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landofnowhereI don't observe Ash Wednesday in any way, other than that it's always a good time to reread T. S. Eliot.
Not too much to report here: I'm still making my way through Children of Ruin, and yay space octopuses, they are the best! But I don't have that much else to say about it, except that the plot is thickening, and I still don't know where this story is going.
Except I did read a couple short stories, so I can blog them. I reread So Much Cooking by Naomi Kritzer, for reasons that should be obvious (though maybe less obvious to posterity reading this in the future, at least I hope) and it is stil delightful! Though I still find it a bit jarring when I get to the end and it leaves so much open-ended. I think it's that there is a sort of story structure when the story starts by creating some sort of tension, and then it ends by resolving the tension, so that everything goes back to, well, "the new normal". And I don't think this story fits that sort of structure particularly -- it's doing something different.
Also I read The Time Invariance of Snow by E. Lily Yu. I really like the author's writing style, especially in the first section of the story. But the story as a whole didn't resonate with me -- I think the thing is that I feel that The Snow Queen is really a story about the cusp of adolescence, and it appeals to my inner 12-year-old id. So versions of the story where Gerda and Kai are adults don't really work for me as well. (The version I'm waiting for is one where Kai is gay, and Gerda has been raised in a homophobic religion and believes it is her duty to save him with the power of love, but of course he doesn't need saving. But I'm not the person to write this.)
Not too much to report here: I'm still making my way through Children of Ruin, and yay space octopuses, they are the best! But I don't have that much else to say about it, except that the plot is thickening, and I still don't know where this story is going.
Except I did read a couple short stories, so I can blog them. I reread So Much Cooking by Naomi Kritzer, for reasons that should be obvious (though maybe less obvious to posterity reading this in the future, at least I hope) and it is stil delightful! Though I still find it a bit jarring when I get to the end and it leaves so much open-ended. I think it's that there is a sort of story structure when the story starts by creating some sort of tension, and then it ends by resolving the tension, so that everything goes back to, well, "the new normal". And I don't think this story fits that sort of structure particularly -- it's doing something different.
Also I read The Time Invariance of Snow by E. Lily Yu. I really like the author's writing style, especially in the first section of the story. But the story as a whole didn't resonate with me -- I think the thing is that I feel that The Snow Queen is really a story about the cusp of adolescence, and it appeals to my inner 12-year-old id. So versions of the story where Gerda and Kai are adults don't really work for me as well. (The version I'm waiting for is one where Kai is gay, and Gerda has been raised in a homophobic religion and believes it is her duty to save him with the power of love, but of course he doesn't need saving. But I'm not the person to write this.)