Wednesday, April 17, 2019

WWW Wednesday, April 17

My first time doing this weekly meme! There are 3 questions. 

The Three Ws are:

What are you currently reading?

The Left Hand of Darkness by Ursula Le Guin (reread) - A buddy read on GoodReads for one of my favorite science fiction novels. A Nebula+Hugo Award Winner for Best Novel. This is my third time reading it.  
A Vindication of the Rights of Woman  by Mary Wollstonecraft (readalong with Ruth @ A Great Book Study) I will write a review when I finish, but for now I am following along with Ruth's posts. I am caught up through next week. 
Why Poetry by Matthew Zapruder - An impassioned call for a return to reading poetry and an incisive argument for poetry’s accessibility to all readers, by critically acclaimed poet Matthew Zapruder. 
I Explain a Few Things: Selected Poems by Pablo Neruda -- I haven't read anything from this since Sunday, though. I will get back to it this weekend. 

What did you recently finish reading?

I wrote reviews for Monstress, vol. 2  by Marjorie Liu (graphic novel, fantasy) and The Truro Bear and Other Adventures: Poems and Essays by Mary Oliver. I still need to write a review for City of Bones by Martha Wells. All good books -- the Mary Oliver book is one of my favorites. 
What do you think you’ll read next?

This weekend: 
She Had Horses by Joy Harjo (poetry collection)
finish The Left Hand of Darkness 
start As You Like It by William Shakespeare
draw another card for the Deal Me In challenge. I am more or less keeping up with this, but I haven't been taking notes on the last few stories I read.

Library Loot April 17 to 22

Library Loot is a weekly event co-hosted by Claire from The Captive Reader and Sharlene from Real Life Reading that encourages bloggers to share the books they’ve checked out from the library.

Just one checkout this week, a poetry collection. I will probably read it this weekend.

about the author (from GoodReads):
Joy Harjo was born in Tulsa, Oklahoma and is a member of the Mvskoke Nation. She has released four award-winning CD's of original music and won a Native American Music Award (NAMMY) for Best Female Artist of the Year. She performs nationally and internationally solo and with her band, The Arrow Dynamics. She has appeared on HBO's Def Poetry Jam, in venues in every major U.S. city and internationally. Most recently she performed We Were There When Jazz Was Invented at the Chan Centre at UBC in Vancouver, BC, and appeared at the San Miguel Writer’s Conference in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico... 

Sunday, April 14, 2019

The Sunday Post

The Sunday Post is a recap of the past week (or so) for book bloggers.

Reviews for this week:
The Black Tides of Heaven by J.Y. Yang (fantasy)
Women & Power: A Manifesto by Mary Beard (nonfiction)

Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell (fiction -- my book group listed this as SF)
Good Omens: The Nice & Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch by Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett (fantasy/humor)
The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams (humor/sf)
Monstress, vol. 2: The Blood by Marjorie Liu (graphic novel, fantasy/horror)

Reviews pending:

City of Bones by Martha Wells (fantasy)

Events I am participating in:

April Readalong with Ruth @ A Great Book Study:

My comments are in the first discussion post.

Wyrd & Wonder 2019 sign-up post: a month-long blog event in May celebrating the fantastic in literature.  I am looking forward to this!

Saturday, April 13, 2019

Wyrd & Wonder 2019 Event

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This blog event is hosted at I have signed up for the challenge prompts, so I will try to cover most/all of them in a series of blog posts. 

I will figure out my TBR later, but I will probably start with One Hundred Years of Solitude. I checked it out of the library, but I will probably have to check it out again in May and read it then. 

I have not signed up to post any reviews, but there will be a few during the month.

I will post a TBR when we get closer to May 1st. 

Review: Monstress, Vol. 2: The Blood

Monstress, Vol. 2: The Blood Monstress, Vol. 2: The Blood by Marjorie M. Liu
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Synopsis: Maika Halfwolf is on the run from a coalition of forces determined to control or destroy the powerful Monstrum that lives beneath her skin. But Maika still has a mission of her own: to discover the secrets of her late mother, Moriko.

Setting: Maika's journey to find out more about her mother's past takes her to Thyria, a coastal city controlled by pirates, where she acquires a bone key that will allow her to visit and return from the mysterious Isle of Bones, retracing her mother's previous journey.

The Isle of Bones is full of ghosts and wonderfully creepy.

Plot: There is a lot going on here, and I feel like things are even more convoluted than in volume 1. We get a few answers, but I guess I was hoping to have more information at this point.

Characters: I am mostly interested in the protagonist, Maika. I am not that invested in the secondary cast; maybe I would be if I knew more about them?

Art: I am still really enjoying the art, but I am on the fence about continuing with this series.

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Friday, April 12, 2019

Book Beginnings & The Friday 56

Book Beginnings is hosted by Rose City Reader. The weekly post goes up every Thursday and bloggers can add their links all week.

I have this checked out from the library as an ebook. This is one of my favorite science fiction novels. I have read it twice before. Synopsis:

While on a mission to the planet Gethen — a world whose inhabitants can change their gender — earthling Genly Ai is sent by leaders of the nation of Orgoreyn to a concentration camp. The exiled prime minister of the nation of Karhide tries to rescue him.

The beginning:
From the Archives of Hain. Transcript of Ansible Document 01-01101-934-2-Gethen: To the Stabile on Ollul: Report from Genly Ai, First Mobile on Gethen/Winter, Hainish Cycle 93, Ekumenical Year 1490-97.

I'll make my report as if I told a story, for I was taught as a child on my homeworld that Truth is a matter of the imagination. The soundest fact may fail or prevail in the style of its telling: like that singular organic jewel of our seas, which grows brighter when one woman wears it and, worn by another, dulls and goes to dust. Facts are no more solid, coherent, round, and real than pearls are. But both are sensitive. 

The story is not all mine, nor told by me alone. Indeed I am not sure whose story it is; you can judge better. But it is all one, and if at moments the facts seem to alter with an altered voice, why then you can choose the fact that you like best; yet none of them is false, and it is all one story. 

The Friday 56 is hosted by Freda's Voice

56% in the ebook:
As I knew later, we were crossing the Sembensyens that night, and must have gone up over nine thousand feet on the passes. I was not much troubled by hunger. The last meal I remembered eating was that long and heavy dinner in Shusgi's house; they must have fed me in Kundershagen, but I had no recollection of it.  Eating did not seem to be a part of this existence in the steel box, and I did not often think about it. Thirst, on the other hand, was one of the permanent conditions of life.

Review: The Truro Bear and Other Adventures: Poems and Essays

The Truro Bear and Other Adventures: Poems and Essays The Truro Bear and Other Adventures: Poems and Essays by Mary Oliver
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This is my favorite book by Mary Oliver. It is a collection of 55 poems (with two essays) all about animals: bears, snakes, spiders, porcupines, humpback whales, and others. I love having these all in one book!

Some excerpts:


There is, all around us, the country
Of original fire.

You know what I mean.

The sky, after all, stops at nothing, so something
Has to be holding
our bodies
in its rich and timeless stables or else
we would fly away...

In the green
and purple weeds
called Zostera, loosely
swinging in the shallows,

I waded, I reached
 my hands
 in that most human
of gestures -- to find,
to see, to hold whatever it is that's there --
 -- and what came up
wasn't much,
but it glittered
 and struggled,
 it had eyes, and a body

like a wand,
it had pouting lips.
No longer, all of it,
than any of my fingers,
it wanted
away from my strangeness,
it wanted
to go back
into that waving forest
so quick and wet...

Swoon (essay)

In a corner of this rented house a most astonishing adventure is going on. It is only the household of a common spider, a small, rather chaotic web half in shadow. Yet it burgeons with the ambition of a throne. She-- for the female that is always in sight-- has produced six egg sacs, and from three of them, so far, an uncountable number have spilled. Spilled is precisely the word, for the size and motions of these newborns are so meager that they appear at first utterly lifeless, as though the hour of the beginning had come and would not be deferred, and thrust them out, with or without their will, to cling in a dark skein of tangled threads...

... All the questions that the spider's curious life made me ask, I know I can find answered in some book of knowledge, of which there are many.  But the palace of knowledge is different from the palace of discovery, in which I am, truly, a Copernicus. The world is not what I thought, but different, and more! I have seen it with my own eyes!

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WWW Wednesday, April 17

My first time doing this weekly meme! There are 3 questions.  The Three Ws are: What are you currently reading? The Left ...