Books read, early April.
Apr. 16th, 2009 09:39 pmLloyd Alexander, The Kestrel. Discussed elsewhere.
Lois McMaster Bujold, The Sharing Knife: Horizon. Not a stand-alone book by any means. This is still my least favorite Bujold series, but I liked the way it ended pretty well.
Georgette Heyer, Devil's Cub and Arabella. Continuing diversions. None of them so far have measured up to The Grand Sophy, but luckily that is not their only success condition. Getting me through times when my concentration is low is good enough.
Tony Hillerman, Sacred Clowns. I'm still mostly enjoying the local color aspects of these, but the overall character arc is failing to arc so much as hang in the air and dither. There was a bit of decision at the end, so that's something.
Rudyard Kipling, Just So Stories. In the copy Grandpa and I read together when I was little. I had forgotten a few we didn't read together as often as the others. It was good. I needed it, and here it was.
Gillian Linscott, Stage Fright. I found this to be mildly entertaining but nothing special. The period heroine who just happens to have modern opinions seemed to be a particularly strong feature. Do the rest in this series change in some direction, or is this a pretty good indication of what the others are like?
Elizabeth Moon, Command Decision. The fourth in the Vatta series. I thought it was the weakest so far--not that it was bad, but it felt to me very much like it was bridging book three and book five more than being its own thing. Still, I look forward to the thrilling conclusion etc., and would very much recommend this series to those who like space opera, or even those who don't dislike it.
Simon Schama, A History of Britain: The Fate of Empire, 1776-2002. I discovered with this one that my great difficulty in the 19th century is not that I don't know what happened in the early Victorian period and what happened in the late Victorian period. I just have difficulty making them join up in the middle. Many of the things that would help with that are outside the scope of this book, so I guess I know what I need to do about that. More Chartists! Always more Chartists! Well. Maybe not always. And actually what I mean is post-Chartists. Still.
Lois McMaster Bujold, The Sharing Knife: Horizon. Not a stand-alone book by any means. This is still my least favorite Bujold series, but I liked the way it ended pretty well.
Georgette Heyer, Devil's Cub and Arabella. Continuing diversions. None of them so far have measured up to The Grand Sophy, but luckily that is not their only success condition. Getting me through times when my concentration is low is good enough.
Tony Hillerman, Sacred Clowns. I'm still mostly enjoying the local color aspects of these, but the overall character arc is failing to arc so much as hang in the air and dither. There was a bit of decision at the end, so that's something.
Rudyard Kipling, Just So Stories. In the copy Grandpa and I read together when I was little. I had forgotten a few we didn't read together as often as the others. It was good. I needed it, and here it was.
Gillian Linscott, Stage Fright. I found this to be mildly entertaining but nothing special. The period heroine who just happens to have modern opinions seemed to be a particularly strong feature. Do the rest in this series change in some direction, or is this a pretty good indication of what the others are like?
Elizabeth Moon, Command Decision. The fourth in the Vatta series. I thought it was the weakest so far--not that it was bad, but it felt to me very much like it was bridging book three and book five more than being its own thing. Still, I look forward to the thrilling conclusion etc., and would very much recommend this series to those who like space opera, or even those who don't dislike it.
Simon Schama, A History of Britain: The Fate of Empire, 1776-2002. I discovered with this one that my great difficulty in the 19th century is not that I don't know what happened in the early Victorian period and what happened in the late Victorian period. I just have difficulty making them join up in the middle. Many of the things that would help with that are outside the scope of this book, so I guess I know what I need to do about that. More Chartists! Always more Chartists! Well. Maybe not always. And actually what I mean is post-Chartists. Still.
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Date: 2009-04-17 04:02 am (UTC)Even if it was Georgian! It was just a delight.
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Date: 2009-04-17 03:16 pm (UTC)I will admit, some of my dislike for the third is that I was running scenes in my head* for a while and had Fawn taken hostage by a bandit, and in my version, Fawn managed to put him on the ground while Dag dropped the bandits who were running (Copperhead also stomped on some of them; I like the horse). Seeing almost the same situation but with less satisfaction at the end... worse reaction than if I had read it cold, I think.
*this is my version of fanfic, never written down
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Date: 2009-04-17 01:15 pm (UTC)By the way, I realize you've never had any trouble thinking of reasons why it's a Good Thing you moved from CA to MN, but I just learned a new one a few minutes ago: apparently earthquakes can feel very much like vertigo. Just what you don't need.
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Date: 2009-04-17 08:40 am (UTC)That's me and Central Asia. I blame maps that put Europe(-and-Africa) on one page and Asia on another.
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Date: 2009-04-17 01:04 pm (UTC)Hmm. I am reading my least favorite of the Heyers so far (Bath Tangle), and I'm noticing how the Regency setting allows Heyer to have her cake and eat it too with regard to conventionality. Only the strictest social conservatives reading Heyer in the 20th or 21st century would find anything in particular wrong with Heyer's heroines driving phaetons or walking out with only a servant for company--so she gets to have behavior that is labeled as daring and outre without actually risking offending or shocking any readers across a broad spectrum. Neat trick.