And hoping #2 is having a great time at the party!
And hoping #2 is having a great time at the party!
When previously we discussed books, #2 had recommended Secrets of Drearcliff Grange School. #1 now vehemently recommends this book as well. Sooooo good. DC1 also loved it.
Speaking of DC1 and books about magical schools, both DC1 and I have really enjoyed the The Ever Afters Series by Shelby Bach, about a fairytale after school program. I couldn’t put the second book down, though I had to put the third book down from time to time because, like with Harry Potter, that’s when stuff gets real. We have the final book on hold at the library. (Currently reading!)
I’ve started reading Elizabeth Hoyt. Her books are fine, but it is true they are a bit repetitive. Probably best not to read all of them in a row, but to just pick out the best or to take long breaks between. Check out, don’t buy. Think late 18th century batman complete with revenge motives. Lots of batmans with lots of different revenge motives (including the standard dead parents) and different Arthurs and different aristocratic super villains. Also, for some reason, dogs. Duke of midnight was going fine until an attempted rape of a minor character whose sole purpose was as a macguffin and to show the good character of a male character, and shortly after the hero roughly shakes the heroine until it hurts her. Ugh. The next book in the series has a minor female character beaten to death (in the past) as another macguffin (also as character development for the heroine and another villain). And after that Dearest Rogue has rape of a minor female character (in the past) as macguffin and character development for the hero! Also attempted rape of the heroine. Good grief, can’t she come up with any other way to drive the plot or develop character? But if you don’t mind the violence-against-women-as-macguffin-and-character-development trope…
This Rake of Mine by Elizabeth Boyle was great fun if you can completely suspend your disbelief and ignore historical accuracy (the main complaints in low star reviews). If you think of it as a farce it’s fun! Though about 3/4 of the way through there’s a couple of spots where the author obviously ran out of time (and the editor didn’t fix it) and told rather than showed. Not great literature, but no sexual violence against women! Along came a duke though was super boring and I skipped most of the middle. That could have used less writing. Her highest rated, the viscount who lived down the lane was fine but could have used editing. I think I will not seek out the rest of her stuff.
Tried a Lisa Kleypas, specifically Dreaming of You, but she is REALLY into attempted rape as a trope. I mean seriously, lady. Also so much gratuitous stupidity. I can buy the matchmaking lady inviting the hero and the heroine to a house party without them knowing about the other, but inviting the woman who sent the goons who scarred the hero’s face (that the heroine shot in the first chapter) to the same house party when you’re trying to set the hero and heroine up and you know that the villain will try to kill the heroine if she knows that the hero loves her… That’s just causing drama for drama’s sake. There was a better way to arrange that (and one that wouldn’t, you know, involve yet another attempted rape on the heroine). *Sigh*
Meanwhile, back in #2 land, I finished Tam Lin by Pamela Dean. This book is for you if you liked The Secret History by Donna Tartt. It’s good, but long, and there’s quite a lot of the main characters talking about poetry and analyzing plays and quoting things at each other. I’m on Volume 2 of Gotham Academy. I’ve been catching up on Maria V. Snyder and some very naughty books and stories that can’t go on this blog. I’ve also caught up (almost?) on Ilona Andrews, and read a bit of nonfiction. My current read, which I love so far, is Nevada, by Imogene Binnie. At the start of the book, the main character works in a huge used bookstore and her life is kinda bad. I sense that big changes are coming.
What are YOU reading, Grumpeteers?
This post contains swearing. It’s behind the cut.
We’re both living in our own paradises this year. #1 has to go back in not so long from now. #2 has no end date in sight.
But we’ve both noted that paradise seems to make us happier and more mellow.
Part of that I am sure is the weather. It’s hard to be sad when the sun is shining and your toes are neither too hot nor too cold. And #2’s Bad Place really did seem to be trying to kill her. Like literally, with allergies and pneumonia and stuff.
And the food is always good. And the libraries are awesome so there’s always something to read. And there are lots of cool people around to socialize with if we want to socialize. And nobody is talking about how awesome Donald Trump is. It’s really easy to think that all is right with the world.
It’s not that bad stuff doesn’t happen. Papers and grants still get rejected. But that somehow doesn’t seem like such a big deal.*
#1 wishes there were a job for her in paradise. But it isn’t like I was unhappy where we normally live. It’s just so much easier to be happy here. It’s like that nothing really matters feeling you get with middle age coming even faster. It’s easier to focus on the important stuff– comes automatically instead of with effort. I think we would live longer if we lived out here.
Does where you live affect how you view the world? Are you happier living in different places?
*Personal tragedies are still just as tragic as they were when we were living elsewhere. But the stuff that can be not sweated, well, why sweat?
Pretty much everyone has heard of the Konmari book about minimalism and cleaning and only keeping things that “spark joy.”
Detractors often say that some utilitarian things are just not going to ever spark joy. Now, we believe in small well-made tools to the extent that we’ve recommended people give tweezers and pencil sharpeners for Christmas. These little luxuries really do spark joy for me whenever I have to sharpen a pencil or tweeze an errant hair or open a jar or what have you.
What, of course, makes them spark joy, is the memories of using pencil sharpeners that don’t sharpen right, or tweezers that take a lot of effort. Or jar openers that take too much hand strength. And on and on and on.
Often people will say, “Toilet paper will never spark joy.” And I submit that those people did not grow up with crappy toilet paper. One of my guilty pleasures in life is buying really nice quality toilet paper. Toilet paper that doesn’t melt upon contact with water. That doesn’t scratch. That doesn’t take handfuls and handfuls per use. (It’s a guilty pleasure because I know it’s not the best choice for the environment, but I buy it still!)
So… how to make sure even your mundane objects spark joy?
Of course, if you haven’t suffered, you’ll never know the joy. I suppose that if you do get rid of everything that doesn’t spark joy then you’ll have a lot of unsharpened pencils until you get a new sharpener, at which point, its eliminated absence will cause new joy to be sparked. So…
Ah, the cirrrrrcle of hedonic adaptation.
Do mundane objects spark joy for you? Which ones?
After talking with #2, I decided to reread My Antonia. I’d forgotten about the racism (#2 has been having this problem with books she read as a child as well– how did I forget?). Also, having grown up somewhere with hot summers, I completely don’t believe that whole “it’s hot but we didn’t really notice it, and summer is totally beautiful” bunk. Heat stroke is real, and not fun.
Anno Dracula. It was ok. A little bit too proud of itself. I wanted to know more about the 400-year-old female vampire.
The Lyttelton Hart-Davis Letters (vol. 1). Just two English guys being nice to each other, gossiping, talking about books, and how much they like each other. Soothing and cheerful. A good read before bed.
The Gates of Sleep, one of Mercedes Lackey’s Elemental Masters series. Turns out I had already read it and I just kept forgetting. It’s the sleeping beauty retelling. The heroine triumphs through her own internal fortitude, aided by love of her family and friends. A good popcorn read with a happy ending. Get it from the library.
The Anchoress by Robyn Cadwallader. Took a chance on this one because it looked interesting. (Was it worth it?) Yes.
Furiously Happy by Jenny Lawson. Not just a description, a philosophy! The Blogess deals with her mental illnesses by writing funny things.
#2 read um… some more Loretta Chase, which continues to be mixed. She does recommend Last Night’s Scandal and so far she’s enjoying the Dressmakers series. She found Balogh’s Simply Unforgettable to be irritating with one of those a single serious conversation would have ended the book a lot earlier tropes. So much dragging. Also, the heroes’ persistence would be scary if he were the villain. The other books in that series are great though.
My mother-in-law texted me that she loves me and misses me. We both love to read, so she suggested that the two of us have a book club! We could each read the same book and discuss it once a month. I said that it would have to incorporate drinking wine, as that is a key feature of book club. We agreed that we will both drink (possibly the same) wine while discussing.
We’re in different time zones, but we both have MLK day and Presidents’ Day off, so those will be our first two meetings. Yay day-drinking for the two of us lightweights! Well, it’s five o’clock somewhere, including possibly in one of our time zones. Time is TBA. The first book will be The Library at Mount Char. She recently loved it and I’ve been wanting to read it, so we’ll discuss that in mid-January. I’ve heard only great things about it.
I’ll update and let you know how it went! She really is the sweetest.