Readathon ending and birthday binging

Ha. As is the case with every single readathon I join, I feel like it hit a week in which I was completely out of the reading loop.  But I’ve read about a thousand pages, which is really not a poor score, if I were keeping score, which I’m obviously not, because… no one’s handing out points or punishments anyway? Silly thinkflaws.

One of the things I’ve read was the 50 page preview of Naomi Novik’s Uprooted that was posted on Scribd.  I loved it, and I’d say almost for certain I’d continue it immediately upon release in two days, but it shares release date with Stephenson’s Seveneves! I don’t know how I’m supposed to choose.  And I still have a few scheduled reads to get through this month.  Anyway, Uprooted was easily added to the pile of kindle birthday presents I’ve been getting for myself today. Because I’m old and stuff.    Here’s the full list of the books I deserve for the grand achievement of continuous existence for three decades:

  • Uprooted by Naomi Novik
  • Memory of water by Emmi Itäranta
  • Vermilion by Molly Tanzer

Those are it, so far. Clearly insufficient. I must add to it. Just having a weird moment of “No rush, I guess?”.   I have a Norwegian e-library book to read and I’m a few hundred pages into Naam’s Apex, which is great.  I would have liked to choose to spend my birthday going to the cinema for Mad Max, but this day happens to also be an inconvenient constitution kind of day, which means other entertainment venues are closed, and people like me stay at home and order Domino’s and watch netflix.  Or play animal crossing. Whatever.

Okay.

Glancing at my amazon wish list…

Oh, dear. Nemesis games is out in just a couple of weeks? To the pre-order-mobile, then! I love the Expanse universe so much – I raved about it until my boyfriend got into it too, and now we’re both very anxiously anticipating the TV series.  It has a lot to live up to, I guess, because I compared the first book to, like, third season Babylon 5. Just awesome space opera pathos with clear characters and strong character interactions – I know a lot of people might think Firefly a better comparison.  Amos is one of my favourite characters ever. I’ve been a bit ARC-fatigued lately and I really can’t think of anything more refreshing right now than another installment of this series.  So there.  Ordered!

It’s past midnight, too! Happy not-birthday, me!

Readathon: Bookish survey

I had forgotten the read-a-thon started today! But then I remembered!  And here I am, doing today’s challenge, which is a bookish survey.

1. How do you organize your shelves?

…I don’t!  I just don’t have room for organization.  Not in my book shelves, at least.  I have a huge digital book collection which is also left mostly unorganized – all I really do is sort them into “finished reads” as I go along. To me, organization is much less of a necessity when you have a decent search function.  Of course, if I couldn’t just type a part of a title or author’s name and press find it for me please and watch the magic happen, I’d have to employ some organization scheme – but, well. I live in the future! Yay, future.

imissyou2. What is one of your favorite book that’s not in one of your favorite genres?

Huh.  Two titles come to mind – they’re both realistic YA fiction, which makes me wonder if maybe that’s a genre I like better than I think I do, but… I’m running with it.

jellicoeThere’s On the Jellicoe road by Melina Marchetta,  which has stayed in my head since I read it, re-appearing every once in a while to say hello, yes, story still here.  Kinda like the movie Now and then, which has a few similar traits, being a coming-of-age friendship type of thing.  I watched that movie eating popcorn with a school friend and her mom,  and I read the book by myself in my bed as an adult, but, uh, I remember both of these times as lovely because of story immersion. So that’s… that.

The other book is I miss you, I miss you! by Peter Pohl and Kinna Gieth.  It’s about teenaged twin sisters, who aren’t exactly best friends, and that would be okay, except Cilla gets hit by that car and dies, while Tina lives.   This Swedish book came my way through a book club when I was… younger than the main characters, so, basically, a hundred years ago.  I’ve only ever read it in Norwegian, but I expect it to be exactly as heartbreaking in English.

My gut reaction to the genre “realistic YA” is, I admit,  “embarrassing and likely not terribly interesting to me”.  In the hands of the right kind of writer, though, I believe any genre can impress me.

 

3. What is the last 5 star book you read?

Rolling in the deep by Mira Grant. I’m such a fangirl.  And it’s a perfect silly-horror with deep ocean creepiness, which is always delightful.

 

4. What book are you most excited to read during the read-a-thon?

I’m going to finish my currents, and then I’m biting into Ramez Naam’s Apex.  In recent weeks I’ve read Nexus and Crux, and I’m very, very impatient to see how this goes.  I’m also pretty excited to read this big, tasty book about the black death. Mmm, plague.

5. What book do you recommend the most?

That is such an impossible question, because it depends entirely on who I’m making a recommendation to.   But two recs I often make to a lot of people are Charles Stross’ The Laundry series,  because they’re clever and funny books that are perhaps especially amusing to programmers and IT people (but that doesn’t exclude other kinds of people) –  and Peter Watts’ Blindsight and Echopraxia.  Those two books are… so dense, so packed with intensely interesting things, and so glittery dark,  it’s just hard to say anything coherent about without a lot of arm-flailing.  And to non-fic pop sciencey kind of readers, I often mention The storytelling animal,  which is a crazy and inspiring and educational book.

So there. I was interrupted while writing this. An episode of Daredevil and a coffee mocha happened to me.  When I say mocha I mean “One regular coffee pod with two heaping teaspoons of pure cacao powder, a glug of full-fat cream, and some vanilla stevia. It was delicious.  And Daredevil is a lot better in the second-to-last episode than it was in the second one. Just saying.  Now I go try to finish reading Dreams of shreds and tatters even though I’d really much rather read Crowley’s Little, big.  Life is hard.

 

Bout of books 13 Read-a-thon

It’s another read-a-thon, and this one runs from the 11th to the 17th of May – that ending day also happens to be my birthday, for which I’m planning a bit of a book splurge, um, in addition to the cheesecake.  Peanut buttery gooey cheesecake. You hear me? Yes. Okay. I could talk about Bout of Booksbooks and peanut butter and cheese and cake all day.
This post is a declaration of intent, more than anything.  I have quite a lot of scheduled reads in May, even before Seveneves is released.  In my May TBR are, among other things,  To kill a mockingbird (re-read, indeed),  Ishiguro’s The buried giant, Ramez Naam’s Apex, a big chunky book about the black death, some Frances Hardinge, and good grief I have to find the time for The goblin emperor very, very soon.

Ugh, there’s construction work happening directly below my floor. It’s been going on for weeks already and it does not stop.  Right now they’re doing this fa-a-antastic on-off drilling into hard walls, like, HURRRRRRR. BURRR.  — URRRRRRR. HRRRRRRK. …
It’s hard  to read anything in these conditions, so I’ll just… return to building sim houses. For a bit. By which I mean until sundown and then some.