Review-copy-of-book:  Hello, you! You need to read me now!

Me:  Yes! I want to read you now!

Eyes: Meh, no.

Migraine: Hello!

Review-copy-of-book: [CRYING]


So I’m a bit behind schedule on basically everything.  Daily migraines for weeks et cetera.  Sorry!

Squealing helplessly

…at Dysprosium or Eastercon or whatever people actually call this pile of books and people. Ooh and aah.


I’ve had InCryptid books signed by Seanan McGuire, giggled a lot at Charles Stross, been intrigued by Jim Butcher’s promises of talking cats, um, bought too many books. Got exhausted. Discovered the Britkandic miracle that is cherry pepsi max. The hotel has lovely cappuccinos. Caffeine is beautiful.

Gonna try to get to an Ian McDonald reading before I pass out tonight. And then there’s tomorrow too oh my god I’m going to acquire MORE books…?!

Status update: November Slowember

Ha, yeah.  Reading time suffers during NaNoWriMo.  I just have ten thousand words left, though, so I’ll get back on my fat robot track soonish!

Are you putting together a christmas wish list with books on it?  I have wished for a newly published  history book about leprosy in Norway,  and… the most recent volume of Locke and Key.   I’m considering wishing for a year’s subscription to an online dictionary/thesaurus service, too, because that’s… that’s what interests me. Um. And socks.

(No, seriously, I need socks…!)

What am I neglecting to read because of writing a stupid thing, you ask?  Robert McCammon’s Swan song, which has taken me ages partly because I read The stand earlier this year and the first third just felt very same-ish.   I’ve got the audio copy of Westerfeld’s Afterworlds,  which is very cute, and I’ll probably plow through it at high speed once I can focus again.   On my  phone I’m reading Horrorstör,  and trying out the Scribd app with Seanan McGuire’s Velveteen.     It’s more than I usually read at once; I’ve been very scatterbrainy lately.  Pancakes!

Tuesday Mucus

Ah, I neglected to make a Tuesday meme post. That’s because I’m still too busy being sabotaged by phlegm and other horrors in various unpleasant parts of my face and chest.  Being made out of organic matter is terrible.  I figured I could stop by to mention that, at least.  And that I just opened a book in the Bluefire app on my phone, which I never expected to do, because why would I want to read on a phone screen?  (The answer is not because light sensitivity and myopia are joyous and beautiful things!)

Oh, that’s why:  Because when you’re inexplicably given an .acsm file instead of any other reasonable ebook format, you would consider reading it scratched into congealed milk rather than attempt to do it in the Adobe Digital Editions reader on a tablet.

…That has been my experience, in any case.  Maybe someone should tell those local Nobel winning scientists about a new research project idea called “Rage is made out of mucus?”


Status update: Danish germs and imminent spookiness


I’m going to do a ramblypost in bullet list format. Because that’s how I roll.  Here’s some things:

  • It’s been a slow transition, but I’m still often struck by how weird it is not to carry a hefty weight of books when travelling. And be all “meh” about book stores. Because, well, there’s more books on my kindle than I can even list off the top of my head, and I can carry it in one single tiny pale hand without strain.  And those books will nearly always be cheaper than their paper counterparts.
  • Copenhagen is a nice place and offers things like cat cafés and huge aquariums and hazelnut milk lattes, but it also provides very persistant head colds. Good grief.  I even bought a knit hat there, isn’t that supposed to be some kind of ward against germy discomfort?
  • Started reading Liu Cixin’s The three-body problem on the flight home. I love it to bits and am glad I already threw money at Clarkesworld’s kickstarter to fund the translation of more Chinese SF.  Really, awesome reading.
  • I just discovered a title of a coming Neal Stephenson novel, but more information is nearly impossible to find – I did stumble across a reddit thread, also drenched in uncertainty and desperate need-to-know-moreness, so Seveneves remains a mystery.
  • A lot of people are planning spooky reads for October! I’ll be finishing a horror/dark fantasy anthology and possibly McCammon’s Swan song, but I don’t have any specific horror plans aside from that.  Well, except for attending a Welcome to Night Vale-show near the end of the month.
  • I’m having a lot of NaNoWriMo thoughts. Are you?
  • One of my audible credits this month was spent on Scott Westerfeld’s Afterworlds, even though I didn’t particularly care for my previous experience with the author, which was Uglies.  Will find out once I’m through Abercrombie’s Half a king, though.
  • It’s finally cold enough to enjoy bunny slippers and flannel PJs. And hot beverages all day.  Yay!

Read-a-thon: 1st status update

I didn’t forget – this week is read-a-thon week.  In a typical turn of events, I managed to stumble on a book that turned out not to be quite the fast read I imagined it would be, so, uh, that’s sad.    Also I don’t know if I get to count graphic novels, but I’ll tell you I’ve read them, in any case.


  • Last half of The girl with all the gifts, approximately 200 pages
  • Started on The wordy shipmates and almost promptly fell asleep (oops!), approximately 40 pages
  • Graphic novel: Amulet vol. 2: The Stonekeeper’s Curse (224 pages, but in actual text, maybe something like 30?)

Total: 240 pages ( + however you count a graphic novel)




  • A little bit more of The wordy shipmates (approximately 60 pages)
  • First chunk of The word for world is forest (approximately 70 pages)
  • Tiny start on Sandman slim (approximately 30 pages)

Total: 160 pages

Week total: 400 pages

I always get myself stuck in a slowread for things like this, of course.  In this case, it’s not that Sarah Vowell’s book about the puritans (with scattered bits of American history from that time until current) is uninteresting – I like it a lot,  am kind of amused that a lot of the names are names I feel acquainted with from reading Neal Stephenson’s The Baroque cycle, and it’s going to be fun to finish it – but it turns out to be a less-than-perfect sleepy bedside read.  Thus, I started biting into Sandman slim, which immediately appears to be a mix of Harry Dresden and the 90s film The Crow.  

Today I plan to finish The word for world is forest, which is very short,  and, uh, I don’t know.  Might start on The empathy exams because of a buddy-read.  Might force more puritans into my day, unless I decide it can wait for next week.  Probably will read the third volume of the graphic novel Saga, because Saga is all good things, and I picked it up from the library yesterday.  (I live next to my city’s only library department I care about, which is strange and fortunate – it houses most of, possibly all of, the city library’s graphic novel collection.)

There’s also some study stuff I might have to attend to, but everyone knows that only increases the chance of becoming completely captivated by reading. That is the law.

Status update: Accessorize your reading

I brought home a nice pile of excellent reading accessories today:

  • A beautiful, sturdy ice cream scoop
  • A set of soft, luxurious bed linens (even a robot neck can appreciate a high thread count)
  • A new tea strainer

Because ice cream, tea and 3am-but-must-finish-the-chapter are all vital parts of the process.  I didn’t get any cookies.  There is an empty space in my life where the cookies ought to have been.

And this is a status update – so I’ll tell you what I’m currently reading:

  • Yesterday’s kin by Nancy Kress (e-book)
  • Perv: The sexual deviant in all of us by Jesse Bering (audiobook)
  • Predictably irrational: The hidden forces that shape our decisions by Dan Ariely (paperback)

Also there’s a cook book about fermenting vegetables, which is crazy science and therefore interesting (and tasty).

Status update: Uplift and Engineering

The current reading material is David Brin’s The uplift war, the Hugo award winning third part of the first Uplift trilogy.   I’m not hugely enthusiastic yet, although the Tymbrimi aliens have a lot more charm to them than anything encountered in Sundiver, the first book.   Inbetween them came Startide Rising, which has dolphins in space, and had me looking up killer whales on wikipedia, which is a plus in a book. Not the killer whales, but making me want to learn more things about things.

Anyway, I’m not quite halfway through The uplift war. If it matches the others, I won’t really see it picking up speed until I’m about 60% in.   Slow reading pace indicates I’m not going to rate it very high, but something cool might still happen.  Fat robot fingers crossed.

I don’t have an audiobook going on at the moment, though I usually do, while engaging in listening-optimized activity,  such as playing Civilization V.   I have a paperback for reading when it’s convenient, which is almost never, because who wants to bring to bed a thing that isn’t self-lit or practically sized?  It’s Story Engineering, anyway, by Larry Brooks. I read about making the kind of thing other people would perhaps be inlined to read, sometimes, because flipping a pancake without breaking it doesn’t always provide a sufficient sense of achievement.

The reason I still cope with some paper books is that sometimes there are sales and not everything is available digitally and I’m weak. Terribly, terribly weak.

That’s it.  That’s my status update.  Um, have a good evening. I’ll be going now.