I do it every time...current reading

Once again, reading too much at once.

I had ordered Tobias Bucknell's Sly Mongoose through ILLwhen I first read about it - shortly after it came out. Being so new, most places wouldn't lend it. So I began something else in the meantime - Lincoln's Melancholy (see mention here). I'm enjoying it. I don't read too much non-fiction that isn't anthropology, archaeology, or mandated for class. This is something very different - historical psychology of sorts. I'm only up to 1841 and one of Lincoln's great breakdowns and crazy moments. He jumped out a window.

A couple days ago Sly Mongoose came in. So I started it. The loan period on it isn't v. long, and I doubt they'll grant a renewal since it is from their new books shelf. Not sure what I think thus far. It's heavy sci-fi spec - he's making up new planets, species, words - the whole deal. Thus far a guy fell from space, a city in the sky is near poverty, and a dude is dead. Too early to tell.

It is still interesting how our societies idea of spec fic has changed. The sci-fi that caught me on to the genre was the classic Asimov-type stuff of the 1950s and 60s. Most of the scenarios were utopias, or utopias crumbling. Or they were hopeful - in the future all is equal and cars fly. I still gravitate twds that type now and then. Sometimes you need optimism and flying cars.
Already in Sly Mongoose it is aparent that the future is not happy alien friendships. There's been invasion, denial of aliens, death, and poverty. And I'm less than 50 pages in. But that's good sci-fi, too. What WILL the future be like? Why will we leave this planet for another, and who among us will leave? It's naive to think that aliens species we encounter will be friendly. It's good to really think, "What's possible?"

So I'm reading about the past and future - all while trying to forget the present.

Also, have fallen in love with the illustrations of Laurel Long. Picked up The Magic Nesting Doll because of the pretty cover. Now have another by her and one on the way. Her style is elegant with a Russian feel to it. Image search for her on google

I like things a little Gorey

I have been reading Edward Gorey's Amphigorey, a collection of his books all under one cover, and of course, I am smitten. I don't remember the first time I ever saw a Gorey illustration, or read one of his quirky stories. All I remember is always adoring his work.
Will now indulge myself in a Gorey orgy - reading books after book. At Halloween his style of art is perfect - the dark and macabre, his wonderful skeletons and creepy Victorian scenes. It is no wonder that "Mystery" took his work for the opening - who better to illustrate a murder than the man who drew The Gashleycrumb Tinies.
Re-reading the Tinies, and other stories of his, it makes me think about how Amphigorey is in the children's section (PZ7 in the Lib of Congress classification). Granted, he never did me any harm as a child, but parents today are uptight and paranoid that the slightest thing will make their child scarred for life or a pervert, or worse, make them look like bad parents. I love the dark and gothic feel of his art, and I am not a dark person. Maybe he's just too loved. There must be someone out there who is terribly against him. There always id. Stupid is a guarantee in this world.

All I know is that I will never have enough Gorey in my life. I have long considered turning one of his illustrations in to a tattoo - that way I can take him with me wherever I go.

Harry Potter and the Dealthy Hallows

Yes, I am a Potter fan. I refused in the beginning to be a part of the hoopla, but my sister pushed me. I snuck a watch at the first movie (by then I think the second film was already out) and Maggie Smith made me read the book. ^_^

So, since then, the Potter series has eaten my soul. I went to college where I met people who were more in to the 'fandom' and sucked me into it a bit as well. I even took part in a roll-play or two (eek!). But now it is over. I have my soul back - a little battered and worn, but no longer lurking in dark corners of Hogwarts looking for horcruxes and potions masters.

I'd never been so excited to get a book as I was for this one (even more than Warren Ellis's Crooked Little Vein). For the first time ever, I pre-ordered it. It got to me on Saturday the 21st, I ripped open the box and began reading.

There were, of course mixed emotions throughout my reading. I am that annoying type of person who gets emotionally attached to fictional characters, so it was difficult seeing these people die and get hurt. In addition, Rowling went places I didn't want her to. I found myself yelling out loud at the lump of paper in front of me. The book was better written then some of the others (coughbook5cough). Though some sections were not written or plotted in the greatest way, I felt that style and grace were often put aside for the sake of the fans. There was a lot

I am actually finishing this 'review' months after my initial reading - just never got around to it. I think I'll read it again soonish and really pour out my thoughts. But overall, I'm both sad and glad that the series is over. I hope she never sells out and goes back on her word about not writing more about their lives. I think that their futures are important, but can be left in the realm of fanfic-ers.