Wednesday is, what, already?
Books Read
Well, it was not quite all Courtney Milan all the time but I did read, as already noted in historical accuracy commentating earlier, The Countess Conspiracy and The Suffragette Scandal (which got additional points for having the secondary romantic plot being about same-sex relationship, bless it).
Finished A Name to Conjure With, which, well, GB Stern, my best-beloved, blessikins.
Genevieve Valentine, The Girls at the Kingfisher Club (2014), which is that genre adjacent to sff which is the reworked fairytale, in this case the 12 Dancing Princesses in 1920s New York, jazzbabies and speakeasies but no actual fantasy elements. However, very good, though with 12 sisters, even carefully individually characterised, not always easy to keep track.
Did not manage much in the way of Sekkrit Projekt #ifitoldyouidhavetokillyou reading because, social life, working late, making a concerted effort to finish the paper I'm giving next Monday and reading it through for length, etc.
On the go
Still rather dragging my heels through In Dreams Begin - I read a bit here and there but it is not taking hold of me.
Alison Falby, Between the Pigeonholes: Gerald Heard, 1889-1971 (2008), for research purposes as Heard was massively influential between the wars but has largely dropped off the radar except as a character in the lives on the people he influenced. Falby's approach is perhaps not entirely in tune with my own tendencies, but it is really being very useful about networks, obscure organisations, connections, etc.
Up next
Well, there are still two Milan novellas on the Kobo (does anyone have recs or unrecs for her other series??). Also I have downloaded the new Elizabeth Bear, Karen Memory. Plus, Greyladies have issued another Noel Streatfeild, The Winter is Past (1941) which is on its way. Still waiting for The Just City and the new Sara Stamey to actually become available, pouts, stamps tiny foot.
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And, wasn't this (actually, I see it was 2012): Do you think the commercialization of literature (if that's an appropriate phrasing) has put good, thoughtful and valuable literature at risk?
a plaint when it was discovered that broadsheet ballads about Orrid Murder and Scandal and Monsters (or, indeed, The Canterbury Tales and stories of King Arthur) sold better than the Bible and works of theology, i.e. the dawn of printing? Like, printing was so not a public utility, paid for out of taxation, what? This entry was originally posted at http://oursin.dreamwidth.org/2224705.html. Please comment there using OpenID. View
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