nyagosstar: (so glad i met you)
The other night I finished the second installment of the Chaos Walking series, The Ask and the Answer. I am completely blown away by these books. I thought there was no where to go after the end of The Knife of Never Letting Go. I thought we had seen the worst that this world could do and then, and then it got worse. It’s a brilliantly beautiful study of what happens to people, especially young people when they’re thrown into terrible situations where they don’t know who to trust and who’s telling the truth. It’s an amazingly crafted slide into the murkiness of right and wrong and it just shines.

This is not to say the books aren’t harsh and brutal and grim—I’m actually very pleased I didn’t finish reading this one during my lunch break at work because I would have cried and there would have been awkward explaining to do—because they are, but they’re beautiful as well. Kind of in the way the Octavian Nothing books broke me apart, but in a good way.

The third is due sometime in Sept and I’m hoping to get my hands on an early copy, but that’s still sort of up in the air. If I had it, I would tear through it instantly, but then again, the wait is probably good for me. I haven’t devoured something like this in such a long time that I’m afraid of what it’s going to do for the state of my reading for the rest of the year. When I’ve read something that I loved so much, it kind of kills my desire to read anything else for a while. We’ll see.

Also randomly in the ‘people who look like other people’ file, did anyone else think that Lady Gaga looks kind of like Billie Piper on the cover of the new Vanity Fair? Or that the woman on the cover of the Red Queen book looks a lot like Dru from Buffy?
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As I have nothing else I really want to talk about, here's another installment of what nyagosstar is reading….

Apparently, I am on this kick of reading post apocalyptic books. It’s weird because it seems to be all that I want. I have half a dozen books I thought I wanted to read, but then nothing really appeals to me right now other than reading about how everything is going to end and how we’re going to deal.

On a sort of related side note, we watched Dreamscape the other night as part of the epic movie watching epicness prompted by the unholy union of the xbox live account and Netflix. I saw it when I was little and only really remembered the bit where the guy turns into the creepy lizard man. Imagine my surprise when one of the major themes is the president’s nightmare that involve a massive nuclear holocaust. In watching all these old movies from my childhood, I am now discovering the root to many of my reoccurring adult nightmares. Seriously, check this out. Unless, of course, you had responsible, non-hippie type parents who paid attention to the rating on movies. In which case, I imagine your childhood dreams were filled with hugs and puppies.

Right, so books: )

On an unrelated note, I gave Simon a bath this morning which is always both hilarious and necessary. He is now mildly put out and smelling pretty.

Also, if you’re not watching The Fabulous Beekman Boys, you haven’t seen TV the way it was meant to be played.
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Avoiding editing, vacation and lots of down time mean that i have a handful of books to chat about this morning.

Half Brother

Hands down one of the best books I’ve read this year. Kenneth Oppel rocks my socks in any event, but this is really something spectacular. Set in Canada, about a boy whose parents are researchers and bring a chimp home to study behavior and see if he can be taught language through ASL. It’s so thoughtful and well written and touching and so vivid in a way that I don’t get with most fiction that I read. This felt real. I want this book to be a bestseller. I want this book to win awards. I want everyone to know Kenneth Oppel's name because he is SO good.

Packing for Mars

We all know how I feel about space, NASA and exploration and this was the perfect book to pull me out of the funk that the NASA budget debacle has put me in. I’ve read and seen a lot about space travel so it was really cool to read something that talked about things at length that I’d never gotten much information on before. Mary Roach has the coolest, easiest writing style. In my world of fantasy and psychosis we would totally be friends. This is a nuts and bolts approach of what it takes to get people in to space including but not limited to the long process of food development and bathroom issues and the long testing period of every piece of equipment that goes into space. It was the most fun read I’ve had in ages.

X Isle

Okay, I loved the book The Various by Steve Augarde. It was beautiful and strange and i always hoped that it and it’s sequels would be more popular than they were, but I couldn’t get anyone to touch them with a ten foot pole. Sometimes books from other countries do really well here and sometimes they just don’t work, so I was super excited when I heard he was writing a new book outside the Various series and it was post-apocalyptic and very different from his previous novels. Maybe this one would be something that would bring everyone back around to his other writing.

Here’s the thing. It’s a very good book. I love the characters and the concept, the story is exciting and good and I read it in a breathless run just so i could get to the end and find out what happens. But it’s flawed in a way that his others aren’t. There is a plot point with one of the characters that’s very obvious from the beginning of the book and I’m still not sure exactly what the point of it is. I don’t know that it brings anything to the table, I think kids will figure it out pretty quickly and then nothing really comes of it. And the end is sort of a cop out. Some aspects of the story are dealt with brilliantly, what it means to try and survive in a harsh environment, what it means to fight for your life, how you reconcile morality to a world were society has broken down. But the very end, I don’t know if it was too big a task to take on, if he didn’t want to deal with what was going to happen next or if he just got tired, but the book just stops and not in a good way. Also, this book is going to be a hard sell to any teach or parent who is worried about language in the books their kids read, which is a shame, because it fits the characters and the situation, but it’s hard to get school librarians to buy books for their school libraries that have a lot of bad language in them because otherwise they hear it from the kid’s parents.

In the end? I liked it, but with reservations.

Our Tragic Universe

I have been waiting for a new book from Scarlett Thomas for ages and ages. Okay, so for four years, but in terms of how I see the world, it’s been ages. I read Popco because [livejournal.com profile] sainnis saw it and thought it was just the kind of book I would like. And it was. So I read everything else she had written in a kind of literary glut and have been a fan for years.

After letting the book settle in my brain for a couple days, I have come down on the side of liking it, but it was sort of a process. The first half of the book is very blah, blah, blah here are two characters talking to each other about all the random shit I researched to write this novel. Normally, she is very good at making a more subtle integration of research and story. The first half the story is really at the mercy of the research. But then, the research relaxes, becomes what it’s supposed to be and the story is allowed to bloom and it is beautiful. I feel like this is a book I should read more than once to get everything out of it that I really can. Again, I liked it, but will recommend with reservations.

and finally, i feel back that I ever recommended The Magicians to anyone at work. It sounded cool, and the idea is cool but the characters and execution suck. Did anyone actually get through this? Is the payoff worth it? I'm about fifty pages in and am ready to give up on it completely.
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because i was chatty kathy this morning, cuts!

torchwood, )

books, )

and cooking

in addition to other cooking i did that was tasty, i made what was probably the best meal i have ever made in my whole life and it was as simple as tomato soup. i found a recipie that i tinkered with while i was at work and picked up the stuff i needed because it was cold and rainy and a tomato soup and grilled cheese kind of day. i was worried initially, but it was so good that i actually remembered to write it down exactly how i did it and put it in the recipie box.

usually i have a hard time recreating things because i don't use recipes and make things up as a go along. things turn out similarly, but not usually exactly. sometimes that's a good thing, and sometimes, all i wanted was what i had the first time.
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doesn't that make it sound like i have tons of books to talk about instead of just two? it's been a busy couple weeks, i think i may have mentioned that work blows at the moment. it's starting to look slightly less like poop, but only very slightly. anyway, between work draining nearly ever last ounce of my will to do anything other than sleep, and acquiring CivCity Rome(i love it like burning) to eat up the last bit of my remaining time, there hasn't been much room in my oh, so busy schedule for much else.

so, two books to talk about both adult nonfiction just for fun.

i think we all know how i feel about Lost City of Z and how it was my favorite book from last year. when i saw that David Grann had a new book out, i was totally psyched. and The Devil and Sherlock Holmes is a great book. it's not as amazingly excellent as Lost City, but it's still really good. as a collection of essays he wrote for various magazines over the past ten years, there are some that i couldn't wait to finish so i could get on to the next. the one about the down on his luck baseball player? not only do i not care about baseball--and haven't since i was a child and it would routinely preempt Punky Bruster because the stupid baseball players couldn't get their shit together and finish a game--i don't care about baseball players either. the death of the Sherlock Holmes scholar, the adult man pretending to be a kid all over Europe and the death row case were all awesome, though. even in the essays that the topic didn't thrill me, the writing is so good, i'll give him a pass.

i also finished a book by Daily Show correspondent Samatha Bee. one of the perks of working in a book store is early versions of books that aren't out yet. I know I am, but what are you? is due out in June and while it was compulsively readable, i don't know that it exactly worked as a book. it's not a memoir, i think. it's supposed to be a collection of funny, personal essays from her life, but i don't know if it works in that sense either. the writing is good, some of it is pretty funny, but it feels more like she wanted to write a memoir and couldn't make herself go deep enough for it to work. don't get me wrong, there's a lot of personal, even embarrassingly personal stuff in her, but it's all just at arms length. it's like a book of stand-up, which works for stand up, but in a book there's just this invisible wall between us that makes me feel weird.

so, in all both good, but not exactly what i wanted. i have a literal wealth of books, though, at the moment that are either by authors i love, sequels to books i love or just topics i love. i'm hoping somewhere in the mix i'll find something that blows me away.
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I picked up Starclimber months and months ago because i love Kenneth Oppel and adore the Airborn series. It's that perfect mix of futuristic and not quite modern that makes me so happy.

anyway, i picked it up ages ago because it was the next in the series, but then for one reason or another, i never ended up reading it. it sat in my stack of 'to be read' because i was working and busy and whatever. it had also been so long since i'd read the last book, i was worried i wouldn't remember what had happened or what was going on or even who the characters were. I never bothered to read the description because i knew, as part of the series, i would be pretty happy with whatever he threw at me.

imagine my delight and surprise when i started reading and found it it was about space programs. the Canadian space program. which, you know, i'd forgotten they were canadian at all, but how cool and timely. it was so easy to jump right back in. Matt and Kate are such clear characters, even though i've been away from them for such a long time, it was like i'd hardly missed a beat.

the astral cable was the coolest idea i've ever read and so convincing that i thought at one point, 'would that really work?'. but of course, it's made of fake space metal, so that'd be a no.

it's very rare that i go into a book without at least a basic idea of what's coming and i have to say that the element of surprise that this afforded me made the read more thrilling, the danger more real and the end, ultimatley, more satisfying.

i don't know that this is the end of the series, as it's not a series in the classic sense of the word--each book is completely self contained. before i started reading, i thought i'd be all right if this was going to be the last installment, but now? i kind of want more. right now.
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that's the difference between reading and adult book and a book for kids. bigger margins, bigger print and faster reads.

I was given a copy of When You Reach Me by Rebecca Stead by a friend which, now that i've finished reading it, is how one should receive this book. it's totally a book for friends. it's about friendship and A Wrinkle in Time and 20,000 Pyramid and somehow works out to be about so much more. that it's about how friendships work at 12 doesn't make it any less true for how they work at 30.

i loved Miranda, she was such a cool, easy character and everyone else in the novel shines as well. I was about half-way through when i figured out what was going on, and it didn't bother me at all. this is one of those books where the mystery--if you can call it that--isn't the point. the point is the journey itself.

it's totally lovely how all the pieces fall together without feeling forced in the least. the ease of this book, as well as the story and the characters make it completely and totally deserving of the Newbury this year.
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this morning, amidst a foot of snow on the ground and more still falling, i finished Life With Sudden Death by Michael Downing. i went through a short spree reading his books about two years ago which i talked about here. it's been ages since he's written anything new and i'm not quite sure how i missed the boat on this because apparently it's been out since october.

anyway, the point is that while i really loved Breakfast with Scot and Perfect Arrangement and the other two not as much, but i still enjoyed them. this one was non-fiction and i wasn't sure what to expect except that i really, really wanted something new and i have to say i'm not disappointed. he's such a great writer that i didn't feel like i was let down at all with it being a memoir instead of fiction.

i will say that the first half of the book is very different from the end, the first being mostly about his childhood and the second mostly about a voluntary medical procedure intended to save his life based on family history. he's way pissed and critical of the medical industry, but thoughtful and kind of the people working in it. most of them anyway. the memories of his childhood are odd because they are told through the perspective of his younger self and without much of the lens of adulthood to explain things. so, in some respects, it is a little bit like reading fiction, because i don't really think anyone actually thinks about their childhood as they did as a child.

still, interesting, well written and cool. i just hope it isn't as long before the next one because i'm greedy like that, yo.

additionally, i have broken 15,000 words on my big bang fic and have high hopes of finishing by the end of the day. the snow is still coming down, so it's not like i have a lot of options about what i can do.
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in the last six months or so i've gotten away from recording what i've read here, which is kind of a shame becuase i like to write these things up as soon as i finish them. it gives me a chance to put down everything i'm thinking and feeling about a book, sort of unfiltered so when i go later to sell it to someone, it's less of a case of verbal insanity. unsurprisingly, 'it's really good' is not an awesome way to sell books.

anyway, i have just finished reading Cosmic by Frank Cottrell Boyce who has brought us such fabulous books as Millions and Framed. the timing on this is fabulous becuase just last week, i re-watched the movie adaptation for Millions which takes the best parts of the book and is a fantastic movie. this book is for a slightly older crowd than his last two. i would say it would sit happily in the upper range of the middle grade novel while his first two, i feel, are on the younger side.

like Millions and Framed, i love, love, love the way he writes boys. His boy main characters are filled with such optimism and wonder and charm that i can't even stand it. he's definitely developing as a writer, each book gets better--though this one was about space which is a super easy sell for me, being an original space nerd.

i have one or two tiny little quibbles about slang, because kids don't use the same slang we did when we were kids and that's an easy and common mistake among children's authors. i also have a huge amount of irritation about a scene involving ravenous, man eating wolves because, in addition to being a space nerd, i am also a wolf nerd. do you know what wolves don't do? they don't eat people. they don't attack people. they leave us alone. do you know there has never been a reported case of a wolf attack that hasn't been by a rabid animal? it's true. also to say that the Challenger crew died during take off and the Columbia crew died during reentry is an almost criminal simplification, but since it is a book for 9-12 year old, i can give a pass on that.

otherwise, it was all around lovely. funny, clever, well written and i'll be honest the end got me a little teary.

AND my music is on shuffle. i didn't even plan that!
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because i've been really bad about talking about them as i finish.

cut because i was chatty. )

also, i know i'm criminally late to the whole Dr Horrible thing, particularly considering we were at the panel for it at comic con, but i finally watched it and it was amazing. Joss is such a great storyteller and he's certainly a better storyteller now than he was say, ten years ago.

part of my reluctance to watch it is based on the fact that, you know, i hate musicals with very, very few exceptions. considering the buffy musical is one of my exceptions you'd think i'd have been a little more open to it, but yeah, i'm like that. also, my computer hated the format it was originally posted in, but that's all sorted now and i've watched it twice and have been listening to the soundtrack on my way to work. i can listen to My Eyes about ten times before i get there.

my obsessions, let me show you them.

gone quiet

Sep. 23rd, 2008 10:46 am
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much like volcanoes and submarines, because that's what i do when i've got a lot of stuff going on in my head, when it's spinning round and round. it gets to the point where everything is exhausting and even talking about the little things feel a little pointless with something so much bigger hanging out.

paying for a journal, however, is a great motivator to use it. to remember that even the big things aren't everything.

so, books )
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i know i talk a lot about books and how they affect me, not necessarily so much a what they're about or the plotline. often, it's how a book makes me feel, how i engage the characters rather than the a to b route of thier passing that i walk away with.

you'll forgive me if this doesn't make a ton of sense because i literally just finished The Astonishing Life of Octavian Nothing, Traitor to the Nation, Volume II: The Kingdom on the Waves. it was stunning in its beauty. heartbreaking in its narrative and if it were possible for a ya novel to win a pulitzer, this book should get it.

i put off reading volume II because volume I was so brilliant and so unexpected that i didn't know if M T Anderson would be able to pull off something of this nature a second time. But not only does he pull it off, he does so without pulling any punches, he forces his reader to think, to examine, to feel and outstrips volume one with an ease that should be illegal.

this is a stunning example of modern american fiction. when it comes out in october, don't be fooled by the young adult category, it is the best book i've read this year.
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which is why i've been bad about commenting and updating and various other social interacty things.

i'd first like to say how much i freaking LOVE my flist. just the barest rumor of a confirmation of more fma and we explode with joy. the speculation, the hopes for who we'll see, what's going to come next....omg, you guys, it's AWESOME and i LOVE it. how cool would it be if it were stuff from the manga? there's so much good going on and there are definitely parts of the manga that i've love to see on screen, but then there's also the temptation for them to just keep going with the alternate movie storyline. cause, um, yeah, ed and al, while together are still stuck on this side of the gate. which, even years later, still feels like a little but of a gut punch.

also, the practically hourly updates on torchwood's filming schedule is win, even if i'm not looking at or reading any of the information that's coming through because i prefer to be a spoiler free zone.

and now, because i've been sitting on them and i can't add them to my ocd excel file until my computer is fixed and i can't TELL you how irritated that makes me: books.
the Michael Downing readathon )
the coming zombie apocalypse )
a semi-trashy ya murder mystery )
do audio books count? )


Jul. 12th, 2008 11:14 pm
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my head just exploded from the awesomeness and i'm only through friday at 12 pm.

comic con is going to be so amazing i can barely contain myself.

in other news, if i can diverge from super nerd to book nerd for a moment, i have to say that one of the most frustrating things about working in a book store is when i want a book and can't get it. i don't order many books online because, well, i work in a bookstore. i can get pretty much anything i want any day of the week because i have to go there to get paid.

stay with me for the 30 second history of this irritating book saga. the annual philly lgbt film festival is going on, um, now i think and as i was flipping through the brochure to see if there was anything i wanted to see i found a movie called 'breakfast with scot'. the description had the fateful words 'based on a novel' at which point i stopped reading the description and ordered the book in for myself because we don't carry it. that's cool, no big, i often need to order things because my tastes tend to run off the mainstream a bit and frankly i have so many other books, i can wait the three or four days it takes for them to come in.

anyway, Breakfast with Scot by Michael Downing was fucking spectacular. his writing style is immense and lovely and there were sections i read two or three times to try to get to the bottom of everything that was going on in a scene. i love complicated writing that makes me work for the the payoff--ellen kushner does that for me, too. you know how when you sometimes read something that's so layered in what's being said, what's being left unsaid and all the little clues that have been dropped along that way? it makes it so much more real and god, just awesome. seriously, this was so, so, so fucking good, i'm a little floaty with it. i'm in the middle of two other books and instead of finishing those, i read this one over the course of about 6 hours.

so, of course, now i'd like to read his other books.

which brings me back around to the beginning of this whole thing. they're out of print which means i had to order used copies online which sort of kills my soul a little. but i'm getting them in the mail by the end of next week and i'm hoping that they'll be brilliant as well. frankly, even if they're half as good as this one was, i'll be thrilled.

yay for good books.

also? i need another bookcase. i have mulitple piles stacked on the floor. again.
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but the weekend just got away from me, sometimes that happens, right?

anyway, first of all, my torchwood flist FAILS me because i found out that season two finally has a release date for the us. september is a long fucking way off, guys, when the uk gets their season by the end of the month. what's up with that, do you not want my money sooner, because i am insane enough to pay ridiculous amounts of money for thirteen episodes? what can i say? i'm a sucker with some disposable income.

secondly, there is going to be a 10th anniversary sports night box set also coming out in september. i can't believe it's been ten years already because honestly, that show can still crack me up AND make me cry. but the best thing is, the anniversary edition is going to have all the extras that the first box set is missing including: audio commentary, a gag reel and most importantly, deleted scenes. NEW sports night material and how awesome is that?

and finally, they've finally started announcing ouran casting information. it's due out sometime this summer and the first one we know about for sure? sonny strait aka the voice of the lovely and loved maes hughes is going to be haruhi's dad. there could not be a more perfect bit of casting. i literally cheered when i heard the news. maybe the dub won't be horrifying.

and lastly, some book news here )
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i have spent, no joke, at least half an hour over the last two days sorting and folding socks. (i was a little backed up on laundry and own a crap load of socks for that very reason) it is possibly the stupidest and most useless endeavor in human history. the problem is, that if i don't, then i stand in front of my dresser, every day, cursing because i can't find a pair that match and i honest to god cannot bring myself to wear mismatched socks.

also, i had one of my work nightmares, the first one i've had since i've moved to my new store. the store closed, and i couldn't get people to leave. it was worse in the new store, though, because it has two floors and as soon as i got the first floor cleared, people would come in through the second floor entrance. and then, yeah, as soon as the second floor is clear people came in through the first floor. total suck.

and i cleaned my room. saying that makes me feel like i'm twelve years old, btw, but it's the truth. i cleaned out the crap, organized things and i feel so much better in general. and in that vein, here is my list of books that i've given up to clear out room on my nightstand and in my head.

can you tell i cut and pasted from my ocd excel file? )
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it's all about the right book at the right time. after literally months of wallowing in half finished novels, trying to get excited about something to read and failing miserably, i finally sat myself down and started the new Rick Riordan--Battle of the Labryrinth and knocked it out in a day, though, admittedly, reading three hundred plus pages of a kid's book is not like reading the same amount in an adult novel.

the thing that i love about this series that is so hard to get right in a fantasy series is taht each book is whole and complete. each book builds on the last, gives you a good sense of closure AND leaves you wanting the next one right now. it doesn't matter that it's been more than a year since the last one, i can fall right back in, right away and if i don't 100% remember what happened on every page of every book, it's okay. each book gets better and i have yet to be disappointed or let down.

he's a clever writer who surprises me, every time. this series is so good and i'm so thrilled that it's getting the readers and the credit it deserves.
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it's shocking, right? it's been ages since i finished my last book and i can tell you the only reason i got through this one was because i've been reading it at work on my lunch breaks. when i get lunch breaks i can read during.

so, The English American on the surface, not my kind of book at all. set in modern day, nothing weird happens. it's about a girl who was born in the us, adopted by a british family and finds her birth mother in her late twenties. simple, not too deep, funny, with a ending that was very unsurprising.

and yet. i really liked it.

i don't know if it's because summer is coming and it's time for some trashy, throw away books, or what, but it was good. and i feel accomplished because i actually finished something. sometime soon i need to weed through all the things i've started and really take a critical look at the ones i'm not going to finish and move on. (they go in an excel file on a separate page from the ones i've finished. it's a whole nerd process including book format, genre, page number along with the title and author. welcome to my obsessive tendencies.) when i actually do this, you'll get a post of all the books i've given up on this year, which i can assure you, is far longer than the books i've actually finished.


heh, look, ianto's about to get eaten by cannibals!
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i have two to talk about today and i'm going to start with the one i didn't end up liking or really care all that much about. What I Was the new adult novel by Meg Rosoff who wrote the ya novel a couple years ago that i never read but won the prinz, i think. anyway, the deal is that it was well written, the style easy and interesting and i'm a total sucker for english boarding school stories. here's the thing though, the end was so obvious, i'm a little pissed at myself for not seeing it sooner and i feel a little cheated that the ultimate end was what it was. also, the book is told from the pov of an old man, which you only get in the first chapter and the last chapter and it's a little disorienting. what irritates me is that if she's stuck to either keeping things obvious or keeping with what i was supposed to think was going on, it would have been a much different story and one i think i would have ultimately liked. as it is, i feel cheated and irritated and totally disappointed. something that could have been profound is instead a big smokescreen with a useless reveal.

my second book, let me preface by saying i've been waiting for this book for about three years. while fiction is my main love, i read a good bit of nonfiction wherever my interests take me. as long as it's well written and interesting, i'll read things that don't seem like my type of book.

The Anatomist is the third book by bill hayes and is a look at the making of the book Gray's Anatomy, both from the view of the author--of which there is isn't a ton known--and the artist--of which there is quite a bit more. like his other two books, the history here is mixed in with personal experiences making it more of a memoir than a straight just the facts type book.

i like it. i did, but i bought it in december and have been reading bits and pieces over the last three months whereas i devoured his previous two in a couple days. part of the problem, i think, is that the topic is less interesting to me. anatomy, eh. but the history of blood? the social and historical impact of sleep? both awesome.

and then there's the other thing that is both heartbreaking and personally terrifying. after he'd done his research and written the first draft, his partner of 16 years died. his partner who, while he didn't do any of the actual writing, has been instrumental in the editing of all of bill's books. and it shows. there's less ease in this book. it's a hard thing to lose someone like that and talk about it in an open way, but instead of using this book as a vehicle to talk about that grief--what better way to explore death that through anatomy?--instead we get some stiffness and awkwardness and we don't even find out about steve's death until the end of the book.

the part that's so terrifying is that i have that kind of writing relationship. even when we're not writing together, there is nothing that she doesn't look at, nothing that she doesn't read through and fix my horrifying grammar mistakes. nothing that she doesn't look over and say 'yeah, that doesn't work as well as you think it does.'

writing is such a solitary pursuit, but you don't do it in a vaccuum. or, at least, i don't. and that, i think is what made me cry like a little girl at the end of this book, like i knew both of these men personally.
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why there isn't more renji/shuuhei in the bleach fandom? for real. they are so fantastically hot and when you pair them together they basically burn a whole in my computer screen. instead i get kira paired with either one of them and he makes me so insane, i hate him so much, he fills me with such irrational anger, i can hardly stand it.

in other news, i took a very short break from dwj to read a couple books. )


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