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Read A Gallery of Rogues by Beth Lincoln, sequel to The Swifts: A Dictionary of Scoundrels, collectively a rollicking middle-grade series about young Shenanigan Swift and her sprawling extended family of nominatively-determined eccentrics— and, in this one, the Swifts' estranged French relatives, the Martinets. And a gang of theatrical art thieves! And an Interpol agent who is the long-standing ~nemesis~ of Shenanigan's uncle Maelstrom! Once again, this book feels like was written specifically to appeal to my 10-year-old self - it somehow reminds me of a whole bunch of memorable MG books circa the mid-2000s, including The Mysterious Benedict Society, Lemony Snicket, The Willoughbys (by Lois Lowry, apparently??), and Roxie and the Hooligans, with the added bonus of being casually, joyfully LGBT-affirming and diverse - but I don't actually begrudge it for arriving two decades late.

Read The Novices of Lerna by Ángel Bonomini (and translated from Spanish by Jordan Landsman), a collection of short stories I picked up after hearing about the titular novella, in which a young man is offered a secretive academic fellowship alongside - it turns out - his twenty-three doppelgängers. I'd actually gotten my wires slightly crossed and assumed that this book was only the titular novella - which I had also assumed was, like, an actual novel? - so the short stories were a surprise, but they were great: lyrical, atmospheric, and strange, with a tendency to end on an abrupt, unsettling note that rattled around my head for a while afterwards.
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I've been on a "nonfiction audiobooks read by their authors" kick, starting with John Green's Everything Is Tuberculosis: The History and Persistence of Our Deadliest Infection, which weaves together a scattered history of tuberculosis (both in the sense of how the disease has been understood and treated, and how it has shaped history) and the personal story of a teenage TB patient in Sierra Leone who Green befriended. Next listened to How to Be Perfect: The Correct Moral Answer to Every Question by Mike Schur (creator of The Good Place), a chatty, funny crash course in moral philosophy featuring cameos from pretty much the entire cast of The Good Place, e.g., to read quoted text or pose hypothetical questions. Both books were interesting and well-narrated; I liked how Schur solved the "footnotes in an audiobook" problem by having a little DING! sound before and after the aside that would be a footnote in the print version.

Read Tragedy at Law by Cyril Hare, a 1942 mystery novel set against a backdrop of the intricate rituals of the British legal system, which I discovered via [personal profile] sovay's 100 Books meme. Fantastic book; the setting and characters are wonderfully sketched - this is very much of the "novel with a mystery in it" school (as opposed to A Mystery Novel) - and I liked Hare's narrative voice, particularly how he slipped in "hindsight is 20/20" asides in a way that, say, told you something about a character, rather than feeling like either a clumsy signpost for A Clue or nyah nyah I know something you, the reader, don't. From my post-book googling, I found a contemporary review comparing this to Sayers in general and to Murder Must Advertise in particular, and I totally see it:

The publishers compare the book to Murder Must Advertise, but, for a wonder, they err in understatement. Though the style is less brilliant, the narrative is as smooth, vivid and sustained as that of Miss Sayers’ most famous work, and superior in finish. I can never forget or forgive the garish interludes in Murder Must Advertise that presage Lord Peter’s dégringolande into the limbo of a schoolmarm’s daydream. The two books are alike in the use made of special knowledge, and in the self-confidence and fluency produced by describing personal experiences. Miss Sayers showed us the human mechanism behind the façade of a modern advertising agency. Mr. Hare takes us behind the scenes of Justice, introducing us to the entourage of Sir William Barber, a High Court Judge on circuit. This round of Assizes seems to resemble more than anything the tour of a repertory company. ... There is an excellent plot in Tragedy at Law, but it is unfortunately impossible even to outline for fear of betraying its secret subtlety. The characters are so real as to be almost alarming. [x]
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Apparently the universe has decided to fuel my Arthuriana kick, because I recently checked my local Little Free Library and found that someone had left a bunch of 1970s-90s Arthurian-retelling novels— it didn't feel fair to take the lot, but I did grab Thomas Berger's Arthur Rex (1978) (with an inscription indicating that it was a birthday(?) gift from the original owner's grandfather(?) in 1979) and Ian McDowell's Mordred's Curse (1996). Read the McDowell first, which is an ~EdGy~ retelling* (impressive, really, given the starting premise): ... )

All that aside, McDowell's Mordred is a foul-mouthed little freak*** and I love him; his Arthur is, as one character describes him, half priest and half soldier, a bit of a prig but not wholly unsympathetic, even as he passes from the object of Mordred's hero-worship to betrayed rage to a sort of not-quite-apathy. This book also goes full-on Mordred/Guinevere, and it's actually... really cute? They're close in age and education, bonding over Roman poets and games of chess (no, seriously, WHERE did the "playing chess with Guinevere" trope come from?); spoilers! ) I am increasingly amused by how many Arthurian retellings have whatever knight is central to said retelling be in love with Guinevere (Kay in The Idylls of the Queen, Mordred in The Wicked Day) because she is kind of the only option unless you want to make up an entirely new character.

Footnotes )
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Read The Last Knight of Camelot: The Chronicles of Sir Kay by Cherith Baldry (or as I have been calling it, Woobie Kay Whumpfest 2: Electric Woobaloo), a collection of short stories of Baldry following her bliss of Putting Kay In A Situation Where He Is Unappreciated - Maligned, Even - But Actually Kay Is The Best, It's Everyone Else That Sucks. I truly cannot emphasize enough how pretty much every story follows a pattern of Arthur/someone/everyone else being dismissive or outright cruel to Kay (accusing him of treason is a popular choice) --> Kay makes a bold and ill-advised vow (and/or a choice that is the best and most logical course of action but not honorable) and storms off to fulfill it, usually followed by Gareth and/or Gawain (who Love Kay So, So Much Even Though No One Else Can See How Great He Is) --> Kay is successful but, alas, still Unappreciated and Misunderstood, and he's so so brave about it.

In my review of Exiled from Camelot (aka Woobie Kay Whumpfest the first), I had noted the ""everyone's kind of in love with each other, in varying combinations and gradients of interpretable-as-non-platonic" flavor of the capital-L Loyalty among Arthur and his knights. Kay loves Arthur, Gawain, and Guinevere; Gawain loves Arthur and Kay; Gareth loves Kay ..." and, in the comments,
I just kind of tossed all the different variations together in the post, but if I had to break it up into different types of "love":
- Purely platonic: Kay <--> Arthur
- Admiration-crush: Kay --> Guenevere; Gareth --> Kay
- Please kiss: Kay/Gawain

I revise my theory. Baldry's Kay is 1000% in unrequited romantic love with Arthur, and I'm like 98% sure this is on purpose, although there is technically enough plausible deniability - he's just Really Really Devoted to Arthur! Platonically! - that I can't be totally sure about the last 2%. Maybe she just... accidentally wrote some straight-up romance novels passages?

Exhibit A )

tl;dr this is 30 years' (1994-2024) worth of Cherith Baldry's self-indulgent blorbo whumpfic and I love that for her.
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Read Suzanne Collins' latest Hunger Games prequel, Sunrise on the Reaping, aka the tragic backstory of Katniss' mentor Haymitch Abernathy. I thought the theme of the Hunger Games as carefully edited propaganda was interesting - what gets cut; what gets orchestrated so the audience sees what the Capitol wants them to - but otherwise it felt like more of a rehash of the original trilogy (specifically the second book) than the first prequel, and I didn't have the knowledge or nostalgia for the original series to catch, or care about, all of the easter-egg details.

Read In the Form of a Question: The Joys and Rewards of a Curious Life by Jeopardy! superstar Amy Schneider, which featured significantly more sex and recreational drugs than I'd expected from a memoir by someone who is, again, famous for winning Jeopardy! but, like, good for her.
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Recently read

Read The Short Reign of Pippin IV by John Steinbeck, a 1957 satire in which France decides to give the whole monarchy thing another shot and crowns an amateur astronomer descended from Charlemagne, who really does not want to be a king.

Read The Mighty Red, Louise Erdrich's latest; it's a novel of small-town high drama, set in a farming community in North Dakota during the 2008 recession. There are teenage love triangles, ill-advised weddings, questionable career plans, local tragedies, book clubs as the court of public opinion, and a heist.

Read Lesser Known Monsters of the 21st Century by Kim Fu, a very good short story collection I picked up after seeing a post describe Fu's stories as the kind "that doesn't answer any questions or provide you with any sort of guidance— just walks in and rearranges your photographs so they're slightly off-kilter, leaves you with that destabilization." [x]

Currently reading

Reading Careless People by Sarah Wynn-Williams - the new Facebook tell-all - because I love non-fiction about dysfunctional Silicon Valley companies, and HOO BOY. She opens her memoir with the time she nearly died in a childhood shark attack and it isn't even in the top five most gobsmacking moments so far.

To read next

Contemplating what to choose as my next Long Classic™ Audiobook, having finished Moby Dick; I feel like I should give Bleak House another shot, since I thoroughly stalled out on my attempt to actually read it (last... November?), but I'm open to suggestions.
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I finished Moby Dick!!! (At approximately 3 am, because I could not fall asleep last night, to the point where I just gave up and was like I might as well listen to the last hour of the audiobook. So, in a way, I microdosed the experience of the 25-hour Moby Dick read-a-thon.) The last couple of chapters are action-packed to a point that's almost disorientating given the slow, strange ramble of the preceding 130-odd. ... )

In assorted thoughts on the last third or so: oh, the irony of chapter 105, in which Ishmael goes on about how commercial whalers can't possibly hunt whales to extinction, unlike that other time we thought humans couldn't possibly hunt an entire species to near-extinction (i.e., buffalo); like many things about this book, I genuinely can't tell if this was supposed to be ironic or sincere. I found the whole "Pip goes mad after nearly drowning and starts talking about himself like he's a different person who died" thing super creepy. Did the narrative mention the fact Ahab had a son at any point before, like, chapter 128? There was a whole eleventh-hour theme about fathers and sons that I was not expecting. Ended up liking Starbuck best (loved Chapter 123: Starbuck Contemplates The Trolley Problem); spent most of the book wanting someone to punt Stubb off the boat because he was just so obnoxious. I still have no idea what accent John Gallagher Jr. was doing in Swept Away but this audiobook's narrator (Pete Cross) does the same accent for the Pequod's carpenter, so that's a dot that may or may not connect to anything.
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Re-read The Acts of King Arthur and His Noble Knights by John Steinbeck, which I read a couple of years before I really got onto my Arthuriana kick and have been meaning to re-read since. The first five of the total seven stories/chapters are more or less a straightforward translation of Malory's Le Morte d'Arthur, and I found myself more surprised than I should have been by how much it Smacked Of Gender— all broad sweeping statements about "the inborn craft of maidens" and "inborn helplessness of men" and "the detachment of ladies for other ladies" in the place of any individual characterization for, e.g., Nyneve (Nimue). My Arthurian reading of the past five years has skewed towards women authors and/or recent adaptations with intentionally 21st century attitudes, which might be why this felt so jarring?? On the other hand, this might technically have more women per page than most... what I guess I'd call character-focused(?) retellings, since a knight apparently could not throw a stone in the Arthurian Britain of Malory-by-way-of-Steinbeck without hitting a damsel, often accompanied by several of her friends, who would provide a random quest or otherwise notable encounter; I kept thinking of a post I saw... somewhere... about how often the "damsels in distress" of Arthurian legend show up to demand violence be done on their behalf.

On the third hand, my favorite story/chapter - "Gawain, Ewain, and Marhalt", which as pointed out by Christopher Paolini's foreword is the point where Steinbeck starts to mix things up, inventing scenes and "delv{ing} into the characters' thoughts and feelings in a way Malory never did" - flips the first point delightfully on its head. The titular three knights encounter a trio of ladies, who bestow the quest of each picking a lady to go off and adventure with for one (1) year— ... )

The other stand-out is "The Noble Tale of Sir Lancelot of the Lake", which reminded me a lot of T.H. White, although maybe the comparison is inevitable. (Side note: I feel like positive depictions of Lancelot have kind of fallen out of fashion, retelling-wise?) Steinbeck's Lancelot is ascetic, alternately insightful and bewildered by other people, uncomfortable with the extent of his fame; the doomed Arthur-Guinevere-Lancelot love triangle hangs lightly but inescapably over this story and pays off with one of the most deliciously *drags hands down my face screaming* takes on it I've read.

Also interesting to (re-)discover that I had highlighted a couple of quotes back in 2018: ... )
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Read Lady Susan by Jane Austen, which I guess I'd always assumed was an unfinished novel, but it turns out is actually a completed novella! It also turns out to be a very fun read, as an epistolary novella in the form of letters from different people all complaining about each other. The titular Lady Susan is a sort of genteel Becky Sharp, just an absolute scheming menace out to get hers at the cost of other people's hearts, engagements, and happiness— although Becky, a scrappy outsider trying to scam her way up the social ladder, makes a more sympathetic anti-heroine than Lady Susan, who spends most of the book trying to force her daughter into a marriage against her will.

As a fun little side note, I picked this up because of one of those Tumblr "spin the wheel and vote about your result" polls: Who's your Jane Austen roommate? I got Reginald de Courcy and was like, who?, and so I ended up reading Lady Susan through a lens perhaps unique in the history of people reading this book, namely, "Reginald de Courcy: good roommate?" My conclusion is that, if considering the question based entirely on personality and not on logistical considerations of, e.g., introducing a wealthy Regency man to the concept of a chore wheel, he's rather annoyingly spineless and easily led but I could probably live with him. Definitely not the worst option, at any rate— the person whose reblog brought the game to my attention had gotten Lady Catherine de Bourgh!
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Read Bohemians of the Latin Quarter by Henri Murger, the 1851 novel in short stories/vignettes that was the basis for the opera La Bohème and, by extension, Jonathan Larson's RENT. Very charming! Interesting to see what made it through the game of telephone of multiple adaptations— for one thing, the candle-based meet-cute of Roger and Mimi in RENT (and, per Wikipedia, Rodolfo and Mimi in Puccini's opera) is actually from Murger's one stand-alone story about a different couple, who did not make it into either adaptation, rather than the original Rodolphe and Mimi? This was also a fun read on its own merit, as a fondly humorous portrait of a particular time and place and subculture; there was a passing joke in the first chapter I found particularly funny - one character asking someone to "com{e} every morning to tell {him} the day of the week and month, the quarter of the moon, the weather it is going to be, and the form of government we are under" - because, yeah, that last part would be an open question in 1840s France!

In Moby Dick updates: SQUEEZE SQUEEZE SQUEEZE. I enjoyed the foray into WHALE LAW in chapters 89-90, including the tangent on WHALE LAW (i.e., the principle of "fast fish vs. loose fish" or, tl;dr, "finders keepers") as a metaphor for colonialism, although since it was the 1850s this metaphor seemed to be on the side of colonialism? (There was a line about how "at last will Mexico be {a colony} to the United States"— oh, Herman, buddy, no.) Anyway! At this point I'm kind of rooting for Stubb to get eaten by a whale.
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Finished Girls Against God by Jenny Hval, which is more like a collection of increasingly bizarre vignettes than a novel— I didn't know, going into this, that Hval is a musician apparently best known for trippy feminist concept albums, but this was in fact basically a trippy feminist concept album as a book. To be honest, it got a bit too weird for my tastes by the end - at least once in a burst-out-laughing "WTF??" way - and I kind of wish she'd done more with time-traveling Edvard Munch and the vengeful teenage model of his painting "Puberty" since this was one of the things in the blurb that had piqued my interest, but there were some stand-out scenes and, overall, I liked how reading this felt like being pulled along a current, from idea to weird tableau to resonant idea.
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Finished Stone Yard Devotional by Charlotte Wood, in which a middle-aged, atheist environmentalist leaves behind her life and failing marriage to join a convent in rural Australia— so, shades of a contemporary In This House of Brede, although unlike Godden's Philippa Talbot, Wood's unnamed narrator doesn't become a nun, she just kind of... moves in with them? This was shortlisted for the Booker Prize last year, and I can see why; in a way, it reminds me of Samantha Harvey's Orbital, the book that actually won. The plot threads are deceptively simple to summarize - the convent suffers from plague of mice; the remains of a former sister are returned to the convent for burial, accompanied by a famous activist nun who the narrator had bullied when they went to school together; the narrator meditates on grief, regret, and forgiveness - but weave together into a novel that's going to stick in my head for a while. (For one thing, the plotline about the mice feels like a straight-up horror story.)
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I'm currently reading two different novels that happen to complement each other surprisingly well. Girls Against God by Jenny Hval is so, so good in a way that's kind of hard to explain— the most straightforward plot description is that a woman who sought refuge in black metal while growing up in a stiflingly religious small town in 1990s Norway starts a band that's actually a coven of witches, but somehow, while technically correct, I feel like that suggests a completely different book than the one this actually is. More than anything, it's one of those books that feels like being swept along by the current of a river of words and ideas and imagery, if that makes sense? Anyway, I'm so into this.

The other book is Stone Yard Devotional by Charlotte Wood, which so far is about a woman on a solo retreat at a convent in rural Australia to clear her head about her failing marriage. I hadn't planned to read these concurrently, or thought of them as a literary wine-and-cheese pairing, but then I was struck by these two quotes—

From Girls Against God:
When this spell, language, is used to create gods and mythology, it becomes so complex and self-referential that in fact it seems real, perhaps even self-aware. That might actually be what the singers in the old parish choir dream of: making God real through song, through their own real bodies, although they themselves of course would say that God is already real, that he exists.

From Stone Yard Devotional, on the narrator observing the nuns at Vespers:
Watching the women, I'm convinced that the words they're singing are meaningless; that instead, this ritual is all about the body and the unconscious mind.

After neglecting Moby Dick for a couple of weeks, I made a good dent in the audiobook over the weekend. I'm through Chapter 78, which was WILD— ... )
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Read Disorientation by Elaine Hsieh Chou, a satire that feels like a game of absurd-plot-point chicken until the moment it slips into sincerity and then just as quickly blazes past, onto the next bonkers twist. What starts out with the garden-variety academic angst of a Taiwanese-American grad student at the end of her rope over her PhD dissertation about the work of a celebrated Chinese-American poet she didn't particularly want to study in the first place escalates quickly into: spoilers for the entire plot )

Read The Wicked Day by Mary Stewart, at [personal profile] osprey_archer's recommendation, because I love a woobie/sympathetic Mordred. It turns out that it's possible for me to find a retelling to be a little too sympathetic to Mordred, though— in something of the Cherith Baldry "Kay can do nothing wrong" vein (although not nearly as bonkers), everything hinges on maybe just one too many Tragic Coincidences...? I did enjoy this, overall; it was interesting to see Stewart's variations on the details of Arthurian legend, and her very Fantasy Adventure Coming-of-Age Novel take on Mordred, who starts out believing himself to be a fisherman's son and gets not one but two "you're the illegitimate son of royalty!" reveals and apparently holds the singular brain cell in the Orkney clan.
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Read Igifu by Scholastique Mukasonga, a collection of what the blurb describes as "autobiographical stories"; although each of the five short stories seem to be narrated by different people, there are echoes in each of the Wikipedia facts of Mukasonga's life— the characters are all Tutsi and have been displaced within Rwanda or sought refuge in other countries; in "The Curse of Beauty," the narrator, like Mukasonga, attended an elite girls' high school before being forced to leave and barely escaping with her life; in "Grief" (the one story written in the third person, rather than first person) the narrator, like Mukasonga, returns to Rwanda to grieve her family, killed in the 1994 genocide while she was living in a different country. I've officially exhausted my library's stock of Mukasonga's works, but I'm glad I saved this one for last, because it was the best of the four, imo.
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Finished The Terror and while my overall takeaway from this book is that at least the AMC adaptation was very good, I will say that Dan Simmons was really cooking in the last third, when character after character hit their breaking point after the crew abandoned their ice-stranded ships to march towards the smallest possible chance of rescue and everyone was dying of scurvy: ... )
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Apparently I'm on a "short novels in translation" kick— read Kibogo by Scholastique Mukasonga (translated from French by Mark Polizzotti), a novella in four overlapping parts about clashes - and mash-ups - of Christianity and traditional beliefs in Rwanda under colonization, how stories are told and who tells them and why; and The Invisibility Cloak by Ge Fei (translated from Chinese by Canaan Morse), which the blurb describes as "a lightly surreal story of misfortune, menace, and high-end stereo equipment in the cutthroat, capitalistic world of modern China" and, yeah, it sure is. Both were very good; I already want to re-read Ge's book, because I've been rotating its curious ending in my head since I finished it— ... )

Currently reading several books in various stages of progress. Almost halfway through Moby Dick, Ishmael is back on his Whale Facts; I'm on the home stretch in The Terror by Dan Simmons and just started Let the Record Show: A Political History of ACT UP New York, 1987-1993 by Sarah Schulman. I had also recently picked up All That Glitters: A Story of Friendship, Fraud, and Fine Art by Orlando Whitfield - which I'd assumed was about actual art fraud but appears to instead be about financial fraud within the art-dealing industry - but I've set it aside for the moment to prioritize Schulman's, because that one is a library book. (The Whitfield is borrowed from a friend, who at this rate will not be getting it back any time soon.)
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Read The World Only Spins Forward by Isaac Butler and Dan Kois, an oral history of Tony Kushner's Angels in America which [personal profile] chestnut_pod recommended after I'd posted about watching the 2017 National Theatre production, and now I want to go back and rewatch it with the new context from this book, especially the development/thought process behind scenes as they ended up in the final version of the play, and the chapters made up of different actors who have played the same roles talking about the characters. REALLY good book, both in content and in how the snippets of interviews (and articles, etc.) were woven together into a coherent whole— occasionally in ways that were very funny (e.g., "interrupting" a quote from Kushner about how he guesses Louis is the character most like him with quotes from multiple other people going "yeah 100% Louis is Tony") and sweet (e.g., when a quote from the OG Prior, Stephen Spinella, about wanting to play Roy Cohn "someday" was followed by an article announcing that he'd been cast as Cohn in the 2018 Berkeley Rep production). The reoccurring theme of way that audiences have reacted to the show in different cultural moments - there's a quote from Kushner describing how it felt like a "rock concert" when they performed both Millennium and Perestroika the day after Clinton was elected; this book was published in 2018, so there were a lot of quotes from the 2017-18 revival's cast about how things hit differently given both U.S. and British politics - itself was just, oof, reading it in this particular cultural moment.

In Moby Dick updates: I'm about 45% through; I switched audiobook versions since there was some sort of recurring glitch with the first one that seemed to be an issue with the recording itself rather than with Spotify. Particularly enjoyed the most recent chapter (Ch. 54) for the dramatic second-hand tale of near-mutiny and also the surprise reference to Mackinac Island. (Yes, Melville, the Great Lakes ARE basically an ocean, thank you so much for noticing!)
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I picked up The God of the Woods by Liz Moore after seeing [personal profile] rachelmanija's review [SPOILERS AHOY] and getting a very lucky break on Libby: my library's waitlist was 3+ months long, but a "lucky" skip-the-line copy (available to borrow for a shorter period) popped up literally as soon as I put it on hold, so I ended up being able to read it right away. Mystery-adjacent literary fiction set in the mid-1970s, about the disappearance of a 13-year-old girl from the summer camp her wealthy family owns, a decade after her older brother went missing at age 8. I keep seeing this compared to The Secret History, but it reminded me more of Donna Tartt's The Little Friend, in a. the kaleidoscopic narrative/multiple POVs and b. they are literally both about a girl in the 1970s who grew up in the shadow of a dead brother and an unstable, self-medicating mother, and class divides in a small town— spoilers?? )

Like most books that get compared to Tartt's, I probably would have appreciated this more without the nagging mental reminder that it's not the Donna Tartt novel in question, but I did enjoy it. It's a page-turner, with just the right balance between flimsiness(?) and substance so that I zoomed through but it still felt worth reading. My biggest nit to pick is that I kept forgetting it was set in the 1970s (or 1950s-70s, with flashbacks) and how old the characters were supposed to be - I kept thinking that, e.g., missing girl Barbara and fellow camper Tracy were 15-16 rather than 12-13 - but neither of these actually detracted from the reading experience.
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Read Sister Deborah by Scholastique Mukasonga, a short novel in which a young girl, Ikirezi, in 1930s Rwanda is healed by a Black American "prophetess" who has become a local cult figure, preaching the coming of a Black, female messiah; two decades later, Ikirezi - now an anthropologist at Howard University - investigates the life story of the mysterious Sister Deborah she had encountered as a child. ... )

Approximately 30% into Moby Dick, which is actually... really fun??? WHO KNEW. The fact I'm listening to this as an audiobook is definitely what (finally!) made it click for me. Ishmael is a mess and I love him. Currently at the "facts(?) about whales" interlude. (Although we've moved on to albino animals in general, I guess?) I'm also reading The Terror by Dan Simmons - historical fiction about the doomed Franklin expedition with a supernatural twist; my weirdly specific reading niche this year is shaping up to be "people having a bad time on boats" - which is interesting to read alongside Moby Dick because, on one hand, the scene with Sir John Franklin's shipboard sermon on the story of Jonah gave me a sense of deju vu, after Father Mapple's; on the other, one of Melville's Whale Facts was that whales can teleport "the Nor' West Passage, so long a problem to man, was never a problem to the whale."

Read more... )
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