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David Macaulay, Ship (1993)

Lengthy (96 pages!) illustrated for-older-readers children's book detailing an underwater archaeology expedition to investigate the wreck of a fifteenth-century caravel, finishing with a builder's journal documenting the caravel's construction. Lots of information about archaeological planning, research, and methods, followed by a similarly detailed section on historic ship construction. The illustrations and diagrams are as information-rich as the text. (When reading this aloud to [personal profile] grrlpup, I often stopped to elaborate further on some detail in the drawings.) For a fully-illustrated picture book, the reading level is fairly advanced (verbose and with lots of specialized vocabulary), providing lots of opportunity for an older child to nerd out undisturbed. (An older child -- or me!)


Lois McMaster Bujold, The Paladin of Souls (2003)

Immediate sequel to The Curse of Chalion, plus a few years. Our point-of-view character is someone who was mostly dismissed in the first novel for alleged madness -- and in fact, her early motivations are wholly about getting out from under the "protection" of people who think she's mad.

Of course, once she does get out, adventures start being had. And she's mad about it, because she wasn't planning on having adventures, she just wanted to have a nice life being left alone on her own terms. Alas.

Ripping yarn, I liveblogged most of it to [personal profile] phoenixfalls as I read it, things kept snowballing in that classically Bujold way, and much like in The Curse of Chalion we were a good ways into it before figuring out what the larger plot ultimately even was. There were a number of moments that made me laugh out loud. (When she experimentally kisses the literally too-handsome-for-his-own-good guy to see if it will break a spell, and he isn't fazed in the least, just kisses her back as if this happens every so often and he considers it "impolite to duck".) Ista reminds me more than a little bit of Cordelia, and I wouldn't call that a bad thing.


Charlotte McConaghy, Wild Dark Shore (2025) -- DNF

I don't usually post about my DNFs (Did Not Finish), because why bother, but I did read about half of this, and was hugely conflicted.

Did Not Finish )

Anyway, it's a month overdue and four hundred people are waiting for it at the library, and I keep thinking about other books on my tbr list that I want to read but I "have to" read this one first. Boo. I hate it when I can see the book I would have found compelling around the margins of the book the author actually chose to write.
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I always enjoy a little book-based divination!

via [personal profile] trobadora

  1. Grab the nearest book.
  2. Turn to page 126
  3. The 6th full sentence is your life in 2026.


There are two books near me! Grabbing the book directly in my field of view...

International conferences, first and foremost the "Sign & Symbol" series that takes place annually in Warsaw, are increasingly offering a venue for an exchange of data and ideas on the typology of writing systems, iconography, and notation, where in particular the character of phoneticism in hieroglyphic systems such as the Egyptian, Mayan, and Aztec scripts has become a focal point of interest.

Huh. Okay, then. Let's try the other book.



Wind batters the cabin.

...I think I liked the first one better.
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2025 media in review! I'm not gonna try to do a best-of/highlights summary, but please do ask me about anything that interests you. (There's a Mesoamerican books post still coming, plus another general books post.)

2025 Books )

2025 Movies )

2025 TV )
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Frederik Sonck (illus. Jenny Lucander, trans. B.J. Woodstein), Freya and the Snake (2023 / 2025)

Finnish children's book about the snake that lives in the rockpile, a father's earnest but unsuccessful attempt to avert a fatal conflict between the snake and his children, and his children turning on him after he finally resorts to killing the snake.

"Snake murderer," they say. They will not eat ice cream with a snake murderer. Also, murderers do not get to attend the funeral.

I loved this book. I loved how judgemental the kids are, how exasperated and slitherer-outer the mother is, and how harried the father is. I of course would have preferred textual confirmation that the snake was venomous, but it's reasonably clear there was no great solution here -- just as it's clear that level of nuance is not gonna fly with these kids.


Dee Snyder (illus. Margaret McCartney), We're Not Gonna Take It (1984 / 2020)

Illustrated version of the famous Twisted Sister song, in which the rebellious anti-authoritarian teenagers of the music video have grown up to become authoritarian parents of toddlers -- toddlers who do not consent to such brutalities as baths and bedtimes.

I'm not quite sure how I feel about this one. I associate the original version with freedom of gender expression and rebellion against abusive parents, and there's still a thing going on here about the tyranny of parents, but now that's a joke. The parents know what's best and eventually the babies go to sleep and dream happily, and... hrm. The whole thing is very defanged and cute and I'm not sure I'm quite on board for it.


Octavia E. Butler (illus. Manzel Bowman), A Few Rules for Predicting the Future (2000 / 2024)

Illustrated edition of Butler's 2000 Essence essay on the art of science fiction predicting the future, originally written in the context of the then-recently published Parable of the Talents, the sequel to Parable of the Sower, both of which forecast a United States that never addressed the developing problems of fascism and climate change. This volume was published in 2024, the once-future year that Sower is set. While Butler's vision for 2024 doesn't match what I see out my window, we are very much reaping the harvest of our runaway fascism problem. (If you can use "reaping the harvest" for an ongoing and advancing situation.)

Which is to say. This essay has aged very well. I'm pleased to have the opportunity to give it another think, and in fact I have re-read it twice since checking out this volume. I like her stress on there being no silver bullet but a multiplicity of checkerboarded solutions -- one for each of us who chooses to apply ourselves to it! -- and likewise her observations on the generational effect of what looks reasonable and preposterous, both looking ahead and in hindsight.

I'm a little mixed-feelings about the volume itself. It's very pretty and the paintings are gorgeous, but there's only four of them, so as a stand-alone edition it feels a bit... thin. Then again, it got me to read her essay again, so in that sense, it's a success.
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There's a bunch of reading I need to write up, but there was a little knot of Bujold books in there, so let's begin with those.

Lois McMaster Bujold, The Curse of Chalion (2001)

The initial offering in Bujold's Five Gods universe, a set of several loosely-related fantasy series. This particular novel has medieval-Spanish inspirations with an original theology; I can't speak to the others.

I went into this 100% unspoiled, and enjoyed that experience very much. Since finishing the book, I've read a number of jacket blurbs and library catalog summaries and... meh. 1) We're AT LEAST two-thirds of the way through the book before ANY of that stuff happens, and 2) none of those blurbs had anything to do with what I enjoyed about the book.

So let me see if I can say some spoiler-free things I loved right from the beginning.

  1. Lupe dy Cazaril, our protagonist, spends the entire book trying to solve the problem directly in front of him. He's got shit resources, shit influence, and shit big-picture perspective -- in fact, it's not until near the end of the book that he figures out what the plot arc even was! -- but by god he'll solve the problem right in front of him or he'll die trying. I love this for him.

  2. A couple of chapters in, when we started to unlock Cazaril's backstory, I incredulously messaged [personal profile] phoenixfalls: "omg. Bujold took Aral Vorkosigan and broke him. Made him realize the tyrrany of meat. Put him through so much trauma that his only remaining ambition is to live."

    And I hold by that characterization of Cazaril: the once noble and principled master strategist, for whom everything, but everything, has gone so wrong that he has surrendered pride and principles and ambition and is grubbing in the mud after dropped coins. He is physically disabled. He has crippling PTSD. He would be content to live life as a kitchen scullion if it meant a guaranteed warm place by the fire to sleep.

    (But first he has to solve the problem in front of him.)


It is also worth mentioning that Bujold's plotting is as masterful as ever, and as usual, there is a fine array of worthy female characters across a wide range of ages.

It is probably also worth talking about the theology of this world? Except 1) I haven't really made up my mind about it, and 2) that discussion is nothing but spoilers all the way down.

I already have its immediate sequel, Paladin of Souls, in my hot little hands, although from the state of my reading list, it might be a bit before I can get there.


Lois McMaster Bujold, Captain Vorpatril's Alliance (2012)
Lois McMaster Bujold, The Flowers of Vashnoi (2018)

Read alouds to [personal profile] grrlpup; re-reads for me and first reads for her.

My reviews from last year, which I still largely stand by.

re Ivan: I still laugh to see Ivan thwarted; I still have fine-but-lukewarm feelings about Ivan and Tej. This time around, I particularly enjoyed how EVERYONE who found out about Ivan's emergency marriage IMMEDIATELY asked the important question: DOES YOUR MOM KNOW YET?? Sadly, the second half of the novel doesn't compel me the way the first half does: the in-law circus just can't live up to all of Ivan's nearest and dearest getting in line to make him squirm.

re Vashnoi: I still think this is a great novella, still appreciate how messy and intractable history is, and still very much appreciate Bujold leaving the ending as an exercise for the reader. Fair warning: this is one of the darker books in the series.
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Kelley Armstrong, Death at a Highland Wedding (2025)

Latest novel in the Rip Through Time series, in which a Vancouver B.C. police detective finds herself transported to 1870 Edinburgh, where she falls in with an undertaker who does forensic pathology work on the side, and they solve crimes together. This one is something like novel 5 in the series (with several additional novellas).

I wrote the... *checks AO3 to confirm* ...yes, still the only fic for Mallory and Gray (the Canadian detective and the Scottish undertaker). And every year since I wrote it, I know when a new novel has been published because there's a small influx of readers who turn to AO3 to self-medicate for the fact that Mallory and Gray still haven't gotten together yet. So I already knew from this year's comments that they don't get together in this book, either!

AND YET.
AND YET. (spoilers) Gray proposes a marriage of convenience, Mallory turns it down because she's holding out for a love match, Gray begins to say something about maybe in time she will develop feelings for him -- but cannily phrased, so that she doesn't realize HE ALREADY HAS feelings for HER, and she storms out. AND THEN. He writes her a letter explaining all! Which she doesn't get because of murder mystery shenanigans! Which is very Jane Austen of him, but he NEVER REWRITES THE LETTER, NOR CONFESSES WHAT WAS IN IT, and we're left with them deciding on the last page that if they can't come up with a better option by the time his sister gets married, he and Mallory will do a marriage of convenience after all -- WHICH IS VERY PINING IDIOTS OF BOTH OF THEM AND I WOULD GO AND BITCH TO THE ONLY PERSON ON AO3 WHO WROTE FIC ABOUT THEM. EXCEPT THAT PERSON IS ME. SO HERE I AM. BITCHING TO YOU.


Yes, I'll read the next book in the series. No, they still won't have gotten together. Yes, I'll be as mad about it as I am right now. ARGH. ([personal profile] grrlpup finds my frustration very amusing.)


E. Pauline Johnson (Mohawk), The Moccasin Maker (1913)

I have the impression that if I was Canadian I might have been more familiar with Johnson before this, as she was an early light on Canada's literary scene. She was more famed for her poetry than her stories, but I first heard of her because Chelsea Vowell (Metis) recommended the story "A Red Girl's Reasoning", which is included in this collection.

Johnson was mixed race herself, and a fair number of these stories feature protagonists in mixed-race marriages, sometimes happy, sometimes not. A lot of her characterizations are idealized, but I found the stories entertaining and sometimes thought-provoking. I very much enjoyed how often she centered indigenous women, and how she routinely insisted on their agency and dignity -- "A Red Girl's Reasoning" is a prime example.

I also enjoyed that chinuk wawa made the occasional appearance! Johnson lived her later life in Vancouver, British Columbia, which was within the region in which chinuk was commonly spoken. Her use of the language is a little different than what I was taught down here, but still entirely comprehensible to me. (And for people unfamiliar with chinuk wawa, she explains the terms that can't be deduced from context).

Warning for those who check out the Gutenberg edition: the included foreword about Johnson is as racist as all get out.


Rachel Poliquin (illus. Nicholas John Frith), The Superpower Field Guide: BEAVERS (2018)

Breathless, dynamic, humorous, chock-full-of-facts middle-readers book about why beavers are extraordinary. I learned a bunch of stuff, and have to agree: beavers are extraordinary! The illustrations are in a deft, mid-twentieth-century cartooning style that I found charming. Will definitely check out other books in the series.
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Two recent historical romances, both featuring two working class protagonists. I know both authors, which I take to be a sign of my exquisite taste in friends and acquaintances.


Alison McKenzie, The Blacksmith's Bride (2025)

Elizabeth finds herself pregnant by her local lord, and thereby at grave risk of punishment for bearing a child out of wedlock. Happily, her childhood friend Matthew, who works in the nearby town and has been carrying a torch for her for years, is willing to marry her, thus kicking off a quiet and lovely marriage-of-convenience to love-match arc. Elizabeth, who has endured years of emotional abuse at her mother's hands, and who has poured all of her wherewithal into protecting her younger siblings from their mother, has to learn to make herself open and vulnerable to love. Meanwhile, Matthew, has to learn to temper his protective streak: when it is wise to speak out and when it isn't, and to respect his loved ones' decisions on their own behalves, however much he yearns to thrash anyone who is cruel to them.

Set two years after the Peasants Revolt of 1381, there's a good deal here about trying to safely navigate the whims of those with wealth and power. To marry, Elizabeth must first get the permission of her lord, who stands to lose both her labor and that of her future child. Likewise, Elizabeth's efforts to save her younger brothers from their mother's abuse must take into account their lord's interest in the boys' economic value. Meanwhile, Matthew's sister, who married up into the merchant class, is thrown upon the mercy of her husband's family after his death. But while everyone is subject to the whims of wealthy and powerful men, no one is powerless, either: there is space for cleverness, and the possibility of carving out a tolerable space for oneself in the larger system.

The Blacksmith's Bride is billed as the first in a series, and I'm looking forward to reading the next, whoever it centers. But I'm hoping the second book will feature Matthew's sister and his best friend: I'd enjoy seeing Isabel's pov centered and her getting a happier ending than she manages here; I'd likewise enjoy seeing the feckless Roger buckle down to the task of making Isabel happy -- God knows, she deserves some happiness.


Annick Trent, By Marsh and By Moor (2025)

Jed is a deserted pressed sailor, desperate to return to his family, village, and former career. Within minutes of washing up on the beach, he falls in with Solomon, who, in addition to aiding Jed in his escape, is also helping a friend escape an abusive former lover. Unhappily for all, the former officer turns out to be in charge of the local press gang.

I've been eagerly looking forward to this volume since I first learned it would be about a pressed sailor, and it did not disappoint. The textural details are lovely, as is the lived-in-ness of their lives. Both Jed and Solomon have prior lives and entanglements, so no matter how smoothly and naturally they come together in the liminal in-between now, they each have loyalties and desires that complicate a more lasting partnership.

Along those lines, I liked how messy things got:
spoilers
At a key moment, Solomon betrays Jed, giving way his position to the press gang, but it holds up as a tactical calculation: Jed would likely eventually have been found in any case, but by giving up Jed right then, Solomon created a distraction for Wallace to get away -- and Wallace having his liberty ennabled him to rescue the other two later. One of the three having his liberty is undeniably a better tactical position than none of the three, and it's easy to see why Solomon chose it -- even if he didn't already feel protective of Wallace, even without a solid plan in mind for Jed's own escape, it was still the smart move.

And yet there is no denying how cold-blooded a betrayal that felt to Jed, hearing Solomon choose Wallace's liberty over Jed's; no denying how it intensified every weakness and insecurity in the relationship between the two. Jed, after all, didn't see them as a trio. Instead, ever since they first met, Wallace had been Solomon's first loyalty, sometimes to the detriment of his relationship with Jed. Of course this felt like more of the same!

Naturally, that moment sandbagged any further opportunity for Jed and Solomon to work as a team during their capture and imprisonment -- especially with the pressers determined to prevent them working as a team! But I did like how things ultimately worked out -- and liked, likewise, Solomon acknowledging that it had been hugely presumptuous for him to make that decision for all three of them, and that Jed had every right to feel as he did.


While we're talking about spoilers:
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I did very much want a tender reunion between Jed and Bess. I'm down with Jed not returning to his former village and profession -- he had been fantasizing about a world in which those five years of impressment had never happened, and I'm glad he finally came to grips with the impossibility of that. But I would have liked him to have a tender moment alone with his horse.

ETA: Bess is okay! She seems to be well taken care of by the guy who currently has her. No need to worry about Bess! I just wanted Jed to feed her an apple and share a nuzzle with her -- whatever it is you do with horses.
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Alison Bechdel, Spent: A Comic Novel (2025)

The Dykes to Watch Out For cast returns, absent Mo, who is replaced by "Alison," a neurotic graphic novelist who is suffering (not very graciously) through the indignity of her bestselling graphic novel about her father's death, Death and Taxidermy, being made into a hit TV show. Meanwhile, Alison is struggling to write $UM: An Accounting, a graphic memoir about the role of money in Alison's life.

(...which is, presumably, Spent itself. Spent does talk a little bit about Alison's finances, but I didn't think it had much to say on the subject that was terribly insightful.)

Mo always annoyed me back in the day, and I don't like her doppleganger "Alison" any better. In fact, "Alison's" griping about the success of Death and Taxidermy leaves me wondering if Alison Bechdel resents those of us who loved the musical Fun Home? Idk, it all just left me with a bad taste in my mouth.

However, I loved getting to hang out with the core the DTWOF squad: Ginger, Lois, Sparrow, and Stuart. Sparrow and Stuart's offspring, J.R. (they/them), is college-aged now, and absolutely steals the show. They are so righteous and black-and-white and angry. The kid believes that the older DTWOF generation are all bourgeois sell-outs, and everything the older generation says only confirms it. J.R. is aces at pushing all the DTWOF crew's buttons, and I love the kid to pieces.


Neil Sharpson (illus. Dan Santat), Don't Trust Fish (2025)

Children's book riffing on the cladistic incoherence of "fish" and launching from there into a full-blown conspiracy theory. (After all, every conspiracy is fueled by a seed of truth, is it not?) I note, however, that this conspiracy theory serves a second purpose as pro-crab propaganda, and internal evidence suggests that the book may even have been written by a crab! (The author's bio strenuously denies this, but the book's pro-crab agenda cannot be denied.) Those of us well up on our evolutionary biology, however, note that "crabs" are also cladistically incoherent, and thus no more trustworthy than fish. Hmmm...

Moral: trust neither fish nor crabs, and most of all, do not trust this book.


Jonathan Green, The Vulgar Tongue: Green's History of Slang (2015)

Less a history of slang, and more a history of lexicographer's sources for slang. Beginning with beggar books of the fifteenth and sixteeth centuries, Green traces the ever-expanding sources for English slang up through the present moment. Early on, sources mostly consist of moralizing glossaries serving the dual purpose of titillation and warning; later on there were lexicographies for lexicography's sake; eventually, however, slang expanded into plays, novels, lyrics, and newspapers. There are dedicated chapters for the slang of Cockneys, Australians, Gays, African-Americans, the military, and other groups, as well as a dedicated chapter on (hetero)sexual slang. Most chapters give a smattering of newly coined words from each source, plus a discussion of how the source (and its description or use of slang) fit into its societal moment. For some topics, he'll also discuss trends, influences, and evolution in the slang itself.

Random notes )

Anyway, it was a fascinating read, lots of good gossip, learned a ton of stuff, nice multi-century tour of the underbelly of Anglophone social history, and you could build a suggested reading list from this that would keep you going for the rest of your life, easily.
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I am very brain-dead from going to a work conference in Atlanta this week. Getting up at what amounts to 4am personal time, to then spend sixteen hours go go go with way too many people, none of whom are comfortably anonymous strangers but also none of whom are friends, is exhausting. I got home late Thursday and took Friday off, even napping on Friday afternoon, which is something that I'm generally incapable of. But that's exhaustion for you, I suppose.

(The last time I napped, come to think of it, was after my last work conference, in which not only was I sleep deprived all week, but I came down with a case of literal hives on the airplane home. Ugh.)

Anyway. None of you are here to hear about all that. ;-)


Lois McMaster Bujold, A Civil Campaign (1999)

Read aloud with [personal profile] grrlpup. First time for her; re-read for me.

This was one of my favorites from my first read of the series; I'm happy to say I liked it even better on re-read. I'm not sure how well it can be read as a stand-alone, as it assumes a working knowledge of Komarr. But I do like the strong ensemble of characters, and that the conflicts are mostly social and personal, instead of military or mystery. (Which does not stop it from rising to an action-packed climax at the end: I believe Grrlpup and I read the final three chapters in one day!)

Grrlpup's favorite characters were Dr. Enrique Borgos and his beloved butter bugs, and it is true: it is always a delight when they come on the page. Armsman Pym was also a favorite; she'd very much like to see his pov. (Alas, we do not, as I recall, ever get it in the series. I wonder if anyone has written Jeevsian fic for him?) And once again Lady Alys is serving strong Judith Martin vibes -- I do wonder if Martin was an inspiration for the character.


Lois McMaster Bujold, "Winterfair Gifts" (2004)

Read aloud with [personal profile] grrlpup. First time for her; re-read for me.

Taura, my beloved! *hearts-eyes* And I am fond of Armsman Roic, too (although I don't think this satisfied Grrlpup's desire for a Pym-centered story). Quick and sweet read, like a delicious chocolate truffle.


Daniel M. Lavery, Dear Prudence: Liberating Lessons from SLATE.com's Beloved Advice Column (2023)

I don't read many advice columns, but I find them most satisfying when there is an implied code of social logic that underlies them. (Make! The social! World! Make! Sense!) Lavery clearly has such a code, and the code tallies nicely with mine, which made this a pleasant read. I do enjoy the bits where he reconsiders the advice he originally gave; it's nice to know that even confident advice-givers grow and change over time. There's a chapter or two of letters on transitioning and/or coming out, presumably as Lavery himself was transitioning at the time and drawing more of that kind of question than I usually expect to see in a general-topics advice column.


Saeed Jones, How We Fight For Our Lives: A Memoir (2019)

Brief, lyrical, eminently readable memoir of growing up gay and black in the 1990s in Texas, attending university in the 2000s in Kentucky, and the death of his mother in the 2010s. There are some painful topics (gaybashing, homophobia, Christian evangelism, racism, a sexually self-destructive phase, and his mother's aforementioned death), and consequently the material gets heavy at times, but I raced through this in a day, always willing to turn the page and see what other thoughts and experiences he had had.


I also have a gob of Hum 110 bookgroup reading to write up, but I'll save that for their own posts.
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Jashar Awan, Every Monday Mabel (2025)

Children's picture book about Mabel's weekly ritual of getting ready for the breathlessy-awaited, much-longed-for visit of the garbage truck. Mabel's family is indulgent of but largely indifferent to her fannish interest -- but all across the city, other small children are also devoted fans of the garbage truck...


Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House (1959)

It's always odd to come late to a cornerstone of its genre. There are so many elements that were presumably fresh at the time of first publication, but which now ping as much-worn if well-beloved tropes. (In hindsight, it seems pretty clear to me that Stephen King was, directly or indirectly, influenced by Shirley Jackson.) And yet for all that the horror aspects of the story were defanged by my having first encountered them elsewhere, I enjoyed this story immensely. The characters are richly and deftly portrayed, and Nell is already one of my favorite faulty narrators, as her story unfolds into multiple layers of self-invention, misdirection, and supernatural influence. There's a whole bunch of chewy stuff here about why and how Nell in particular was targeted by the house, and especially the house's offer of home and belonging while simultaneously guaranteeing she would never know the same.

Note to [personal profile] garonne, who asked elsewhere if Theodora is canonically queer in the original English: yes, she is. It's discreet (e.g., the text refers to Dora's "friend" instead of her "girlfriend"), but for anyone who is familiar with the coded language that used to predominate for queer relationships, the implication that she's a lesbian is unambiguous.


Lois McMaster Bujold, Komarr (1998)

Read-aloud with [personal profile] grrlpup; first-read for her and re-read for me.

I remember being underwhelmed with this one the first time through, and it's true, all the stuff with Tien is just... awful. (It's not bad writing! The character is just numblingly sloggingly awful, exactly as he's meant to be. I appreciate the depiction of the dynamics of getting caught in an awful marriage, but that doesn't make the experience of reading about him any more pleasant.) Sadly, even after he exits the book, he still haunts the narrative. But I do love Ekaterin, and the Vorthyses, and a bunch of minor characters -- the two accountants, while getting only a half-dozen pages each, were great favorites of Grrlpup. And the climax is glorious; Miles is correct to be smitten with Ekaterin.

politics of occupation )
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Skip Finley, Whaling Captains of Color: America's First Meritocracy (2020)

Whaling was one of the few (perhaps the only?) eighteenth and nineteenth century major American industries that was racially integrated. Part of this was due to Quaker ownership of the early whaling fleet, but a good deal was intrinsic to the job itself: whaling was dangerous, demanding, and deeply unpleasant work, requiring great bravery and stamina in exchange for low wages. White laborers often had better options available to them and took them; black laborers often did not, leading to a large percentage of black mariners on whaling crews. But it wasn't all negatives! Because the success of these voyages so strongly depended on the skill, strength, and courage of the officers and crews, the whaling industry promoted without (much) of an eye to race: it was possible for a black mariner to become a mate and even a captain of these voyages, exercising authority (including physical discipline, unheard of in the greater social context!) over white crew members. With the knowledge and wealth they acquired as captains, more than a few continued on to become investors and owners.

Whaling Captains of Color is a sprawling 150-year history of the whaling industry, with a strong focus on its black, indigenous, and Cape Verdean captains and sailing masters. "Black" and "indigenous" were not distinct categories: many of the early captains of color, such as Paul Cuffe, were of mixed African and Wampanoag descent. Meanwhile, Cape Verdean sailors, who came to the industry late, typically identified as white and Portuguese, even as American society classed them as black based on their African descent.

About half of the text is profiles of individual captains and their careers, interspersed in the larger history of the American whaling industry. The length of the profiles depend on the available documentation: Paul Cuffe and his dynasty gets most of a chapter, many of the better-documented captains get one or two pages, while many, many more get a scant paragraph. (Meanwhile, the final chapter contains profiles of men who require further research to verify either to their race or captaincy.) Chapters are organized into broad topics, and captains' profiles are placed wherever they seem to fit best, which makes for a bit haphazard reading. Some profiles are mundane lists of voyages, ranks, and profits, while others are wild tales of maritime adventures or encounters with (or escapes from!) slave-holders and their enforcers. (One page I'd be bored and skimming, and the next page I'd be slackjawed with the wtf-ery.)

While it was a satisfying read in its own right, I'd particularly recommend the book as a source for further reading. Some of these memoirs and logbooks mentioned herein are available on Gutenberg or Internet Archive, and there's a good eighty pages of backmatter (appendices, tables, end notes, and bibiliography) to use as a jumping off place into whatever you find particularly interesting.


Timothy Snyder, On Tyranny: Twenty Lessons from the Twentieth Century (2017)

Slim little pocket-sized book of history-informed advice for Americans in the face of the oncoming wave of fascism.

cut for US politics )

Snyder's Suggested Reading List )


Carys Davies, Clear (2024)

Gorgeous, wrenching novella set during the Clearances, about a Presbyterian minister hired to clear an island between Norway and the Orkneys, the sole resident of that island, and the minister's wife, who is determined to rescue her husband from an insupportable situation. I read it in tiny little bits peeking between my fingers because I love Ivar (the island resident) so so much and could not stand anything bad happening to him -- but also the story and imagery and feeling and character portraits were so compelling that I couldn't put it down, either.

Apparently some out there in the wilds of internet claim that the story's resolution is too happy? Such opinion-havers can go jump off a cliff. I found the resolution bittersweet but hopeful, and I desperately want to believe that Mary's gamble worked out.

(I may also have to commit fic. I don't want to commit fic -- I know nothing of 1843 Scotland, or Presbyterianism, and I don't think I can rise to Davies' prose -- but I also want to see the hard work of Mary's gamble paying off. ARGH.)
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Trans Readathon time! I have one more book in progress, but I'm not gonna finish it by tomorrow, so I'm doing my write-ups now. As is my wont, I donated to Advocates for Trans Equality (national) and Basic Rights Oregon (local).


Amy Schneider, In the Form of a Question: The Joys and Rewards of a Curious Life (2023)

My mom is a regular Jeopardy! viewer and often records and saves episodes for our visits, especially the tournaments, so while I never saw Amy's initial run, I have seen her in a couple of masters tournaments since. I was always struck by her poise and humour, and so decided to check out her memoir.

This is a collection of essays, each answering a question. Some are questions about Jeopardy (How did you get to be so smart? What is it like to be famous?), some are about being trans (When did you know you were trans? What's your name? How did you tell your friends? Why is there so much drama around bathrooms?), some are about her experiences with drugs or poly or ADD, and some are even about beloved -- and beloathed! -- cartoon shows. And one question is about Tarot. (She's an atheist and a rationalist, but she finds Tarot useful for unpacking subconscious thoughts and feelings -- AND it is useful for meeting strangers in bars and shortcutting straight to the get-to-know-you talk she best prefers, deeply personal discussions of hopes and fears and dreams and childhood traumas. Hey, props for knowing what she likes, and how best to accomplish that without blindsiding or unnerving potential conversation partners!)

I very much enjoyed her writing style, which is idiosyncratic, witty, insightful, candid, and rife with sardonic footnotes. Reading her memoir was very much like hanging out with someone I might enjoy getting to know as a friend -- or at the very least, someone I would enjoy running into at a mutual friend's parties every so often. Some topics absolutely resonated with me (f'rex, how different the "How did you get to be so smart?" question hits -- and is meant! -- as an adult than as a child), while other topics were a fascinating tour of a life I will never lead. (Alas, I will never be a Jeopardy champion, and her discussion of why/how her brain is Jeopardy-shaped made it genuinely easier for me to be at peace with that.)

Content warning for pre-transition dysphoria and depression, as well as an alcoholic parent, sex work (not hers), bullying, drug use, and a relationship that... probably wasn't abusive, but wasn't exactly healthy, either. Her life is full of joy now, but before her transition at age thirty she was pretty despairing -- a tale she tells lightly and with much humor, but which might still be triggery for some.


Sascha Stronach, The Dawnhounds (2022)

(Note: I believe the author currently goes by Alexandra and uses she/her, but I may be wrong -- Stronach appears to be doing current book publicity under the name on the cover. If I am fucking up pronouns in this write-up, I apologize; I looked at a lot of author webpages, and it's still not clear to me what the author prefers.)

This was billed to me as a Maori maritime pirate SFF story, which of course shot it to the top of my "yes gimme" list for the readathon. Only about a third of it is actually maritime, but what there is, is lovely. I'm also happy to report that it also passes the Sanguinity-Bechdel test (in which two female characters talk to each other about a tall ship). There are even nonbinary characters who talk about the ship! Which is to say: much gender diversity on the Kopek, we love to see it!

Yat, the protagonist, is a former street kid turned police constable who earnestly believes she is a public servant helping the citizenry of her city. When the story opens, she is being disciplined for lesbianism, and much of the story is about her awakening to the truth that the police are not meant to protect and serve -- or at least, only protect and serve those who least need protection. Along the way she dies, becomes functionally immortal, learns to wield magic, and falls in with a pirate queen who herself may be a deposed god? (Some parts of the book are unattributed to any particular character, leading to a lot of question marks that, while they did not detract from my enjoyment, I hope will be clarified in later books.)

First book in a trilogy (second is published, the author promises they are close to finishing the third), and so ends in that intermediate place that isn't exactly a cliffhanger, but with still a lot of plot that needs tying up. Like [personal profile] rydra_wong, I'm a bit ??? at the endgame relationship that showed up out of nowhere at the climax, and I additionally felt the climax suffered, like some fantasy novels do, from an excess of what I've come to call "magical explosions with unicorns". Nevertheless, I very much enjoyed Yat and Sen and Sibbi and Ajat and Wajet and many of the sailors on the Kopek, as well as the magical system of weaving and the alchemical botany that has replaced "ferro" tech. I look forward to meeting them all again in the next book!
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(If by "recent" we mean "since before the new year"...)

Kelley Armstrong, Cocktails and Chloroform (2023)

A Rip Through Time novella, a series in which a modern Vancouver B.C. police detective gets time warped to 1860s Edinburgh. This one is a fairly lightweight adventure in which Mallory, with the aid of the junior housemaid and their employer, get to foil some sex traffickers and throw a Molotov cocktail or two. Pleasant enough way to pass the time if you already like the characters, but pretty skippable, too.


Kelley Armstrong, Schemes and Scandals (2024)

Another novella in the series! Mallory and Duncan foil a blackmailer who is targeting one of Duncan's former lovers over erotic letters. I enjoyed this installment much better than Cocktails and Chloroform, as it leans heavily into the Mallory and Duncan slow burn. As much as I want them to get together already, I very much enjoy their dynamic as it stands, too.


Lois McMaster Bujold, Memory (1996)

Read-aloud with [personal profile] grrlpup; first time for her and re-read for me. Her comments are here.

Spoilers I will always love this book for finally giving Miles consequences for his own hubris. He has spent far too long thinking he's smarter than everyone around him, constitutionally above what the rules and bureauracracy were put in place to prevent. Well, dude, all that fast-talking has finally caught up with you. Happily, though, unlike many sons of privilege, Miles actually learns something from the reckoning.


Unlike most books in this series (which start out leisurely and snowball in the back half), there's a great big lull in the middle of this one; we kept joking around that the remaining two-hundred pages were going to be the after-action report that Miles was compiling. That said, the Sylvy Gale trip aside (which I don't exactly object to, but which did feel like an unnecessary digression), I liked the leisurely rhythm of the story and the chance to sit and reflect with so many favorite characters. I am very much a fan of Alys Vorpatril; I 100% read her as the Judith Martin of Barrayar. (Up to and including Martin's ability to get scoops on political news because her targets dismissed her as a "social" reporter! And here I will insert a rec for [archiveofourown.org profile] philomytha's The Huntsman's Reel, which leans hard into those Judith Martin vibes.)


Lois McMaster Bujold, Cetaganda (1995)

Read-aloud with [personal profile] grrlpup; first time for her and re-read for me. Rather than moving forward with the Miles in Love omnibus, we dropped back to an earlier novel in the timeline (earlier by internal chronology, although it was published at about this point in the larger sequence).

Miles and Ivan, official Barrayaran envoys to a Cetagandan imperial funeral, get framed for a political murder and must clear Barrayar's name. (Well, Miles must clear it. Ivan would very much like to drop the whole mess in the hands of his superiors for them to clean up.) The Miles-and-Ivan comedy show is on point, with Ivan at his charming best. (Unfortunately, Miles comes off as a horrible little incel in this one.) As always, the side characters are excellently drawn, and I commiserate with Miles' long-suffering superior officers -- Vorreedi and Galeni need to get together at some point and share notes.

Side note, re the fic I wrote for this novel )


Ivan McClellan, Eight Seconds: Black Rodeo Culture (2024)

Contrary to Hollywood whitewashing, historical American cowboys were frequently men of color, both Black and Latino. Despite the stereotype associating Black people with urban centers, the tradition of the Black American cowboy is still alive and well today, with there even being a Black rodeo circuit.

This book is a photo tribute to Black cowboys (gender inclusive), documenting their lives on the ranch, their performances in the arena, and their celebrations after. This collection was a joy to peruse: people of all ages and genders showing off their fashion, their families, their horses, and their accomplishments. I particularly liked the drama of the photos taken under the arena lights against the black of night: sequins and acrylic nails and rodeo clowns and calf-roping and trophies.

The photographer is local, and there have been several news articles about the book. Check out some of the photographs, or this interview with the photographer.
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Mark Kurlansky, Cod: A Biography of the Fish that Changed the World (1997)

That subtitle is a bit overblown, since there are a lot more places in the world than the northern half of the Atlantic and the nations that are within easy reach of it. That said, the book is a fascinating overview of the last thousand years or so of the North Atlantic cod fisheries: technology, markets, foodways, diplomacy (and its failures), and cultures. For someone who imprinted early on Captains Courageous and its snapshot of a historical moment on the Grand Banks, it was wonderful to understand so much more of the what led up to that moment, what became of it after, and where the fuck all those cod were going. Along the way, this volume connected for me many seemingly-random bits of Atlantic maritime, economic, and culinary history -- there were many times I had a little ping of recognition for something that I would in no way have thought was part of the story. (Bechamel began as a sauce for cod! I had no idea!)

THAT SAID. I was very disappointed with some of the book's weird oversights. For all of its strong focus on Massachusetts and Newfoundland, there was very little mention of First Nations/Native Americans in any of this, which I find difficult to fathom. Also, despite spending multiple chapters discussing the collapse of most North Atlantic cod fisheries, the recovery of the Norwegian cod fishery only got a half-paragraph mention? In among all this doom and gloom, I would like to hear more of that, please! How did Norwegians manage to succeed, where everyone else failed?

Nonetheless, it was a quick, engaging, wide-reaching read. For those who like old-fashioned recipes, there's a whole section of traditional salt cod recipes included between chapters and in the appendix, ranging from Africa and the West Indies to Norway. (With a bonus off-hand historical note about why/how/when recipes changed from looking like that -- a short paragraph describing roughly how to make a thing -- to the modern measurement-heavy, itemized steps format.)


Mohammad Saleh Zarepour, Medieval Finitism (Elements in the Philosophy of Mathematics, 2025)

A friend threw this at me in chat the other day, quoting the summary and adding her comment, "I am begging you people to go outside." (Heh. Alas for her, I'm just as likely to think about the sizes of various infinities outside as I am in.)

A summary of medieval arguments about infinities of different sizes and one-to-one mappings of one infinity to another. I misunderstood from the abstract where this was going to go, and expressed surprise these very modern ideas went back that far, or that medieval Europe had such sophisticated mathematics! In fact, this is mostly Islamic philosophers (with a few Classical, Jewish, and Christian thinkers), who used the mapping argument and/or the assumption that all infinities are equal in size to argue against the existence of infinity, either in the real world or as a mental exercise.

I had a great time reading this, metaphorically chowing popcorn all the way through it. As [personal profile] grrlpup commented, when I was animatedly relating some of the so-close-but-so-far arguments to her, that this is "Sang's favorite genre: philosophers being wrong about mathematics." (Harsh, perhaps, but she's not wrong.) I found it a quick read and relatively accessible, but apparently mileage on that varies: when I was liveblogging it to the lucky friend who first pointed me toward it, she complained that I was making her head hurt.

Available as a free ebook through 10 February 2025.
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2024 Media in Review. I'm happy to chatter about anything people want to hear more about!

Books )

Movies )

Television )

~

In other news, I'm happy to report that sabrage will open a mini bottle of champagne just as well as a full-sized one. This year I used my Chinese practice saber (as opposed to the European practice saber I received for Christmas last year) and it worked much better: a heavier blade and no finger guard (which makes reversing the grip and using the back of the blade MUCH easier).
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Lois McMaster Bujold, Mirror Dance (1994)

Read-aloud book; first read for [personal profile] grrlpup and re-read for me. As ripping a yarn as it was the first time. We were reading a chapter at a time, and most of the time on finishing a reading session together, I'd sneak away and read the next chapter or three to myself because I couldn't put it down THERE.

[personal profile] phoenixfalls refers to this as a "spearpoint" book (credit Jo Walton), where the effectiveness of the current volume comes from the driving weight of the entirety of previous canon behind it. When shit starts to go down -- and boy, does it go down! -- it's strongly informed by all the stuff we already know about how to execute (and thus, implicitly, not to execute) operations like these. And so it goes throughout: the weight of Mark's anxieties about Barrayar; Cordelia's and Aral's respective attempts to connect with Mark and help him negotiate all the everything of being Vor, the multiple outsider povs... Everything is strongly informed by what comes before.

(Happily, the exact novels that [personal profile] grrlpup has read -- the Cordelia novels, "Labyrinth", and Brother in Arms -- are a solid foundation for appreciating Mirror Dance. I wonder who was the exceedingly clever person who made sure [personal profile] grrlpup had already read those...? ;-) )


Maggie Tokuda-Hall, The Worst Ronin (2024)

Graphic novel about a teenaged girl whose life ambition is to become a samuarai like her father, buddying up with her idol, a bitter and washed-up ronin, who herself was the first and only female graduate of the prestigious Keisi samurai academy. Despite the apparent pre-Meiji setting, there are smart phones and televisions -- which are never explained, and somewhat contradict the muzzle-loading muskets, but whatever, don't worry about it, it works.

Built on the classic trope of the bitter, reluctant mentor and the starry-eyed protege, the story is a bit predictable. However, the trope is executed so soundly that I was charmed anyway. Give them a few years for Chihiro to outgrow her baby fat, and I'll ship it.


Annick Trent, The Oak and Ash

I read this several months ago, but missed noting it here! Another late-18th century working class m/m romance, this time between a valet and a surgeon, who meet when the valet's employer is involved in a duel. The relationship build is slow and quiet until late in the book, when the valet's employer, in an effort to save himself from the consequences of the duel, treats the surgeon as a sacrificial pawn. As before, I really enjoyed the rich depiction of working class lives, including their intellectual pursuits (the valet is a researcher into the developing theory of heat; the surgeon is the editor of a perilously subversive periodical), and the sometimes beneficial, sometimes hazardous relationships with their patrons and employers (some of whom are themselves negotiating the hazards of queerness in an unfriendly age).


Candace Fleming (Eric Rohman, illus), Giant Squid (2016)

Beautiful nonfiction picture book for very young readers about the giant squid, and what little we know about them. Library copy, and many pages had giant rips up the middle from very young readers who had not yet mastered the art of turning pages -- that kind of thing used to bother me, but now I feel part of a shared community with these beginning readers.

[personal profile] grrlpup gave this to me for my Christmas Eve book, feeling that the mathematics book I requested was too "cold" and "sad" for Christmas. (This, from the woman who learned calculus so we could get married! This, right before I handed her Mathematics: A Very Short Introduction for her Christmas Eve book! But never fear, she gave me both the mathematics book and a book on giant squid -- she understands me very well.)

We read this together, and while I already knew most of the facts in here, [personal profile] grrlpup was quite amazed to discover that most of what we know about giant squid is a result of their interactions with whales (a group of species we know significantly more about). Includes a small print section in the back with more giant squid facts, plus recommended websites and videos where you can learn more about them. There's been some linkrot, of course, but not so much that you can't find video of that time a giant squid surfaced in Toyama Bay, Japan in 2015. (CNN story)
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P.G. Wodehouse, Mike and Psmith (1909)

(known variously as "The Lost Lambs", Enter Psmith, or the second half of the novel Mike.)

I confess, this didn't take me strongly. Part of it, no doubt, was the focus on English institutions that mean little to me (public schools, cricket). A greater part is that the main characters are such asses, who always manage to elude getting what they have coming to them -- I spent a good deal of time sympathizing with the other boys who had to deal with them. (It isn't everyone else's problem that Mike and Psmith consider themselves too good for the place!) Happily, our protagonists do eventually get over themselves to some degree, at which point it was easier to enjoy the shenanigans.


P.G. Wodehouse, Psmith in the City (1910)

(aka "The New Fold")

Weirdly, for as poor an impression as these two made on me in the previous book, I enjoyed them greatly here. Mostly I shake my head, sympathizing with the managers and senior clerks who are charged with taking these two in hand and teaching them to at least pretend to be good employees. I am also bemused by Psmith's favored technique of defusing any criticism by yes-and-ing it. (How old was he when he learned that strategy, do you think? Eleven? It occurs to me that in his own day, Psmith was absolutely one of those horrible small boys that so infest Wodehouse's work. Hmmmm.)

Anyway, it was fun! But alas, they're off to Cambridge now. I have never yet enjoyed a comic novel about Oxbridge, so I am not optimistic.


Ryoko Kui, Dungeon Meshi | Delicious in Dungeon, Vol 1-14 (2014-2023)

When I began this series, the D&D adventuring party that survives on monsters that they kill, cook, and eat mostly seemed a cute and harmless gimmick. Each issue would see our heroes defeating and preparing a monster, culminating with a recipe and nutritional info, in between pursuing their quest of recovering and reviving a dead party member. I enjoyed the fancy and the imaginative exercise of how exactly one might best prepare various classic monsters.

As the story continued, more and more lore was introduced about the dungeon, the demon that powered it, and its lord. While I was initially pretty meh about the lore (and the ever expanding cast of characters!), by the time the story climaxed in volumes 12 and 13, it all had become a tightly woven, well-developed, and suspenseful exploration of power and desire, with monster-eating elevated from an amusing gimmick to a key and thematically-relevant mechanic. Watching it all come together into a coherent whole was immensely satisfying, and from Volume 11 onwards I itched with impatience while waiting for the library to bring me each new volume.

I'm pleased to say that Volume 14 was an extended denouement, permitting us a leisurely good-by to the world and its characters -- with an extended "monster tales" coda to show us how the characters were adjusting in the aftermath. I don't feel like I often get a leisurely "wind-down" like that anymore, and it was a luxury to have it here.

All in all, a satisfying read, and makes me want to check out the mangaka's other work!
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Willard Price, Volcano Adventure (1956)

The next exciting adventure of the Hunt boys!

Unlike the previous three novels, I have zero memory of this one from my childhood, not even in vibes (and there are considerable vibes!) I think it would have made a major impression on me, had I read it, seeing that one of the major events of my childhood was the eruption of Mt. St. Helens when I was nine. Too, a great part of this book is set in Japan, which we visited when I was eleven. But alas, my childhood public library must not have had this one! Never mind, I can enjoy it now. :-D

Volcanoes, more volcanoes, and MORE VOLCANOES )


Willard Price, Whale Adventure (1960)

As predicted, for harm-to-whales reasons, [personal profile] grrlpup did not want this one as a falling-asleep book, so I blew through it on my own.

God, what a weird book. (She says, knowing full well that this could be said of any of the books that preceded it.) I remember this one from when I was a kid (of course I would, it has a TALL SHIP in it!), and at the time, I thought it perfectly legit that there would be an old-fashioned nineteenth-century whaler still operating on a commercial basis in 1960-or-whenever-this-is-set. (For those also trying to pin this down, the narration at one point refers to 1950 as being in the past.) After all, 1960 was FOREVER ago! But now I know more maritime history! Which means that I side-eye hard the premise:
"Of course, today the business has been taken over by the big factory ships -- but with the new demand for whale products a few of the old sailing vessels have been put back into service. That gives us a chance to see how whaling used to be done. And that's why the American Museum wants me to make a complete record of the operations and take motion pictures for the museum's library."

Well. I went down several rabbit holes and consulted some whaling history friends, and while wikipedia suggests that oil prices did peak in 1950-1952, I can find ZERO evidence that any of the old mothballed sail-powered traditional whaling fleets took to the seas again as a result. I can maybe see someone with deep pockets (an enthusiast, a whaling museum, a movie studio) refloating one of these ships for documentary reasons in the 1950s? But that is not what Price is giving us. Our whaler, the bark Killer, sailing on a commercial whaling voyage out of St. Helena, is in all ways a time-capsule straight out of the 1850s, in both technology and shipboard culture. Price clearly wanted to drop Hal and Roger into Moby Dick, and by god, he was going to do it, no matter how unlikely the set-up!

The Hunt boys meet Moby Dick )

The Hunt boys meet modern whaling )

The rest is an anticlimax: in the space of a page, they arrive in Honolulu, the entire crew is arrested, tried, and acquitted of mutiny. Captain Grindle is disgraced, but not tried for the murder of the bosun, Sails. John Hunt, the boys' father, makes his first appearance in several volumes when he flies out for the trial. It's been quite an adventure and a "good education"; would the boys like to go back to Long Island and have a rest? (No mention is made of the boys resuming their school year; at this point Hal is nineteen and I am very worried about his ever getting his high school diploma.) NO THEY DO NOT WANT A REST. Well, would they instead like to go to Africa and capture megafauna for zoos and circuses? BOY WOULD THEY!

So we're all off to Nairobi for an African Adventure! Good-bye, Pacific! Good-bye, Omo! Good-bye, Lively Lady! I doubt the series will ever think of any of you again.

And I might take a pause in my reading here; I do remember reading the Africa books when I was a kid, but it was the South Pacific books that I adored. (Yes, because they had boats; I have always been that predictable.)
sanguinity: Quote from Commodore Hornblower: There was only one man that he wanted. "I'll have Bush." (Hornblower only wanted Bush)
Lois McMaster Bujold, Brothers in Arms (1989)

Read-aloud book with [personal profile] grrlpup; re-read for me and first read for her.

I was surprised to learn that, excepting the novellas, the Miles publication timeline jumped straight from Warrior's Apprentice to Brother in Arms. That made this a decent jumping-in point for [personal profile] grrlpup, as it presumes little in the way of prior knowledge (only Warrior's Apprentice and "Borders of Infinity", both of which I was happy to summarize for her as needed.) As with the last several Bujold books I read to her, we began at the sedate pace of a third-of-a-chapter a couple of times a week, and ended with multiple chapters daily -- Bujold can plot a climax! I was a little surprised to see how much this novel sets up later books; quite a lot in here is going to matter later.

[personal profile] grrlpup enjoyed herself (she pronounced it "exciting" and "funny", and expressed appreciation for Elli, Galeni, and the cat blanket), so we shall be continuing on to Mirror Dance next. Wish us luck in getting through the MilSF at the beginning!


Priya Krishna, Priya's Kitchen Adventures: A Cookbook for Kids (2024)

International cookbook, featuring recipes from Greece, Mexico, France, China, Italy, Morocco, England, India, Japan, Peru, and Trinidad & Tobago. (Whew!) In its range of spiciness and flavors, it's much more adventurous than I usually see in kids' cookbooks, which often assume a narrow palate. (Adults will definitely have to help with sourcing ingredients, possibly even by mail-order for some dishes.) There's also a wide range of skill represented, but the recipes are rated for difficulty, and the very youngest cooks will need assistance in any case. (For reference, the kid testers in the acknowledgments ranged from 5 to 13 years old. The layout is very middle-readers; I'd hesitate before giving it to a teenager.) A good number of recipes require a fair amount of manual forming, shaping, or arranging (baklava, Chinese dumplings, tarte aux pommes, ravioli, tiramisu) which can be fun with younger kids. Other dishes include stews, soups, or roasting, which are probably only accessible for older kids -- although certainly younger ones can assist with measuring and adding to the pot! Most recipes are vegetarian, and recipes default to Imperial (American) measurement, although metric measurements are included for some ingredients for some recipes.

Haven't had a chance to test any of the recipes mystelf (let alone with a kid!), although there are many old favorites in here, and a good dozen new-to-us recipes that we've marked to scan and investigate later. I expect good things, though: we're big fans of Krishna's Indian-Ish, and Krishna clearly is writing for kids who want to taste all the flavours and textures!


Amy Miller, Dressed to Kill: British Naval Uniform, Masculinity and Contemporary Fashions 1748-1857 (2007)

I've long heard this book's praises sung, and I must say I enjoyed it thoroughly. Miller traces a century of Royal Navy uniforms, from their inception for commissioned officers through their eventual extension to enlisted men a century later, and ties each uniform revision to current fashion and the professional and national anxieties that motivated the change. Full-color large-format photography and illustrations throughout, both of the historical uniforms in the National Maritime Museum's collection (including full-view photographs, detail photographs, and pencil sketches of their construction) and a generous supply of period fashion plates, portraiture, and caricatures illustrating the larger context of these uniforms.

Meanwhile, there's a ton of great gossip: the pearl-clutching over the first dress uniforms taking their inspiration from French court dress (and so soon after the French had backed the Jacobite Rebellion, how dare!); Nelson, as a young officer, refusing to truck with enterprisingly fashionable officers who adopted French epaulettes against regulation (and then Nelson later needing one of those fashionable youngbloods to help him pick out his first pair of epaulettes after they became regulation); the period of confusion in 1812 when everyone was prematurely wearing all the wrong epaulettes willy-nilly; the rather pointed bearskin in that one super-dishy Captain Ross portrait; the tension between choosing a London or Portsmouth tailor, the former being more fashionable and the latter being more correct; all the non-regulation ways a fashionable officer might edit a uniform -- or, flip-side, a poor officer might try to upgrade a secondhand uniform from an older pattern to the new regs... [personal profile] grrlpup is usually patient but long-suffering when I go on about Royal Navy minutiae, but here she attended with great interest as I went through the pictures in the book with her, giving her the dish or snark behind each one.

For my own notes: the 1812 uniform change was promulgated in March, to be enacted on August 2nd, although not all officers waited until August 2 to begin sporting their new epaulettes. (I care, because Bush was fictionally promoted to captain that summer. Was he one of the officers who jumped the gun? I am still deciding, but there may be a fic in that.)

Also, a few references I want to chase down for myself:
  • Chesterfield's letters on gentlemanly behavior
  • John Davis, The Post-Captain, or These Wooden Walls Defended: A View of Naval Society and Manners (1805)
  • William Johnstoune Nelson Neale, The Pride of the Mess (1855) -- the first post-Nelson naval novel that wasn't about Nelson's era.
Austen, Marryat, and Gaskell were also discussed, as were a goodly number of memoirs of men who served during these eras.
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Backstory: Hum 110 Alumni Bookgroup )


Andrew George (translator), The Epic of Gilgamesh (2022 ed.)

This volume contains all the currently translated (which is a subset of all the extant) fragments of Gilgamesh tablets -- George has been updating the text every so often, as translation continues and more parts of the epic get filled in. He explains in his introduction that we have a wealth of fragments spanning multiple millennia, cultures, and languages, and a significant portion of them are currently sitting unread in museums. (Apparently we have way more cuneiform tablets than people qualified to read them?? George reckons that we already have the complete text of Gilgamesh in our hands, it's just going to take time and funding to get around to reading it! THEN GIVE HIM FUNDING. HOW MUCH CAN READING ONE EPIC COST?)

George divides his text into four chapters, each collecting one era/culture/language's version of the epic -- which explains why this volume is four times the size of the other Epics of Gilgamesh on the bookstore shelf, a thing that puzzled me when I was standing there looking at them all. Only the "Standard Babylonian" version (1300-1000 BCE), the one that took Victorian Britain by storm and is also the most complete of the four, was assigned.

I was wholly unfamiliar with Gilgamesh before reading this, beyond the osmosis that he has a wild-man companion Enkidu, Enkidu dies tragically, and that the two of them are allegedly pretty gay.

They are in fact pretty gay! )

Hero's Journey vs. the Carrier Bag Theory of Fiction )

Next up: The Tale of Sinuhe and other Egyptian Middle Kingdom literature. And I'm leading the discussion group this time, so I need to come up with some good questions.

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