Thoughts: Waiting For Godot, by Samuel Beckett

Oh man. OH MAN.

I have not been looking forward to this. The thought of having to write my thoughts on this almost stopped me from picking it up in the first place.

But I was running low on funds in the ol’ Kindle account, and I wasn’t going to brave my commute without a book, so I grabbed the nearest treebook – which was Waiting For Godot, because we’d lent it to a friend and not got around to putting it back yet.

So, don’t expect anything.

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Sparrow Songs: Some Soul

GIF of a show called 'The Soul Mass Transit System' from The Simpsons

All aboard

Let’s try something new. Every week (when I remember), I’m going to post a few songs here. Just whatever I’m listening to, really. Anyway, let’s get the ball rolling with a bit of soul.

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Thoughts: Kitty in the Underworld, by Carrie Vaughn

I’m at peace with the fact that the last three of the Kitty Norville opinion pieces (I don’t think I’m knowledgeable, interesting or authoritative enough to say I “review” books particularly) are probably going to be me trying to analyse what isn’t quite working with me about this series. But that’s OK! You can’t win ’em all, and I enjoy analysing books and stories.

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Thoughts: Ancillary Mercy, by Ann Leckie

Oh gosh, where to start? Ancillary Mercy is the last in the trilogy, and as such it was both exhilarating and painful. I worried that I wouldn’t have much to say on this one, as I’ve been so effusive in my thoughts on the last two, but Leckie wasn’t finished her exploring yet.

This time, we got to play with free will and sentience.

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Thoughts: Kitty Rocks The House, by Carrie Vaughn

Well, it’s been a while since we were back in paranatural Denver. Not because I was avoiding it (though I understand if my last rant might have given that impression) but because when people lend me books they get bumped to the top of my TBR. And that’s why I’m up over 100 on my Goodreads TBR.

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Thoughts: Katherine Carlyle by Rupert Thomson

It’s been a while since I’ve written one of these. I’ve been full of cold, and because I’m in the middle of an editing pass on one of my own terrible manuscripts, I decided it was more important to maintain momentum on that. Writing these is easy and fun, but if I stop editing then it takes me ages to get back on the horse.

I didn’t know how to feel about this book while I was reading it, and I still don’t, really.

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Thoughts: Ancillary Sword, by Ann Leckie

Was this on my TBR? NOPE. But technically it should have been, because I did read the first one and I always intended to read the others!

I probably don’t have much interesting to say about this one, because I pure enjoyed it and that tends to make for dull book thoughts. Tell me again how scintillating the prose, how unputdownable, how twisty the plot and well-rounded the characters. Sing, O muse, of the suspenseful chapter, the flawed yet relateable protagonist who sailed across wine-dark space and made you think about the interaction of AI and human in an entirely new light while at the same time having some rollicking adventures and getting involved in some first-class scheming!

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New Moon


“Ooh, is that the Moon?” asked Fortitude, pointing her photo finger towards a white dot in the sky.

“No, Mom, that’s just a drone. You can’t see the Moon until night, usually,” replied her left-daughter Balance, rolling her eyes.

“How long will that be?”

“Hey!” Balance’s right-mother Ingenuity stopped, almost tripping her skittering suitcase up. “It’s a green-tree! Balance, take our photo with the green-tree!”

“Urgh, Muv, come on! You’re acting like tourists!” Balance pointed across the crowded plaza to a shimmering ziggurat, leaf-green and bark-brown. “Let’s drop the bags off at my dorms, and then you can look at all the trees you want.”

“Just take our photo, come on! I want to send it to the crew back home.” Ingenuity and Fortitude linked arms and stood in front of the tree smiling.

“Here, I’ll take it.” Joie-de-Vivre, Balance’s cross-sister, pointed at her mothers and tapped the back of her hand. “There we… wait, hold on.” A group of men walked through her sightline, wearing musical instruments like turtle shells on their backs. “OK. There we go. Posted and tagged.” She turned and watched the musicians disappear into the crowd, necks of their bass cases bobbing like periscopes over the hairy sea. “It’s so busy here. I’ve never seen so many people.”

“And so many men!” added Ingenuity. “What’s that like?”

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German Reading Project: Die Tribute Von Panem by Suzanne Collins, chapter 27

And here we are, at the end of everything.

It’s been a good, four month journey, and I have learned many things that have actually really helped my German along. The last words I liked the most are perhaps apt for the Hunger Games as a whole, and the world Collins (and her translators, Sylke Hachmeister and Peter Klöss) describe.

verschnörkelt: baroque, ornate

schmuddelig: grubby

Here’s to the next German book!

Thoughts: The Accusation, by Bandi

OK so firstly, read this book. Just read it.

Disclaimer: This book is probably worth more than my idiot opinions of it, but whoops, you’re getting them anyway.

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