I realise that I have nothing to blog about because stuff is just happening without much need of comment or analysis from me. Knockonwoodetc.
I read my way through the Booker
shortlist for the first time. Back in the day when I was a bookseller
(and when the husband who was a bookseller but is no longer a bookseller
was still a bookseller), I just used to read a lot of new releases and
generally I would have read most of the shortlisted books that looked
vaguely interesting to me anyway. And in recent years I have not paid
much attention because I am always tired because I am a Career Lady now.
So this year I read them all and I liked them all pretty much and I
reckon the winner was probably the best book to win the prize and all,
but I really enjoyed Jamrach's Menagerie and The Sisters Brothers
most of all. Which may tell us one or two things, which includes that I
have form for liking stories with 'menagerie' in the title, and also I
seem to like chatty first-person books set in the 19th century with
quite a lot of violence, provided it's violence that is excused one way
or another by the narrator. Because I really adjectivally much like A True History of the Kelly Gang as well.
doubt it exposes a terrible character flaw. I never think of myself as
a person who enjoys violence in any form, but there it is, there it is.
The Junior has been re-reading Garth Nix books and
the Ranger's Apprentice series. He doesn't seem to feel the need for
any new books by authors he hasn't read before at the moment. I am not
quite sure what to think about this. On the one hand I think it's pretty
bad to exclusively comfort read, but on the other hand I think he's
already read more books than some people read in their entire lifetimes,
so perhaps he deserves time to digest it all a bit.
husband is doing marking, which is a completely different kind of
reading and may result in violence, but less in a textual way and more
in a storming about exasperatedly kind of way.
news, when I was reading some words at work I read a word I wish I'd
never read which was 'reablement'. I thought they meant rehabilitation,
but when you google it, it turns out to be a real word, or at least a
frequently used one. I guess I need to reable my brain to think a bit
more flexibly or some such, but I found it very ugly indeed, although
representing a most desirable principle, of course. It's no worse than
rehabilitation really I suppose, but it's not what I'm used to, you see.