll. Four years previously in Santa Barbara Lauren's 16-year old daughter had disappeared. No trace of her was ever found and no one was ever arrested even though Lauren was certain she knew the identity of the man who had taken her oldest daughter. However, with no evidence the Santa Barbara police had been powerless to move against him even when Lauren reported he was stalking her and her remaining family.

When Lauren spots the suspect in Oak Knoll it seems that the nightmare is beginning again. An encounter with detective Tony Mendez brings the case to the attention of Oak Knoll Sheriff's Department and they begin to investigate both the cold case and the possibility that there is another predator in their midst.

Even though now set in 1990, Hoag is still able to explore an earlier time when forensic and other investigative techniques were still being developed. Hoag paints a powerful portrait of a woman whose loss of her teenage daughter and inability to see the man she believes responsible for her abduction brought to justice has taken her to the brink of madness. I didn't find Lauren particularly sympathetic though as the story developed I could better appreciate her character. My sympathies lay more with Leah, who was 12 when her sister disappeared, and since had been over-protected and sidelined at the same time.

I chose this as a final book for a 7-day Read-a-thon confident that once began I'd have a hard time putting it down. I do hope that Tami Hoag continues to write more in this series, as she suggests in her introduction.

Book 59: Two for the Money (Stephanie Plum #2) .
Author: Janet Evanovich, 1996.
Genre: Chick Lit Crime Fiction. Comedy/Drama.
Other Details: Audio Book, Unabridged 9 hours, 1 min. Read by C. J. Critt.

Novice bounty hunter Stephanie Plum attempts to track down Kenny Mancuso, who has just shot his best friend. Mancuso is also a distant relation of Joe Morelli, whom we we were introduced to in the first outing for Stephanie.

A friend who is very into this series advised our reading group at the meeting to discuss One for the Money that the second book was even funnier. As I had certainly enjoyed the first, I decided to have this as my audiobook in the car. I find myself in agreement with my friend. The characters and setting having been established in One for the Money, Evanovich seemed to allow herself to have a lot of fun with her rather inept bounty hunter.

I found myself giggling quite often at the situations that Stephanie found herself in. Overall it proved perfect for in-car listening as the plot is quite simple and its first person narration engaging.

Cross-posted to [info]50bookchallenge.
 
 
23 May 2012 @ 10:03 pm

1) Do I really think everyone should be barcoded?

 Of course not.  

 Seriously...you thought it was for real?   After hearing about responses to the photographer who thought everyone should be limited to just one photo a day, you still thought this was a dead-serious part of the discussion?   The term "Empress of the Universe" wasn't a clue that this was a science fiction writer making something up?   

 2) So why....?

 The format of "The Forum" has this sixty second idea thing in it.   I was told it was the entertaining, fun part of the show.   I interpreted that as "light-hearted interlude."  Participants are asked to come up with an idea--however impractical, impossible, unnecessary, and/or undesirable.   The BBC staff picks one and the person whose idea it was is then supposed to present and defend it.  

 I don't know about the others, but I tossed out several ideas over the phone, and they didn't seem to create any interest.   The idea is supposed to be related to the day's topic (there went my idea for putting solar panels on top of cars in all sunny climes...)   It's not supposed to be related to things the participant has already  given as points they might want to make in the main discussion (there went another idea or two, including an implant to manage aberrant brain chemistry in soldiers so they wouldn't commit stress-related  errors, have rage episodes, maybe even prevent PTSD) or points  put forward by the other participants when  their main statements are known (and there went something else I didn't even mention to them.)   When the first few got "Yes, but..." reactions, I thought "Oh, good, someone else's idea will be used."   I'd been told the right one would be picked on the weekend.  The weekend went by.  Whew.  Off the hook.

Then came Monday.   "We're really looking forward to your 60-second  idea."    What??!!  I guess it's understandable...if you've got a science fiction writer on tap, let her come up with ideas.  Maybe they'll be...off  the wall.   Exciting.  Innovative.  

Read more... )
 
 
Feeling:: awake
 
 
23 May 2012 @ 10:06 pm
The first trailer for The Great Gatsby is out!



Full disclosure: I will forever not care about this book, for many reasons. Sure, if Kate Beaton can cut your book to the quick in five strips, that's pretty telling, but also because sophomore year of high school, it was the book my English teacher that year chose to suck all possible beauty out of, right down to mandatory dioramas.

My diorama was Gatsby's closet, which was a tiny table (round white pizza-box-support) stacked with Ken shirts, and then a "close up" of some of my beloved costume-fabric swatches folded nicely along the right-hand side. I included all the fabrics named in the book, the entire height of the diorama, and pasted the quote along the back of the diorama, and all the things one does when one is working on a diorama at the kitchen table at 2 in the morning. When asked why I chose this scene, I said, "Because it's the one where I laughed the hardest."

And man, Baz Luhrmann brought that scene to life! (Didn't you laugh? I did.)

For a book with such emphasis on imagery, The Great Gatsby is difficult to film. None of the characters are heroic; many of them are ciphers even to themselves. Nick is a hanger-on; Daisy is beautiful, but her attractiveness largely lies in a laconic charm and a vagueness that gets interpreted as deep feeling when it's not; Gatsby is driven, but as an American Dream Symbolism stand-in, he's too busy being symbolic to do more than dazzle and then disappoint others. The nuances of the prose disappear, and you're left with a bunch of rich people in a room talking about new money and sleeping around and throwing champagne.

However, Baz Luhrmann isn't afraid of nuance! He's going to make that nuance loud as shit! He's going to make his movie 3D and throw the malaise of the twentieth century RIGHT INTO YOUR EYEBALLS. THOSE SHIRTS WILL FUCKING RAIN ON YOU.

(Things that will also fucking rain on you include: Leonardo DiCaprio's Frown Acting, which he's going to deploy at varying decibels until he wins that Oscar, dammit! Meanwhile, Carey Mulligan probably has Daisy down; Tobey Maguire...is definitely your guy if you're looking for a vaguely-insufferable POV character; Elizabeth Debicki has promise; Joel Edgerton is amazeballs and I have high hopes for him here, except that many another good actor has fallen into the Luhrmann Spectacle Vortex before him. When the music is doing most of the emoting in your trailer, you have the John Carter of Mars trailer, is all I'm saying.)

And you know, I find the Twenties fascinating. I am always down for a huge symbolic flapper party with an air of desperation underneath it! We know Baz Luhrmann can put together a musical number (it's pretty much the only thing he can do well with any consistency). However, most of his musical numbers are at least fond, if not utterly sincere; if he plans to highlight the anxiety under the thrill in Gatsby, the trailer doesn't show it. I'm willing to wait on that one until there's more to go on, but something tells me that for Baz, the inside of his head is just this praise squad, all the time:



And I have my doubts.