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Books I'm in the middle of on the verge of another Brooklyn vacation:
A Game of Thrones--will maybe read some more today and then go to Brooklyn and read La Principessa's copy
The Halfling and Other Stories--still put down; I bought this one used at a D&D store in Cambridge where they advertised it as from the library of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology's Sci-Fi Club. Binding's all wrecked and it's held together by a rubber band. I don't dare take it to Brooklyn.
Tess of the D'Urbervilles--Threw it away after it got soaked; hopefully La Principessa has a copy, otherwise, I guess a visit to the Brooklyn Public Library is in order.
Leaves of Grass--will accompany me on the bus.
I think I'll also bring More Soviet Science Ficiton edited by Isaac Asimov and, if after that, I need more reading material, I will throw myself on the mercy of La Principessa's bookshelves.
Monday Morning Jazz Brunch
Saw American Hustle the other day and realized I hadn't listened to this one in a long while:
The characters flirted to "Jeep's Blues," but in was "Diminuendo and Crescendo in Blue" that (almost? I forget the details now) started a riot.
Lord Snow wrote:
Pfft. I got it at a library sale for fifty cents. Every other paragraph was underlined and somebody had conveniently written "VIP" (Very Important Passage?) with an * every fourth page.
Django Unchained again.
Latter, I had the pleasure to introduce to the Nigerian Princess who had written a paper on black masculinity in the film even though, she sheepishly admitted, she hadn't seen the movie.
Immensely enjoying going back and forth between Hardy and Brackett.
"The crooked lane leading from their own parish to Mellstock ran along the lowest levels in a portion of its length, and when the girls reached the most depressed spot they found that the result of the rain had been to flood the lane over-shoe to a distance of fifty yards. This would have been no serious hindrance on a week-day; they would have clicked through it in their high pattens and boots quite unconcerned; but on this day of vanity, this Sun's-day, when flesh went forth to coquet with flesh while hypocritically affecting business with spiritual things; on this occasion for wearing their white stockings and thin shoes, and their pink, white, and lilac gowns, on which every mud spot would be visible, the pool was an awkward impediment. They could hear the church-bell calling--as yet nearly a mile off."
"I shot Laura three times, carefully, between the shoulders."
"More's the pity."
--George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones
One who was an expert on the humiliations incident to being a slave remarked, "Does a slave look dissatisfied?"
--Herbert Aptheker, quoting Frederick Douglass, American Negro Slave Revolts
She was so tired after her long day and her walk that she confided her trouble to him--that she had been waiting ever since he saw her to have their company home, because the road at night was strange to her.
--Thomas Hardy, Tess of the d'Urbervilles
"But we came."
--Leigh Brackett, "The Dancing Girl of Ganymede" in The Halfling and Other Stories
Thank you, I will pass the word along, Lord Dice.
He complained that Butler was the only black female sci-fi/fantasy author he could find at the Nashua Barnes and Noble and that Kindred was the only book they had by her. I then cuffed him for thinking that he could find a wide variety of books at the Barnes and Noble.
In the quest for intersectional sci-fi/fantasy, Mr. Comrade went out and bought the Nigerian Princess an Octavia Butler book. Kindred, IIRC. She reports that it's very good, but not too sci-fi-ish (although, I guess, it involves time travel).
On top of that, Mr. Comrade looked up one Valjeanne Jeffers, couldn't find any of her poetry, friended her on Facebook, and now, apparently, Ms. Jeffers keeps sending him messages which he then turns around and uses to woo the Nigerian Princess.
Nerds do it better!
In my own reading, just finished the chapter on Nat Turner in Aptheker. Man, he (the latter) might have been a ground-breaking historian, but a prose stylist he sure ain't. Thankfully, the book if full of footnotes making the book only half as long as the page count indicates.
Doodlebug Anklebiter wrote:
Was listening to (the corporate) "Boston's voice of new music and independent radio" yesterday and the deejay went
"And that was a new one by Wilco, coming up soon, Weezer with Thursday's Throwback, but first, the latest from Blur!"
and I was, like, Jesus, am I twenty again?
Aptheker: 160 pages before we get to some slave revolts. Vive le Galt!
Martin: Got up to the end of the second episode; will push on until where I got to last time I started the book then see where I am via watching the show with La Principessa. Then I will consider a brief skimming re-read of the three Jane Gaskell books I read last year (?) before moving on to finishing the story.
Whitman: Gonna press on through the "Birds of Passage" part and then see where I am with the above reading.
Doodlebug Anklebiter wrote:
Also, a big shout out to Comrade Curtin who gave Mr. Comrade and I a car full of books. We have yet to divy them up, but once we do, never fear, fellow Paizonians, I'll write up a list.
Brian Aldiss—Supertoys Last All Summer Long David Brin—The Postman
Glen Cook—She Is the Darkness
--Lord of the Silent Kingdom
--The Tyranny of the Night
--Surrender to the Will of the Night
--A Cruel Wind
L. Sprague de Camp—The Goblin Tower
--The Clocks of Iraz
--The Unbeheaded King
L. Sprague de Camp/David Drake—Lest Darkness Fall/To Bring the Light
Philip Jose Farmer—More Than Fire
--The World of Tiers, Volumes 1-2
The Complete Fairy Tales of the Brothers Grimm
Joe Haldeman—The Forever War
The Complete Poems of Keats and Shelley
Ursula K. Le Guin—The Other Wind*
--Tales from Earthsea*
--The Birthday of the World and Other Stories
Ira Levin—The Boys from Brazil
George R.R. Martin—A Game of Thrones***
--A Clash of Kings**
--A Feast for Crows*
--A Storm of Swords**
--A Dance with Dragons**
Michael Moorcock—The Fortress of the Pearl**
--The Revenge of the Rose**
--The Eternal Champion
--The Quest for Tanelorn
--The Champion of Garathorm**
--The Ice Schooner
--The Ringworld Engineers
--A Gift from the Earth
--Man-Kzin Wars IV
Kim Stanley Robinson—Green Mars
David Alexander Smith—Future Boston
--In the Cube
Neal Stephenson—Snow Crash
James Tiptree, Jr.—Her Smoke Rose Up Forever
A.E. Van Vogt—The Voyage of the Space Beagle*
T.H. White—The Book of Merlyn*
W.B. Yeats—Irish Fairy & Folk Tales
Roger Zelazny—Manna from Heaven
--Trumps of Doom
*Denotes an upgrade (usually from paperback to hardcover) of a book I already have
Game of Thrones drinking game is going really well. Will omit the details (for now).
Went out to lunch with a comrade yesterday. Smoked a bowl before I went and brought Whitman. Didn't get to read "Crossing Brooklyn Ferry" while, um, crossing into Manhattan, but did get to read about the camaraderie of working-men and then looked up and saw a crew of ironworkers. Got to lunch, at some point comrade asks me what I'm reading. I tell her and she trumps me by revealing that she's reading Ezra Pound.
Also blew through
Made me think, stream-of-consciousness-wise, of The Undertones.
In addition to A Game of Thrones, which I'm taking slow seeing as how I figure I only need to get up to Daenerys's deflowering scene because how much tv can we watch on a weekend?, I've gotten up to "Song of the Answerer" in Whitman. It's going to be hard to go back to my Collected Works of Ginsberg after this--didn't realize he was just Walt born again, except doing drugs and blowing (more) dudes.
On top of that,
'Pool of Radiance', which wasn't much cop, to be honest.
I am shocked, shocked!, that the D&D novel based off the video game wasn't awesome.
That being said, I just had nostalgic flashbacks to playing the video game in middle school over Charlie McDonald's house. Thank you for the trip down memory lane.
The other day, on the way to work, I heard Modern Love on two different radio stations at the same time.
Despite liking all three of these songs, the limited playlists of corporate radio still suck!
Two Daily Musical Interludes:
And two pages from Dangerous Minds:
‘Mind your own business!’: Socialist post-punk funksters Delta 5
Growing a grass-roots anti-racist group and having an emotionally unstable long distance girlfriend reallys takes away from your reading time, lemme tell you, but I am happy to report that Mr. Comrade and the Nigerian Princess have moved on from flirting over Patrick Rothfuss to flirting over Michael Moorcock. Mr. Comrade got her to read her first Elric novel; she loved it.
She's wicked into intersectionality so it was only a matter of time before the subject of black sci-fi/fantasy authors came up. I got to look pretty f+&*ing cool when I introduced them to Samuel R. Delany. (Thanks, Lord Dice!)