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mouse stopped reading Those Beyond the Wall by Micaiah Johnson
mouse started reading Those Beyond the Wall by Micaiah Johnson
I re-read The Space Between Worlds to refresh my memory when I saw that this was out, and I was nervous to see what this would be, since that story felt.. concluded. But seeing that it's following different characters is a relief! I'm curious to see where it goes.
mouse commented on The Book of Margery Kempe by Margery Kempe
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mouse finished reading Abarat by Clive Barker
mouse reviewed The West Passage by Jared Pechaček
Fantastic Planet does the Book of Kells
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This book is so visual and imaginative, and thrives when walking you through the surreal, psychedelic, illuminated manuscript of a world. But while it was always interesting, I found it hard to stay engaged with the story at times, particularly in the middle. The ending compelled me, and I wish I'd had more of that connection to the plot and characters through the rest of the book.
mouse started reading Baking with Fortitude by Dee Rettali
mouse commented on As I Remember Him by Hans Zinsser
mouse started reading As I Remember Him by Hans Zinsser
mouse reviewed Spectred Isle by KJ Charles
Ivy
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Growing up, English ivy was an acutely troublesome invasive species -- in the region generally and in my family's yard specifically. My neighbors had, foolishly, planted it, and it would grow up trees and deprive them of their nutrients, and send vines into crevices of buildings, damaging them. At a formative age, I learned about this: how ivy sends these little creeping tendrils into all the small holes it finds. And I would sit in the back yard, imagining the ivy crawling up my body, planting little roots in my pores and feeding on me until I was a desiccated husk.
The point being, I had a hard time with the fact that ivy showing up was a good thing in this story, because to me the appearance of an inexplicable ivy leaf could not be a more ominous sign. So if you have my extremely specific aversion to the …
Growing up, English ivy was an acutely troublesome invasive species -- in the region generally and in my family's yard specifically. My neighbors had, foolishly, planted it, and it would grow up trees and deprive them of their nutrients, and send vines into crevices of buildings, damaging them. At a formative age, I learned about this: how ivy sends these little creeping tendrils into all the small holes it finds. And I would sit in the back yard, imagining the ivy crawling up my body, planting little roots in my pores and feeding on me until I was a desiccated husk.
The point being, I had a hard time with the fact that ivy showing up was a good thing in this story, because to me the appearance of an inexplicable ivy leaf could not be a more ominous sign. So if you have my extremely specific aversion to the plant, be aware I guess?
mouse started reading Rakesfall by Vajra Chandrasekera
mouse finished reading The Thursday Murder Club by Richard Osman
mouse commented on Rats, Lice and History by Hans Zinsser
I am over 160 pages into this book which is ostensibly a biography of typhus, and so far it has covered at length:
- the nature of art,
- whether or not he should write this book,
- the origins and fundamentally parasitic nature of life,
- the role of epidemic disease in various periods of history, each section of which he concludes that there's no reason to think typhus was present at that time.
It's the perfect book; it's like he wrote this book just for me.