Writing! Such a terrible hobby! I added another 300 words to this story and still these dumbasses aren't anywhere near kissing. What the hell?
Reading, otoh, reading is great, even if this week's books aren't all that exciting.
What I've just finished
Annihilation: Book 1 of the Southern Reach Trilogy by Jeff VanderMeer. Ugh. Anti-rec. SO BORING. SO SO BORING. 200 pages of atmospheric dread and repetitive landscape descriptions. No characters to speak of - they don't even get names and they don't need them, because they're flat ciphers and completely unbelievable as people. The only good thing I can say about it is it's short, so it didn't waste a ton of my time. Ugh. I don't understand how this has so many rave reviews. Obviously, mileage varies.
What I'm reading now
Well, I'd started a Regency romance that was on my iPad, but the terrible copy editing (apostrophes for plurals in a published book!) and the heroine's complete dumbassery put me off. I don't even remember what it was called to warn you away.
But the library came through with The War That Ended Peace: The Road to 1914 by Margaret MacMillan, which is boring in its own way (a little too much on the fin de siecle naval arms race between Germany and Britain), but much more informative. It's not about the war itself, but about the political and economic conditions that led to the war, so it is kind of a snoozer, but an educational one.
What I'm reading next
As always, I don't know. Maybe something will appear from the library. Maybe something I've pre-ordered will be released! Or maybe I'll scroll through all the things on my iPad and pick one. Probably that last one. *hands*
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The Flash
Wow, speaking of dumbasses, did everybody carry the idiot ball this week? Barry and friends need to come up with some code words to identify each other so this doesn't happen again. As much as I liked Det. West and Det. Capt. Lance meeting each other (why aren't we getting that spin-off? COP DADS. Set it in Las Vegas and have them end their days at the bar where Donna Smoak works as a waitress.), I think the lesson learned was completely the opposite of the one I wanted to be learned. I mean, yes, Lance needs to forgive Laurel, but really, "it's good to lie to people you love to protect them" is DUMB. What Joe should have taken away was that Iris is going to be RIGHTEOUSLY FURIOUS when she discovers that everyone she loves is lying to her at his instigation.
On the plus side, Cisco and Laurel! Cuties! (...did anyone ever think I would say that? Ever?) And Barry, Caitlin and Cisco finding Wells's secret room! (I was going to call them the scoobies. Heh.) Things are coming to a head! Hopefully the show will find a way - with time travel and shapeshifting - to keep Tom Cavanagh on the show next season, because he's great. That final scene with him and Joe? *chills* JUST DO NOT KILL JOE WEST, SHOW. I might hate his patriarchal overprotective bullshit, but he's otherwise a fantastic character.
iZombie
This show just keeps getting more enjoyable! Now all the plot threads are starting to converge! So exciting! Also Liv and Lowell are adorable! I don't hate Major (he's a social worker! his insurance only covers one band-aid a year!), but I'm perfectly happy for Liv to move on, and Lowell is a nice step on her path to true love with Ravi. I'm just saying. He's also super attractive with dark hair. I cannot impress upon you enough how much that upgrades his attractiveness in my eyes. I definitely need to get an icon.
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Whoops, almost forgot a poem:
A Physics
by Heather McHugh
When you get down to it, Earth
has our own great ranges
of feeling-Rocky, Smoky, Blue-
and a heart that can melt stones.
The still pools fill with sky,
as if aloof, and we have eyes
for all of this-and more, for Earth's
reminding moon. We too are ruled
by such attractions-spun and swaddled,
rocked and lent a light. We run
our clocks on wheels, our trains
on time. But all the while we want
to love each other endlessly-not only for
a hundred years, not only six feet up and down.
We want the suns and moons of silver
in ourselves, not only counted coins in a cup. The whole
idea of love was not to fall. And neither was
the whole idea of God. We put him well
above ourselves, because we meant,
in time, to measure up.
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