Sunday, July 28, 2013

Review: Cryptonomicon


Cryptonomicon
Cryptonomicon by Neal Stephenson

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



My opinion of this book has slipped since I first read it. When I first read it, it was my favorite book in the world and I slowed down at the end because I didn't want it to end. I was in my last year of my Computer Science major and taking a project course focused around a play about the life of Alan Turing. Of course, I adored this book.
I've re-read it a few times since then, but it's been a couple of years. I expected to get swept away again, and I really wasn't. Which isn't to say that I didn't enjoy it -- I did enjoy it -- but it has tumbled off of its pedestal.
One aspect of the book which did not let me down was the humor in the writing. Stephenson can turn a phrase that makes me crack a smile.
I still genuinely enjoyed the WWII cryptanalysis sections of the book, and the narrative in the rest of it.
The strands still weave together marvelously, and I even picked up a few more of the ties this time.
A few things stood out in a negative light during this reread:
The technology is so VERY out of date; it was out of date when I first read it six and a half years ago, and it hasn't gotten any less out-of-date in the meantime.
I think that a few judicious edits could have tightened up the flow of the story. I almost had the feeling in a few places that Stephenson just really wanted to write about x, which was only marginally related to the story, so he went off on a lengthy tangent and wrote about x in the middle of this book instead of spinning it off into something of its own. I don't have major objections because I still found almost all of the book interesting, but I don't think it gained a whole lot from, for example, Tom Howard's several-page narrative about black stockings and fine furniture. It was written in an amusing manner, but didn't contribute significantly to the overarching themes, although it received a wink a few times when talking about heirloom furniture later in the book.
There was so much more sex than I remembered. That's not necessarily a negative thing, I just didn't remember it being quite so prevalent, and it wasn't really what I was in the mood for when I picked up the book. Also, it led me to notice the thing which annoyed me most during this reread: how entirely male-centric the book was.
I'm not saying that every book has to show a gender-balanced world. I also understand, having working in the software industry, that there are many more men than women in that sphere. But it is not just a lack of female characters that caught my notice, but the way that even the ones that show up are only addressed as far as they relate to the males in the story. The women are there merely to be objects of lust for the men. SPOILER: I think that the sex scene between Amy and Randy exemplifies this perfectly; the sex they finally have together is entirely about his pleasure. We get no clues about what the experience is like for her, nor does Randy seem concerned about how she is feeling except so far as she might be judging his performance. He is aware that she might be a virgin prior to their intercourse, but does nothing to acknowledge that fact or inquire as to her emotional or physical state. I only hope that she dumps him shortly after the book ends. Perhaps the author is just trying to accurately portray the thought patterns of the characters whose points of view he is sharing, but it is not appealing to me that they are all assholes when it comes to women. Goto Dengo is probably my favorite character to follow because little (if any) of his narrative has to do with his desire to fuck some woman or other.



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Saturday, June 29, 2013

Review: The Apocalypse Codex


The Apocalypse Codex
The Apocalypse Codex by Charles Stross

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



A typical [a:Charles Stross|8794|Charles Stross|http://d.gr-assets.com/authors/1355510574p2/8794.jpg], it was precisely what I wanted at the moment. A bit of tech, a bit of occult, with winning narration. I think that it wrapped up far too quickly, but I admit that I was more interested in packing than in paying attention to plot.



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Saturday, June 15, 2013

Review: The Girl of Fire and Thorns


The Girl of Fire and Thorns
The Girl of Fire and Thorns by Rae Carson

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



3.75 stars. I saw a picture of an ARC cover on Goodreads, and I'm glad they scrapped it because it was a perfect example of white washing and thinning. It's a big deal to the protagonist that she's overweight, and she mentions her dark complexion several times. However, it wasn't quite an ugly duckling story, as the beauty she finds most important in herself by the end of the book is her strength of character. It walks a fine line along the edge of getting preachy on the subject, but I think it doesn't cross the line.
This is a book about a princess, but it is not a fairy tale. It starts on the day of her arranged marriage, and stays real from that point onwards. I was dismayed by some turns of events later in the book, but secretly pleased that the author was daring enough to go there. I was also absurdly pleased with the author's style when it came to details; there were enough to paint an accurate picture but not so many to drag down the pace of the plot. There's one point when Elisa is in hiding, and the author doesn't skip over the part where Elisa is discomforted by a need to relieve herself, which is a detail we don't always need to know about, but about which I am frequently curious whenever a tense scene is described with lots of waiting. It makes it feel real to me. The plot twisted sufficiently to keep it surprising without making me curse the real world for interrupting my reading. I felt it stood well enough on its own, but I'll certainly read more.



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Review: Storm Front


Storm Front
Storm Front by Jim Butcher

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



2.5 stars, factoring in the performance, which felt like a cold read at points. Story was pleasant enough; I might read more if it's handy, but I'm not going to go out of my way for it. Nothing revolutionary.



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Saturday, June 08, 2013

Review: Lost in the Barrens


Lost in the Barrens
Lost in the Barrens by Farley Mowat

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



Well, that one sent me back to fourth and fifth grade. Of course, I grew up hearing bits of [b:The Dog Who Wouldn't Be|291179|The Dog Who Wouldn't Be|Farley Mowat|http://d.gr-assets.com/books/1314371620s/291179.jpg|309091] as family favorites, but this was the first Arctic book of [a:Farley Mowat|41013|Farley Mowat|http://d.gr-assets.com/authors/1233807350p2/41013.jpg]'s that I'd read, and I'm going to have to read more. I am fascinated by the far North, and by living off the land; this book has sparked a desire in me to reread [b:Julie of the Wolves|386286|Julie of the Wolves|Jean Craighead George|http://d.gr-assets.com/books/1347371734s/386286.jpg|778444] and other [a:Jean Craighead George|23509|Jean Craighead George|http://d.gr-assets.com/authors/1200683170p2/23509.jpg], including my favorite book from when I was 10-13 ([b:My Side of the Mountain|41667|My Side of the Mountain (Mountain, #1)|Jean Craighead George|http://d.gr-assets.com/books/1347478739s/41667.jpg|2682098]). Also, I've put Wilderness Inquiry on my list for next summer, as I have no vacation time I can use for it this year.
I don't think I can actually review the book because it just sparked so many other feelings of nostalgia and desire for wilderness that I can't judge it as a work on its own.



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Review: Shantaram


Shantaram
Shantaram by Gregory David Roberts

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



2.5 stars. I bought this one almost purely because it was on a sale and was something like $5 for 45 hours. Parts of it were absorbing, others faded into the background. I think I had been hoping for more of a travelogue type of novel, but that's what I get when I don't pay close attention before buying. Dug the narrator's Aussie accent, and it got me through several bike commutes.



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Sunday, April 14, 2013

Review: The Sandman, Vol. 1: Preludes and Nocturnes


The Sandman, Vol. 1: Preludes and Nocturnes
The Sandman, Vol. 1: Preludes and Nocturnes by Neil Gaiman

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



I know my friends will lynch me for this, but it didn't spark a deep desire to read the rest of the series. I don't know if that's because my taste in graphic novels runs more towards Astérix and Pogo (although I did get completely captured by [b:Maus|15195|Maus|Art Spiegelman|http://d.gr-assets.com/books/1327354180s/15195.jpg|1658562] in junior high), or just because I've heard so much wonderful praise heaped on this series that it couldn't possibly live up to the hype. Or maybe it comes from the fact that I've only enjoyed Gaiman's work despite the horror in it, not because of it.



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Wednesday, April 10, 2013

March redux

Make haste slowly. Find a happy medium.

One of the things I have slowly, painfully learned is that perfectionism is poison to me. On the surface, the pursuit of perfection doesn't sound like such a bad thing. Striving to achieve the best results possible sounds like it would produce an excellent work ethic. I run into an insurmountable problem, however: Perfection is impossible. In an attempt to be reasonable, I qualify my goal by changing it into "doing the best that I can." Sadly, that doesn't fix everything, as two rather large flaws tend to trip me up.
First off, "the best that I can" is an extremely subjective goal -- for that matter, so is perfection.  It's generally left up to my judgement to decide what my best is. Most people are overly optimistic about their own abilities, so it's easy to overestimate my capabilities, and I'm aware of the fact, so I tend not to trust myself as a judge of myself; I can never decide if I'm being too harsh or too lenient with myself.
It's no surprise that I have always enjoyed those subjects which have concrete standards; I loved solving math problems in high school because of the intense satisfaction I got when an answer was provably correct. English classes quickly lost their appeal for me, despite a lifelong love of language and a childhood wish to become a novelist, because I disliked the subjectivity inherent in the analysis of someone else's work.*  However, a difficulty I have found in choosing to spend my time working in a field where "right" and "wrong" are relatively clear-cut is that it's entirely possible for me to find myself empirically wrong. When I have specifications and my software does not act in the manner described by those specifications, it does not work -- no question about it. That's humbling. In the pursuit of perfection (even limiting that to personal perfection), it can be absolutely demoralizing. Without solid data in front of me showing me that my failure rate is acceptable, my instinct is to see any failure as a complete failure and therefore completely unacceptable.  Perhaps it is immodest of me to mention it, but I rarely ran into the situation where I was clearly wrong in my coursework until I went to college.  Once academic** challenges regularly cropped up, it was humbling, to say the least; I had little experience dealing with the feelings which resulted from making mistakes or struggling and therefore lacked appropriate coping mechanisms, so I shut down completely and launched myself into the first depressive episode that landed me with a mood disorder diagnosis.
I've been chipping away at my black-or-white thought habits for well over a year now, but it's not easy. It comes back to trusting my judgement about what my potential is and how close I've come to meeting it with each effort I make. This leads me to the second flaw I face when I decide to aim for my personal best: my personal best varies with circumstances. Upon reflection, this flaw is really a simple extension of the first. I not only have to judge what would be an acceptable success rate (it sounds much better when I don't focus on the failures) for my performance on a task, I have to adjust that rate to account for my limited resources of time and energy.  Those resources are constantly in flux, so the job of becoming a good estimator becomes amazingly complex, even for relatively familiar tasks.  One way I'm trying to cope with that uncertainty is to break tasks down to extremely small chunks and attempt to be as conservative as possible in my estimates.  That way I get to set goals that I can actually accomplish, which is intensely satisfying and improves my mood drastically.
March was a month in which I became frustrated with this technique and how long it can take for me to make progress using it.  Never mind that rushing ahead under full steam typically ends with a crash for me, it feels amazingly reassuring to see how much I can accomplish in the beginning of a new venture.  New exercise regimes are particularly tempting to me and I cannot count the number of times I've thought about my ideal exercise schedule and then attempted to implement it, only to fail within the first few weeks because I've been too ambitious.
Make haste slowly. Find a happy medium.
Those are my mantras these days in an effort to avoid overloading myself and dooming myself to inevitable failure in attaining my personal goals.  Patience does not come naturally to me, and something about March with its change in the weather (and my birthday -- always a time for reflection) sparked a particular impatience in me, which was reflected throughout my journal entries for the month.

I'll be back at some point in May to write about whatever April topic catches my fancy.


*I now realize that finding supporting evidence for my analysis could be a very satisfying challenge, and my younger sister has led me to understand that my experience of the work is valid, so I suppose I could have approached those assignments I used to hate as deeply personal and been better able to live with myself. I still don't hold with the practice of ascribing intentions to a creator and always feel the need to hedge my bets and avoid declarations, which leads to wishy-washy and verbose statements.

**My self-worth is highly tied to academics.  I could write an entire post, or perhaps even a series of posts about why that's the case, but I will leave that aside for the present.

Wednesday, March 06, 2013

With apologies to Ogden Nash

I find myself looking at my 28th birthday, confounded as to how I got here, I can only imagine what the next ten years will bring. I dare not speculate that far ahead, because I may get sidetracked for a couple more beers.
Instead, I am looking only one year ahead, one month at a time. Recently, the author Neil Gaiman engaged in a project in which he presented a prompt for each month of the year to his Twitter followers and is using their responses to write stories.

When I was young, I wanted to be a novelist. I read voraciously as a child; reading was in my blood and in every aspect of my family life. I wanted to be a writer.
I heard that good writers write about what they know. I don't remember how old I was when I heard that, or where I heard it. I realized that I know very little in this world, and it seemed to me, that what I did know could not be of interest to anyone else.
Eventually, I realized that I had placed strict limits on myself. After all, I enjoy fantasy and science fiction novels, and those certainly can't be written from the authors' life experiences! Well, certain elements of them can draw from the daily reality of their creators, that is what gives the stories relatable and interesting characters and what informs which details are important to describe when building a new world and which can be left to the reader's imagination.
Still, I hesitated because it seemed to me that I could never come up with an original plot or setting. It's all be written before. In a general sense, I'm sure it's true. But there are specific stories and details that haven't been combined yet.

I gave up my dream of being a novelist, feeling that I could not generate the ideas I needed, that even if I ever did manage to get something published, it would simply be an unremarkable work, and I wanted to be at the top of the field. I didn't just want to be a novelist, I wanted to be a great novelist. I wanted to be a household name.
That is not going to happen. It happens to very few people, and I will not be one of them. But none of them would be where they are if they didn't try.
I haven't written stories since early in high school, and those stories were not good. I still don't have any brilliant ideas, any plots or worlds I could create.
So I will turn to what I know.

I keep a journal. I don't write in it every day, and I don't write about everything. But I do write in it more often than not. It's personal. It's where I keep things so I can remember them. It's where I write things out so I can sort through my thoughts.
For the next year, I intend to sit down at the end of each month and read the entries of that month. Then I intend to write something. It might be a summary of what I've written that month, or a single memory which was brought forth by one of the entries. It might be a short essay on a topic which I mentioned. It might even be a story. I hope it won't be a poem because I have yet to write one of those that I've been proud of for more than a few weeks.
It's an experiment.
We'll see what happens.

Monday, December 17, 2012

Review: Doctor Who: Shada: The Lost Adventure by Douglas Adams


Doctor Who: Shada: The Lost Adventure by Douglas Adams
Doctor Who: Shada: The Lost Adventure by Douglas Adams by Gareth Roberts

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



I heard about this book from a coworker and subsequently got it out from the library.
I will state two things right away: I have not seen much Classic Who, and I have only been through the Hitchhiker's Guide for the first time within the past year or so. I blame this on my upbringing (too full of other wonders, but sadly lacking in the Science Fiction department). So I come at this novel without the baggage of childhood adoration, and cannot vouch for it against those who do.
That disclaimer made, I found in it the same whimsy and delightfully madcap qualities that I associate with Douglas Adams. As a new Whovian, I was continually fascinated by the presence of multiple Time Lords. I've known for years that I really ought to watch some stories with Romana in them, and now I'm doubly determined to do so.
I reserve the final star for books that I cannot live without (or at least, I intend to do so in future, I'm not sure that I've been entirely consistent on my ratings in the past), and I'm not going to award that honor to this book, but I do recommend it and got grouchy whenever I had to put it down. I even gave up some napping opportunities in order to keep reading, and that's a high accolade!
I did get frustrated at Clare's character from time to time. I know that not all characters are supposed to be perfect (that would be boring), but it really irks me to have females shouting empowerment in the workplace and then falling into passive, waiting roles when it comes to romance.



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Wednesday, December 05, 2012

Review: Naked Heat


Naked Heat
Naked Heat by Richard Castle

My rating: 2 of 5 stars



A fictional book written by a fictional character. I enjoyed it at about a three-star level, but that was only because I watch Castle. Because I already had the majority of characters and settings in my head, I read the book as if I were watching an extended episode of the show. I was able to glean nuance from having seen it in previous episodes, so I knew what a glance between Ochoa/Esposito/Jon and Raley/Ryan/Seamus looks like (book character/TV character/actor) and I'm not convinced that the writing alone could have conveyed all that depth.
I did, of course, enjoy all the levels of meta. There was a beautiful reference to the character that the actor who plays the character that wrote the book (upon whom the main character is based) played in a different show. I wanted to try writing that all out without directly naming anybody to see how convoluted it got (with names - the book references Malcom Reynolds, who was a character on Firefly played by Nathan Fillion, who plays Richard Castle who supposedly wrote this book, which contains a thinly-veiled self character named Jameson Rook).
I was tickled to see the "author's note" from Richard Castle at the end of the book thanking both the Castle-show characters and the actors who play them (as well, I'm guessing as producers and writers, but I don't know their names well enough to recognize them). Reality and fiction merge!!
I might read another, but I won't go out of my way to do it.



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Saturday, December 01, 2012

Review: The Magicians' Guild


The Magicians' Guild
The Magicians' Guild by Trudi Canavan

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



I really, REALLY want to give this book three and a half stars.
Started this one as an ebook checked out from the library because it was available and I was experimenting with reading on my phone. When it looked like it had potential, I requested a paper copy from the library, which I just zipped through in about a day and a half.
Probably if it reminds me of half a dozen of my favorite authors' works at different points, it's a book I like, right? It was engaging and amusing and entertaining. I liked the world and look forward to reading more in it. At the same time, because I kept getting these echoes of other authors, it didn't quite feel original. And I have to say, while renaming common objects to emphasize that it's a fantasy world is a tool that works, it feels like a weaker prop than giving us the rules and substantial differences. So a spider is a faren, so what? What I'm interested in is how the Magician's Guild works and the laws of magic. Or if a faren has some features that set it apart from a spider in unexpected ways, then I'm interested, but if it's just a spider by a different name? Feels more contrived than convincing.
I am glad that the foundation was well laid for more intrigue, but the main plot of this book wrapped up tidily. It was a nice balance between series of books which are hardly related and those which are more continuations of each other than separate stories.
Which books did it call to mind? I was reminded of [a:Tamora Pierce|8596|Tamora Pierce|http://d.gr-assets.com/authors/1209044273p2/8596.jpg]'s Circle of Magic books very strongly, a bit of [a:Philip Pullman|3618|Philip Pullman|http://d.gr-assets.com/authors/1196023994p2/3618.jpg]'s Sally Lockhart books (mostly the parts to do with running and hiding in the slums of London), [a:Kate Constable|273399|Kate Constable|http://d.gr-assets.com/authors/1243719545p2/273399.jpg]'s Chanters of Tremaris trilogy, a bit of [a:Maria V. Snyder|445303|Maria V. Snyder|http://d.gr-assets.com/authors/1224476079p2/445303.jpg], with a touch of [a:Scott Lynch|73149|Scott Lynch|http://d.gr-assets.com/authors/1332432746p2/73149.jpg], and oh, hell, just a whiff of [a:Patrick Rothfuss|108424|Patrick Rothfuss|http://d.gr-assets.com/authors/1351307341p2/108424.jpg]. You'd think with so many flavors I love, this book would have grabbed me more strongly. I'm not saying I didn't like it, just that it wasn't in the league with some of those (especially Scott Lynch and Pat Rothfuss), so I was a bit disappointed that it wasn't absolutely stellar. Not a diet version of those books I love, but a slightly-reduced-fat version. I do look forward to reading more by this author. Certainly on a level with Tamora Pierce's Circle of Magic books, which I have had as a go-to fun fantasy since I first read them... so long ago that I can't remember when.
You may note that I left [a:J K Rowling|6566055|J K Rowling|http://www.goodreads.com/assets/nophoto/nophoto-U-50x66-251a730d696018971ef4a443cdeaae05.jpg] off the list of feel-alikes. Despite having an unexpected power in an unlikely youngster as the focal point of the story, this book was entirely different from the Harry Potter series. Not as much world-building, despite taking place in a different reality. The magic is much less important to the story, and isn't explored as much as at Hogwarts. Maybe we'll get to more of that in future books. I think that the author's writing will develop some polish and she clearly has some excellent ideas.



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Thursday, November 29, 2012

Review: Archon


Archon
Archon by Sabrina Benulis

My rating: 1 of 5 stars



Can I give it a half star?
Reminded me a bit of [a:C.S. Friedman|1276004|C.S. Friedman|http://d.gr-assets.com/authors/1257214912p2/1276004.jpg], whose ColdFire trilogy I read once because it was there (belonged to my ex, with whom I was living). I don't usually do horror-y things, haven't even read any Lovecraft. And I was much more in the mood for [a:Sharon Shinn|28544|Sharon Shinn|http://d.gr-assets.com/authors/1218995575p2/28544.jpg]'s angels. I guess I didn't read the blurb carefully enough.
It wasn't bad, it just didn't suck me in, and I have other books to read. It's rare that I don't just finish something because I'm already partway through, but I just finished rereading [b:The Renegades of Pern|20082|The Renegades of Pern (Pern, #10)|Anne McCaffrey|http://d.gr-assets.com/books/1283622741s/20082.jpg|555] all the way through, which didn't hold up and wasn't really worth the slog. So this one went back to the library.



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Saturday, September 15, 2012

Review: Book Of Enchantments


Book Of Enchantments
Book Of Enchantments by Patricia C. Wrede

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



I'm really between three and four stars on this one. It was a fun, quick read, but I always have mixed feelings about short stories. I get torn between enjoying the mystery of making up my own context into which I can put the quick glimpse of the world the author's showing me, and desiring the author to do the work for me and give me more! There were several bittersweet and even downright sad stories in this lot, which were worth a read, but a little unexpected (to me) from [a:Patricia C. Wrede|36122|Patricia C. Wrede|http://photo.goodreads.com/authors/1215652809p2/36122.jpg]. Which is not to say that I don't enjoy a good tragedy now and then, but it wasn't really what I was looking for this time. Happily, some of the stories were quite light and cheerful! Frying pan of DOoooOOOoooOOOOOOM!!!



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Monday, September 10, 2012

Review: The Hero and the Crown


The Hero and the Crown
The Hero and the Crown by Robin McKinley

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



This has never been one of my favorites. Although [a:Robin McKinley|5339|Robin McKinley|http://photo.goodreads.com/authors/1314406026p2/5339.jpg] is one of my favorite authors, she does have this tendency to give her heroines at least one spell of muddled-headedness, which she writes so well that it's a bit frustrating and muddly-feeling to read. Maybe I'm just too used to having all revealed to me in my stores, sooner or later, to be satisfied with the sort of non-explanations of how the leading ladies pull off their coups. At any rate, this book has that feeling to it, and yet is not as rich in its description as her others, so it doesn't make me love it as much. On the plus side, I've read this one so few times that I had forgotten some of the semi-major plot points and got a surprise as I read it this time.



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Sunday, September 02, 2012

Review: Bury Your Dead


Bury Your Dead
Bury Your Dead by Louise Penny

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



Blew through this one in a day on audio.
I adore having these books read to me, particularly by this narrator. This is one of my favorites in the series thus far; it explores the Anglo community in Québec City and weaves together three different mysteries. The descriptions of the snow-covered city make me long for it; someday I must go there in the winter. It's entirely possible that I may never leave.
Now I'm left trying to decide whether I can wait to request the remaining two books in the series from my library or if I will buy them. Because my reaction to the different titles in the series varies, I will attempt to be patient and wait for the library copies, despite waiting lists. This one I would be happy to have purchased, but I only know that now that I've heard it. If I can't wait, I'll take a chance on the next two.



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Thursday, June 28, 2012

Review: Trapeze


Trapeze
Trapeze by Simon Mawer

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



I didn't write this review right away and don't remember a ton of the details, but I do recall enjoying this book immensely. The story of a woman spying in France during WWII, starting with her recruitment in England and following her through training and into the field. I do remember that the ending left me hoping for more.



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Sunday, May 27, 2012

Review: The London Train


The London Train
The London Train by Tessa Hadley

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



Two novellas connected to each other, I flew through this random library pick. Either of the stories could have held my interest if they had continued.



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Saturday, May 26, 2012

Review: Paris Trance


Paris Trance
Paris Trance by Geoff Dyer

My rating: 3 of 5 stars



In the most trivial of ways - regarding initial circumstances - I was briefly put in mind of Orwell's [b:Down and Out in Paris and London|393199|Down and Out in Paris and London|George Orwell|http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1327954139s/393199.jpg|2374970], but that resemblance quickly faded. Instead I found myself caught up in an almost magical world. The dust jacket blurb uses the phrase "photographic precision" and I can't improve on that description. The plot was secondary to the study of characters and setting, and as such left me feeling unsatisfied and confused. However, I was treated to a glorious wash of scenes, which pulled me into the world in nearly-cinematic detail.
I think that the label of "romance" is appropriate - but not because of the sex scenes or love between the characters. It is a romance between the author/the characters and the lifestyle captured in the pages. Not a smooth romance, but a heady one.
I yearn to visit Paris and the French countryside, to have the places described in this book come to life for me. I wondered what it would be like to read this book without knowing any French - those untranslated sentences would be frustrating. I felt smug in my understanding, although humbled by the thought of how difficult it would be to actually live in a place where another language (even one with which I have a passing familiarity) is spoken. I was envious of the expats around whom the book centered because they had the courage to try that adventure.



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Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Review: The Cruelest Month


The Cruelest Month
The Cruelest Month by Louise Penny

My rating: 4 of 5 stars



Again, I found this murder mystery to be extremely comforting. A combination of the author's writing and the narrator's voice makes me wish to go live in the village of Three Pines, even if people keep turning up dead of unnatural causes.
I was very pleased to get more background for the Arnaud case which kept being mentioned in the previous book ([b:A Fatal Grace|352921|A Fatal Grace (Chief Inspector Armand Gamache, #2)|Louise Penny|http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1327918653s/352921.jpg|343141]). I now feel that has been properly addressed and not just alluded to. It was an unexpected bonus to learn how Ruth's duck (which I met in [b:The Brutal Telling|6449551|The Brutal Telling (Chief Inspector Armand Gamache, #5)|Louise Penny|http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1327952311s/6449551.jpg|6639657]) came to be with her.
I had already listened to a few of the later books, but I hope that I haven't yet exhausted the series because it's so much fun to visit that world. I do have to be careful or else I'm likely to start looking up emigration information.



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