I'm wearing lilac today, in honor of Truth, Justice, Freedom, Reasonably-Priced Love and a Hard-Boiled Egg.

I also know where my towel is.

"I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It's when you know you're licked before you begin but you begin anyway and you see it through no matter what."

It’s the Glorious 25th of May, so I’m spreading the “GNU Sir Terry Pratchett” wherever I can. In memory of the man who wrote about Truth, Justice, Freedom, Reasonably Priced Love, and a Hard-Boiled Egg:

https://www.justgiving.com/Terry-Pratchett

Like many gentle readers, I was sorrowful when I finished reading Timeless, the last book in the Parasol Protectorate series. I had enjoyed my time in Gail Carriger's steampunk/supernatural universe, and wanted more adventures with Alexia and Conall and all the rest. The Parasol Protectorate series does hold up to re-reading (this week I finished ( Read more... )

It's been a while since I last read this. I can't help but remember Bronte originally published it under a male pseudonym, and I have to wonder if passages such as the following are why:

It is in vain to say human beings ought to be satisfied with tranquillity: they must have action; and they will make it if they cannot find it.  Millions are ( Read more... )

So I just heard about Jasper Fforde's Thursday Next series. No fair. *sigh* I don't have enough time to read all the books I actually have on hand right now.

So, there's this site (one of a bajillion, I know) where parents are arguing in favor of banning books, For the Sake of the Children. I was first pointed to it during a discussion of The Handmaid's Tale, because (unsurprisingly) this group objects to high schoolers reading about a theocratic dystopia. (If you can read past "delving his penis" on ( Read more... )

Queen Victoria: Demon Hunter

Anyone besides me thinking of Liz Ten?

So I went down to the courthouse today for jury duty, wishing yet again that security measures would let me bring along my knitting so I could keep working on ye olde Christmas crafting. I brought a Margaret Maron book instead, which I read from start to finish while I was there, which tells you something about how short the book was, how fast I ( Read more... )

I really, really should resist the urge to take a peek when a stranger begs me to look at his (and so far it's always been a guy) self-pubbed novel. It never fails. It's always crap ( Read more... )