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Feb. 2nd, 2026 09:38 pm
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 Reading, because I'm not doing much else except birding.

The two prequels to the Hunger Games, The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes and Sunrise on the Reaping, disappeared in a day each.  Not being a part of the fandom, I'd no idea that there were more in the series until the movie version of Songbirds and Snakes was offered on a flight.  The movie was leaden; the book, much better.  Sunrise on the Reaping was one of those where I stole time I ought to have been using for outside projects or cleaning my dusty, cluttered house to read.  I haven't buried my nose in a book like that for a very long time.  

Now I'm looking for my next fiction escape, before I head back into the comfy, funny world of St. Mary's.  It's nice to have a long series waiting on my phone/tablet/desktop for whenever I need some down time.  Also, I can read the text, unlike most printed books these days.  Aging.  Sigh.

We made our annual birding trip to the central valley.  The forecast claimed there would be a break in the fog.  It was wrong.  The trip was still fun despite having to peer through fog to see the waterfowl and cranes.  Should you ever find yourself anywhere close to Willows on I5 and it's close to dinnertime, head over to Red 88.  The food was fantastic, the staff entertaining, and the prices weren't that outrageous.  

Now it's back to weeding and trying to wedge plants into wherever I can, as almost all of the many wine barrels I've been using as planters are nearly rotted through.

Watching: Blue Lights S1 and enjoyed this Belfast-based cop show.  S2 and S3 require yet another streaming service, so I'm balking.
Finished the Seven Dials on Netflix and, while enjoyable eye candy, found it kinda dumb.

Reading: looking for that next good book, while ignoring the various TBR piles.

Knitting: nothing.  After hurting my shoulder in August and then, just after it stopped hurting, tripping and falling again (boat and rough seas to blame for the first; my clumsiness and never looking at where I put my feet for the second), I haven't done much knitting.  There's a three-quarter done sock sitting on my needles, the first of a pair.

Photography: yes.  Lots of bird photos, some weird textures I like, funny-to-me signs, and experimental post processing.  

Teacup Magic by Tansy Rayner Roberts

Feb. 2nd, 2026 07:08 pm
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Teacup Magic

3/5. Collection of three gaslamp romantic fantasy novellas (link goes to the first, I couldn’t find the exact collection in print that I got on audio) about a clever young woman who is determined to marry for love and who ends up in various magical problem-solving adventures with a handsome and mysterious spellcracker.

Frothy and fun, and they take themselves exactly as seriously as they ought. These are set on an archipelago of islands one of which is named, wait for it, Town. So you would go to Town for the season. So I liked these, but as always I struggled a bit with this regency-but-also-queer-norm world. Misogyny definitely exists in these stories, but they otherwise skip merrily past all the messy questions of property and inheritance and patriarchy that a queer norm world presents. Not the point, yes, but I always ask the wrong questions of these kinds of settings.

I will keep reading these if I can (a lot of her work apparently doesn’t get audio rights in the U.S.).

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Feb. 2nd, 2026 03:29 pm
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Like they would have painted a sinister sixth finger (come on down Mr Cromwell insisting on the warts): Hidden detail found in Anne Boleyn portrait was ‘witchcraft rebuttal’, say historians. Hmmm. Oh yeah? Am cynical.

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Overlooked women artists (maybe I will mosey on down to the Courtauld....): The Courtauld’s riveting, revelatory and deeply researched show of ten lost female painters looks afresh at the golden age of British landscape art:

Some of Mary Smirke’s pictures were ascribed to her brother and Elizabeth Batty’s entire output was assumed to have been her son’s.

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Men are poor stuff. Men are terribly poor stuff. Men covertly filming women at night and profiting from footage, BBC finds.

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The Black Beauty in the White House: this is actually about the famous horse book, which was written in a house of that name. In Norfolk.

This is the story of a child from a coastal town in Norfolk, who would go on to influence life around the world and who is just as famous today. Not Horatio Nelson, but rather Anna Sewell, the author of Black Beauty. She managed to not only influence the lives of people but also horses (and possibly many other animals as well) with the story, published only a few months before her death.

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This looks fascinating though I need to read it a lot more closely: Right place, right time: Luck, geography, and politics:

On 12th May 2020, Mass Observation collected c5,000 diaries from people across the UK. Many of these diaries mention luck and many of these luck stories are geography stories. Geographers, though, have not written much about luck. In this article, I review the literature on luck from within and beyond geography to construct a working definition and geographical approach to luck. The working definition describes luck as chance, fortuitous, unexpected events that were beyond the control of those for whom they are now significant. The geographical approach distinguishes four geographical aspects of luck: the geometry of luck; lucky places; right place, right time; and the practical sphere.

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Feb. 2nd, 2026 09:29 am
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Happy birthday, [personal profile] beable and [personal profile] marydell!

Kill the Beast by Serra Swift

Feb. 1st, 2026 08:08 pm
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Kill the Beast

3/5. Standalone fantasy about a very angry young woman who gets hired to kill the dangerous beast that killed her brother.

This is just okay. Points for having the relationship that develops between protag and her employer be a friendship rather than a romance. Otherwise, this telegraphs its twists so hard that I spotted the one that drops around the 75% mark when I was only 15% in. Yikes. And it’s not just about wanting to be surprised, either – the emotional arc of this book probably only works decently well if you don’t see everything coming. Because the protag doesn’t, and she does need a few hard kicks to get her head on straight. But when you do see everything coming, it all just takes too long to play out.

Content notes: A lot of violence, references to parental death and abandonment, alcoholism.

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Feb. 1st, 2026 04:37 pm
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I finished Tasha Suri's The Isle in the Silver Sea yesterday and I am wrestling with profoundly conflicted feelings about it. It's an interesting book, it's an ambitious book; it's a book with a great deal to say, sometimes with a sledgehammer; it went in places I didn't expect, and appreciated, and also I think it maybe fails at the central task it needed to succeed at in order to make it actually work for me as a book.

The premise: we're on an island, and this island is composed of Stories About Britain. London is there, constantly caught between Victorian London and Elizabethan London and Merrie Olde England depending on what sort of narrative you're in. The Glorious Eternal Queen reigns forever with her giant ruffs and bright red hair. Each bit of the island is tied to a bit of story, and that story attaches itself to particular people, Incarnates, who are blessed/cursed to live out the narrative and keep the landscape alive with it. At this point this has been going on for so long that incarnates are usually identified pretty early and brought to live safely at the Queen's court where they kick their heels resignedly waiting for their fate to come upon them.

Sometimes immigrants come to the island. When they come, they forget their language and their own stories in the process. They are not supposed to get caught up in incarnation situations, though -- in theory, that's reserved for True Born Englishmen -- but unfortunately for our heroine Simran, she appears to be an exception and immediately upon sighting the shores of the isle as a child also started seeing the ghost of her past incarnation, indicating that she is the latest round of the tragic tale of the Witch and the Knight, who are doomed to fall in love and then die in a murder-suicide situation For The Realm.

Simran's knight is Vina, the mixed-race daughter of a wealthy noble, who is happy to be a hot and charming lesbian knight-at-arms but does not really want to be the murderous Knight any more than Simran wants to be the Witch. However, the plot begins, Simran is targeted by an Incarnation Murderer who kidnaps her best friend and challenges her to meet him on her Fated Mountain, and they of course have to go on a quest where they of course fall in love despite themselves and also learn more about why the current order must be overthrown because trying to preserve static, perfect versions of old stories is not only dooming a lot of people to extremely depressing fates but also slowly killing the Isle. This quest makes up the first part of the book.

I am very interested in the conversation that Tasha Suri is using this book to have about national narratives and national identities and the various stories, both old and new, that they attempt to simplify and erase. Her points, as I said, aren't subtle, but given Our Current Landscape there is a fair argument to be made that this is not the time for subtlety. I also think there's also some really good and sharp jokes and commentary about the National Narratives of Britain, specifically (evil ever-ruling Gloriana is SUCH a funny choice and the way this ends up being a mirror image for Arthuriana I think is quite fun as well).

On the other hand, the conversation is so big and the Themes so Thematic that they do end up entirely overshadowing the characters for me, which I do think is also a thematic failure. The first part of the book is about Vina and Simran's struggle to interact with each other and their lives as individuals, rather than the archetypes that overshadow them, but as Vina and Simran they also never quite felt like they transcended their own archetypes of Cranky Immigrant Witch and Charming Lesbian Knight With A Hero Complex. Which startled me, tbh, because I've liked several of Tasha Suri's previous books quite a lot and this hasn't struck me as a problem before. But I think here it's really highlighted for me by the struggle with Fate; I kept, perhaps unfairly, compare-contrasting with Princess Tutu, a work I love that's also about fighting with narrative archetypes, and how extremely specific Duck and Fakir and Rue feel as characters. I finished part one feeling like I still had no idea whether Vina and Simran had fallen in love as Fated Entities or as human beings distinct from their fate, and I think given the book this is it really needs to commit hard on that score one way or another.

Part two, I think, is much more interesting than part one, and changes up the status quo in unexpected ways. If I pretend that part one landed for me then I'm much happier to roll with the ride on part two, though there is an instance of Gay Found Family Syndrome that I found really funny; you can fix any concerning man with a sweet trans husband and a cottage and a baby! [personal profile] genarti will argue with me that she thinks it was more complicated than that, to which I will argue, I think it could have been more complicated IF part two had had room to breathe and lean into any of those complexities. Making part one half its length and part two double its length would I think fix several of my problems with the book. "but you just said that Vina and Simran don't feel specific enough" yes that's true AND they take three hundred pages to do it! I'd be less annoyed about them feeling kind of flat if we were moving on more quickly to other things ...

Anyway. I didn't find this book satisfying but I did find it interesting; others may find it to be both. Curious to talk about it with anyone else who's read it!

Sidenote: the Tales and Incarnations are maintained by archivists, who keep the island and the stories it contains static and weed out any narratives they think don't belong. This of course is evil. I went and complained about the evil archivist propaganda to [personal profile] genarti, who read this book first, and she said 'read further.' So I did! It turns out that in contrast to the evil archivists, the woods are populated by good and righteous librarians!! who secretly collect oral histories and discarded tales that have been deemed subversive by the archivists but which of course the island needs to thrive. I do appreciate that not all institutional memory workers are Evil in this book and I understand the need in fiction to have a clear and easy distinguishing term between your good guys and your bad guys, but Tasha Suri, may I politely protest that this is in fact also archivist work --

Sidenote two: v. interesting to me that of the two big high-profile recent Arthurianas I've read the thing I've found most interesting about both of them is their use of the Questing Beast. we simply love a beast!!

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