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Thursday reading
Nov. 19th, 2015 08:38 pmJust finished:
The Stranger on the Train, Abbie Taylor. I think I had this mixed up with The Girl on the Train, which has had a bit of recent buzz. A single mum struggling to cope with her 13 month old has an encounter with an apparently helpful woman which then goes horribly wrong. I did quite like the main character but this is all fairly obvious and never reaches those unnerving levels of disarticulation from reality that another book along similar lines whose author and title I have just gone totally blank on does. My brain gave me Douglas Kennedy's The Pursuit of Happiness, which it definitely isn't. Arrgh. Similar loopy font on the cover, though. Anyway. The gimmick in this of having someone fake a DNA cheek swab with a bloody tissue also would not work, just for anyone planning similar.
A Wizard of Mars, Diane Duane. I think the singular might be a Burroughs homage, because the wizards seem very plural. Latest (next one due out next year) in the Young Wizards series, and I liked it more than the last I read (at War) for having lesser stakes. The Mars bits are good and there's a lot of nice character moments. However, I spent much of my teenage years reading books in which various reincarnations of people worked out things (usually their relationships) in their subsequent iterations and think I exhausted my sympathy for them then.
Raising Henry: a memoir of motherhood, disability and discovery, Rachel Adams. Henry, Rachel's second child, is diagnosed with Down Syndrome shortly after birth. The book goes through the next three years, the backbone of which is the family, but the other main theme is Adams' academic work; she's a professor of English & American studies whose interest now is disability studies, but who started off studying sideshow freaks (the topic of her first book). I did enjoy reading it but I don't think I've taken away a lot from it.
In progress:
The Traitor,, Seth Dickinson. This has a "Baru Cormorant" on the title in the US edition. Titular heroine is smart and happy until her country is taken over by the might of the Masked Empire, at which point her intelligence is needed to get her as far up the ranks of power as possible in order to gain her revenge. I am about 100 pages in and need to stop mentally comparing this to Dorothy Dunnett, which isn't helping, but it hasn't really grabbed me yet.
Up next:
Yuletide-relevant material. The next two Imperial Radish books. The latest Elizabeth George, in which I really hope someone tells Havers that what she got away with last book was unacceptable, to say the least. Given the title - A Banquet of Consequences - I have at least a tiny hope.
The Stranger on the Train, Abbie Taylor. I think I had this mixed up with The Girl on the Train, which has had a bit of recent buzz. A single mum struggling to cope with her 13 month old has an encounter with an apparently helpful woman which then goes horribly wrong. I did quite like the main character but this is all fairly obvious and never reaches those unnerving levels of disarticulation from reality that another book along similar lines whose author and title I have just gone totally blank on does. My brain gave me Douglas Kennedy's The Pursuit of Happiness, which it definitely isn't. Arrgh. Similar loopy font on the cover, though. Anyway. The gimmick in this of having someone fake a DNA cheek swab with a bloody tissue also would not work, just for anyone planning similar.
A Wizard of Mars, Diane Duane. I think the singular might be a Burroughs homage, because the wizards seem very plural. Latest (next one due out next year) in the Young Wizards series, and I liked it more than the last I read (at War) for having lesser stakes. The Mars bits are good and there's a lot of nice character moments. However, I spent much of my teenage years reading books in which various reincarnations of people worked out things (usually their relationships) in their subsequent iterations and think I exhausted my sympathy for them then.
Raising Henry: a memoir of motherhood, disability and discovery, Rachel Adams. Henry, Rachel's second child, is diagnosed with Down Syndrome shortly after birth. The book goes through the next three years, the backbone of which is the family, but the other main theme is Adams' academic work; she's a professor of English & American studies whose interest now is disability studies, but who started off studying sideshow freaks (the topic of her first book). I did enjoy reading it but I don't think I've taken away a lot from it.
In progress:
The Traitor,, Seth Dickinson. This has a "Baru Cormorant" on the title in the US edition. Titular heroine is smart and happy until her country is taken over by the might of the Masked Empire, at which point her intelligence is needed to get her as far up the ranks of power as possible in order to gain her revenge. I am about 100 pages in and need to stop mentally comparing this to Dorothy Dunnett, which isn't helping, but it hasn't really grabbed me yet.
Up next:
Yuletide-relevant material. The next two Imperial Radish books. The latest Elizabeth George, in which I really hope someone tells Havers that what she got away with last book was unacceptable, to say the least. Given the title - A Banquet of Consequences - I have at least a tiny hope.
