What I Just Finished Reading
I wanted something quick to read on my Kindle, and so picked up Uncharted Territory, by Connie Willis. This is early Willis, and it's not quite as polished as her more recent work, but it was ( Spoiler! ) a fun read.
Since I still wanted more quick e-book stuff, I picked up a Star Wars Challenge on Worlds Without End and read Moving Target: A Princess Leia Adventure and Smuggler's Run: A Han and Chewbacca Adventure, both very light and popcorn-y. And then, because I wasn't quite ready to be done with Star Wars, I read Phasma, by Delilah Dawson, which was NOT light and popcorny. Let's be honest: we know that the only reason we loved Captain Phasma in SF:TWA is that we knew it was Gwendoline Christie under all that shiny metal. How bad could she be?
This Phasma is not that Phasma.And then, when I was temporarily out of Star Wars stuff, I read Reincarnation Blues. I had seen this compared to Good Omens, so I thought, "Great!" The parts that were light and fun were fun, and a quick read, but the darker turns, where the whole reincarnation business isn't working out too well, were QUITE dark, and hard to read. So I'm not sure how I felt about the book overall. (And I don't know why on Earth they asked Robin Hobb and Sherwood Smith to blurb this book, since it's about as far from their stuff as a fantasy can possibly, possibly be.)
This Phasma is a stone-cold bitch determined to survive and prosper no matter who or what stands in her way, and her origin story is fascinating and horrifying.
This Phasma would have strangled Finn, Han, and Chewie with their own entrails without breaking a sweat.
If this is the Phasma of The Last Jedi, oh wow, we are all in BIG TROUBLE.
Oh, I forgot, I also read Rebel Rising, another Star Wars, this one with Jyn Erso's backstory. If you've seen Rogue One then you know that her story is not one of flowers and dancing unicorns, but the novel was very well written and engaging.
What I Am Currently Reading
Leia, Princess of Alderaan, by Claudia Grey, which is just excellent (as is to be expected from Claudia Grey.) This begins with Leia at sixteen, and I imagine it will end just where Rogue One did. I am looking forward to finishing this later this afternoon.
Autonomous which came out yesterday and which I picked up yesterday (♥ my library system). Just EXCELLENT and something I expect to see on all the awards lists next year. Very topical, fast-paced, engaging characters including one really hilarious bot, original plot.
What I Am Reading Next
Also published yesterday, and picked up yesterday, Null States by Malka Older, political thriller/scifi, the sequel to Infomocracy, which I read last year and liked a lot.
Waiting for me at the FCPL: At the Table of Wolves by Kay Kenyon, which I only just heard about the other day, and didn't expect to get so soon. Look at that cover! Looks like someone's trying to sell it as a cross between "The Man in the High Castle" and "Agent Carter". We shall see!
But autumn is upon us and I am feeling better enough that I've caught up to my Goodreads challenge of the year (which is just the same as last year rounded up, and I was a couple of books behind, having got loads ahead in the spring).
I also noticed that two years ago, I read a lot of dross that I picked up in the library, and last year I read mostly recommendations and it went a lot better, and this year I've read almost entirely recommendations and presents, and have enjoyed a lot more. I think I've been too busy reading random stuff that wasn't very enjoyable to listen to you lot.
So, here's my question - what's a book that 'everyone's read' that you would recommend? Imagine I've been living under a rock for the last ten years.
My contribution is 'The Bray House' by Eilís Ní Dhuibhne . It's Irish post apocalyptic fiction, and it's super popular in Ireland, the sort of book you find in guesthouses &c throughout the land. It's also brilliant.
Overall it's gone pretty well. I was nervous of feeling out of place but I really haven't. Everyone's been nice and neither I nor anyone else has called attention to me being twice their age (though I have felt it, especially since I keep coming home and taking naps, and they've been going out every night according to scraps of overheard conversation).
I've done all the bureaucracy: enrolled on everything (except my language, working on that), got my student card, met my advisor, peppered my department's admin with questions...I've been to welcome talks and figured out where some of the rooms in the rabbit warren that is the building I'll be spending most of my time in.
I've made a friend! I went to this divisional "party" thing on Monday, which is where you stand in an echoy room with a bunch of other people standing inexplicably close together. This was on Monday so I was at my most self-conscious and sure no one would talk to me, but she just walked right up and did. She's called Kitty...well, she's not because she's Chinese and can't expect people to say her name. But she told it to me, Weijia, and I said it back to her and she said my pronunciation was good but I can't remember it now! She turned up in the group meeting with our advisor today, and we were happy to see each other.
I had my introductory meeting with disability services yesterday, too. Which was great, but kind of weird. I left it convinced that if I'd had even half that support when I first went to college, I wouldn't have to be trying again now. At the time I was still firmly of the belief that I wasn't mentally ill, I was just rubbish. So much of that could have been different.
But then if it was I might not have written so much that Andrew saw on LiveJournal and he wouldn't have been able to identify with me as much as he did and maybe wouldn't have wanted to talk to me and I certainly wouldn't have visited him here if my life had stayed on the track it was supposed to be on. Things would be so different down the other leg of the trousers of time that it doesn't bear thinking about.
I've been to see my GP today about all the tiredness. It turns out that fatigue and vertigo are side-effects of one of my medications, the one that we increased the dose of at just about the same time I started to feel exhausted and dizzy. So I'm switching to a new drug tomorrow morning. Fingers crossed that will do the trick - both of stopping me feeling crap and also of keeping my diabetes under control. (I'm having blood tests next week too, just in case.) This is making me feel optimistic.
What did I do INSTEAD of reading? I wish I knew. Part of this, I think, is getting back into the "Back to School" mode. Mason was sick with a cold late last week (he missed school on Friday), and then Shawn promptly caught it. So I've been doing a lot of nursemaiding.
Ugh. Work just called. They wanted me to go into New Brighton's' branch tonight and work 5 to 8. I probably should have said yes, but I work both tomorrow and Friday.
Also? It's MasterChef's finale tonight.
I know this sounds stupid, but ever since Mason was very small we have, as a family, been fans of MasterChef. It's the one network TV show we actually tune in for. All three of us gather in the TV room upstairs and adjust the rabbit ears so that we can watch the show. It's not even all that great. Most people would probably prefer The Great British Baking Show or Iron Chef. Not us. We're faithful to Gordon Ramsey and his disappointed looks and rants about things that are "rawr."
For once, too, the contestants left standing at the end are all weirdos. There's one white guy, but he's fully tattooed, bleach blond, and heroin-addict skinny... and a super-odd, with very Italian-American from Brooklyn accent. Currently, I'm rooting for Jason, an Asian-American guy who comes with a male partner, kind of BECAUSE he's gay (though he is one of the most cheerful people they've had on). The other contestant is Eboni, a black woman from Chicago. We like them all. This is one of the few times where we won't be disappointed with whoever wins.
Skipping work for TV, though? Probably I'm going to hell.
Imani wanted this cake for her wedding, only with bright lime green flowers instead of pink:
She got this:
And Meredith asked for this design with little pumpkins instead of apples:
... but she got this:
And finally, as a baker herself, Zoey decided to keep her wedding cake design SUPER simple to avoid potential wreckage:
No piping required! Just plain frosted tiers and colored sugar crystals!
Say it with me, now:
What could possibly go wrong?
Oooh, Sherlock, you so bad.
Thanks to Imani R., Meredith R., & Zoey K., who want to know if I seriously just turned this post into a SuperWhoLock love fest. And the answer is yes, YES I DID.
"Rosh Hashanah is about relationships. Whether between individuals and the God in whom they believe, communities and the traditions which define them, or simply between individuals, whether any God or tradition is part of their lives, it's all about sustaining relationships which sustain us and help us do the same for others." -- Rabbi Brad Hirschfield
Gregorian: 2017 September 20
Julian: 2017 September 07
Hebrew: 5777 Elul 29 --- sundown will be the start of 5778 Tishrei 01
Islamic: 1438 Dhu I-Hijja 28
Persian: 1396 Shahrivar 29
Indian: 1939 Bhadra 29
Coptic: 1734 Thout 10
No of course I didn't break out the old Haydn concerto what do you take me for.
...that's tomorrow. Today I broke out the Bach Partita.
*Our new all-clad skillets are fucking amazing.
*...I am SURE there was something else specific to today that went here but I lost it, so instead: I just wandered through my list of crafts projects and lo and behold I DO in fact have 3-5 stitching projects that don't take a lot of setup, which will be RATHER crucial to my sanity as there's only so much of the lace mesh for bottle holders I can take. Or the garter for the straps.
*One of these days I might ever get back to participating in politics instead of skimming my feeds in horror, but it is not this day and the rest of the month isn't looking so fucking good either. I just can't, with a whole lot of shit right now, which is SO not helping any of the mental stuff but at the same time... I kinda really have to prioritize keeping me and mine from totally losing our shit? So.