Jan. 5th, 2014

maribou: (book)
Letters and Reminiscences of Alfred Russel Wallace, vol. 2, edited by James Marchant (public domain, nook)
Wallace believed a lot of strange things in his old age. Still, I like learning more about him, and I enjoy unvarnished Victorians, even when they weird me out.
(240)

Extras, by John Scalzi (nook)
Fun, slight stories. I like Scalzi better in long form, but this was good airplane company.
(241)

Lies and Prophecy (and Welcome to Welton), by Marie Brennan (nook)
Absolutely loved this. Urban fantasy - well, college fantasy really. With the exact right amount of characterization, snappy banter, scary plot, magic geekery, and assorted other delights. And, as a bonus, I really liked the philosophical struts.
(242)

How Not to Make a Wish, When Good Wishes Go Bad, and To Wish or Not to Wish, by Mindy Klasky (nook)
What's even better on a plane than literate, intelligent chicklit? Literate, intelligent chicklit with djinns in! These books rang some fairly straightforward romance novel changes, andbut they made them their own. Good times.
(243, 244, 245)

So that's it for my 2013 reading. Read lots of books, many of them good. Read some books I owned before last year, read some books that were ARCs, not as many of either of those as I would've liked. I'm still in school (on top of working full time), so I'm still not setting myself any official goals for next year - other than SURVIVE. But once I graduate in May, I might reconsider that. Will be counting the same things I counted last year. I've kind of settled into a rut, but it's a very comfortable rut, so I have no desire to escape it.

missed one!

Jan. 5th, 2014 01:07 am
maribou: (book)
The Love School, by Elizabeth Knox
Chronological collection of Knox's essays and occasional nonfiction. I am so in love with this author I cannot even tell you.
(246)
maribou: (book)
I think this is the shortest yearly roundup I've ever done. As always, I'm mostly reposting the reviews I wrote back when I first read these. Usually I have to fight to confine myself to 10 percent of the books I've read, but this year - despite the many many wonderful books I'm not listing here - there were a few books that really took me to the woodshed. So much so that for the First Time Evar, I'm breaking my rules for this post by including a reread AND not just one, but TWO series.

So, my very most favorite books from the past year.

The Young Wizards series by Diane Duane, as read by Christina Moore
Here's what I said after the first one:
I loved this book so much! The story was great! The characters were great! The language is delicious! New York City is incredibly well-described! Anything I say will sound a bit goofy because I am so enthused! Also, the reader did an amazing job. Mostly, I'm just wondering wtf I didn't read this as a 10 year old when I was reading Every Other YA Fantasy The Library Had.... it came out in 1983. I'm so excited that there are 9 more of these, although I realize my inner 10 year old probably can't sustain this level of enthusiasm that long.
And here's what I said part way through:
This series has come to mean an awful lot to me. I listen to it when I can't sleep or when I'm lonely or when things seem really hard... like the rope you hold on to when you're crossing a log bridge, you know? It's that kind of a story.
I'm in the middle of the eighth one now, and my inner 10 year old is still completely in love.

Not-yet-published theses, by no-longer-undergraduate friends (bis)
As transparent as this pseudonym is, I somehow don't feel like naming these. Or even saying much about them :D. But they were very, very good.

Bluets, by Maggie Nelson
This book was heaven for me. I read it all in one go over lunch and then I immediately bought a copy for me and two for friends. I will be rereading it again this summer. At least once.

Evil for Evil, and The Escapement, by K.J. Parker
Oh, man. These books wrecked me. Particularly close readers *might* just possibly remember that I've read the first book in this trilogy, Devices and Desires, several times, and that I've occasionally accused it of being My Platonic Book. I love it so. These ones are equally tightly plotted and they rise to absolute brilliance regularly. And yet. And yet. They are so heartbreakingly sad. I found myself, at the end, telling myself consolingly that I wasn't meant to *believe* this story's thesis about the world; instead, I was meant to react against it, and in so doing formulate my own more joyous and less desperate conclusions. Whatever the intent, I loved these. Fucking K. J. Parker, man; there's no one else like her.

Mr. Fox, by Helen Oyeyemi
I loved this book so much. Twisty and beautiful and sharp-toothed, and everything resolves perfectly at the end, without resolving at all. <3 <3 <3. <3 <3. I'mma reread it soon. And various persons should count themselves lucky I didn't actually make them listen to the last two chapters on Skype. Unless, I suppose, any of you would actually LIKE me to read you the last 2 chapters on Skype. In which case, let me know, eh?

An Angel at my Table, by Janet Frame
Oh my god. This is brilliant. Recommended for anyone who likes a) memoir, b) affectionate family stories that are also sad, c) reading about other people's time in college, d) historical context around psychology and psychiatry, e) stories rooted strongly in a sense of place, f) non-fiction about writing and/or writers, g) New Zealand. As I like ALL OF THESE THINGS, I was well-satisfied.

The Bone People, by Keri Hulme (reread)
I first read The Bone People as a young teenager - 13 I think? - and the father in the story was so like my own father, good and bad both - more so, but still recognizably alike in a way no other father in a book ever had been - that I managed to block out everything about the book except that it was really good, so I didn't have to think too hard about what it meant. Rereading now, it was even better - because I'm not so in need of compartmentalizing as a coping mechanism, and so there were a lot of powerful things I could look at more squarely. Also her writing is amazing, and there are allusions I caught this time around that I wouldn't have heard at thirteen. [Warning: It's a very violent book. Bad things happen to a small child at the hands of someone he loves. Please don't read it if that will hurt you. It helped me, both times, because the book doesn't stop there.] I loved it so much I went and read everything else of hers I could easily get my hands on, and then started ILLing things that are harder to find.

The Love School, by Elizabeth Knox
Chronological collection of Knox's essays and occasional nonfiction. I am so in love with this author I cannot even tell you.

Anyone out there reading this, who hasn't already told me what books they dug in 2013, is hereby strongly encouraged to do so. Actually, even if you already did, I welcome additions or reiterations :)
maribou: (book)
The Last Gift of Time, by Carolyn G. Heilbrun (reread)
Essays, or musings, about being an old lady. The best of these were amazing, but sometimes she frustrated me. I don't mind though, because, wow. Heilbrun. I wish she was still around, and I will keep doling her out to myself in small doses. Weirdly, I realized about 50 pages from the end that I had read this before, in my very early 20s. Now I sort of want to reread it once a decade. We'll see.
(1, O1)

Encyclopedia of the Exquisite, by Jessica Jenkins Kerwin
It took me a long time to get into the groove of this reference book, but once I did I zoomed through it. Pretty, magazine writing - but in the best sense of the words.
(2)

The Best American Comics 2013, edited by Jessica Abel, Matt Madden, and Jeff Smith
As always, this was a combination of enjoyable rereads, delightful new finds, and tiresomely opaque things I would never seek out on my own. Thank you, o editors.
(3)

Red Rocks, by Rachael King
Simple and straightforward, emotionally solid story about a young boy, his father, and old man, the Wellington coast, and selkies.
(4)

The Hobbit: The Incredible Journey: Chronicles II: Creatures and Characters, by Daniel Falconer
Not as interesting as the art and design book, but still full of very pretty pictures.
(5)

A Tale for the Time Being, by Ruth Ozeki
If this is a year where every month I read a book that is as shimmering and earthy and heartfelt and carefully structured and real and surreal as this one, it will be a very good year indeed.
(6)

Profile

maribou: (Default)
maribou

March 2021

S M T W T F S
 123456
78910111213
14151617181920
21222324252627
28 293031   

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Aug. 25th, 2025 04:27 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios