Female slang, the superficiality of Jane Austen's little domestic romances . . . women writers and gender My LJ participation has been spotty, partly because of those DDOS attacks (and I am even more firmly entrenched here because of the nature of those attacks) and partly due to being insanely busy.
Reading, briefly: Virginia Woolf's Second Common Reader (an essay every day or two); Patrick Leigh Fermor (brilliant); Patricia Meyer Sparks on 18thc lit; Talbot Baines Reed's school stories, which influenced P.G. Wodehouse--at best he's quite funny, though they are very much of their period. Working on Trek by Mary Hunt Jentsch--a mother's escape from Nazi Germany, which parallels the life story told by a friend--absolutely riveted over lunch the other day.
Working slowly through Welcome to Bordertown, which has not fired me--partly because the first four stories weren't my cuppa for various reasons. Partly because Bordertown seems dated in so many ways, though I love the clever way they updated it (thirteen days passed there, thirteen years here)--an interesting premise that doesn't get as much exploration as I would have liked. Stories so far that I've liked: Janni Lee Simner's, Holly Black and Cassie Clare's; Emma Bull's.