A few months ago I mentioned how much the Minion loves books.
She has since mastered samiam, as she calls it, and have gone browsing through my shelves for something with a little more substance. Last week this happened…
I’ll need to seriously up my game to keep up with her…
A few years ago I took an online creative writing course (you can tell, can’t you?). Naturally discussion often turned to books, and at one point someone, on hearing about my love of fantasy, exclaimed, “But then you must have read Stephen Donaldson!”
There was an awkward silence, broken only by the chirping of crickets. (Well, not really. This conversation happened in an online chat forum, and I only saw the message likely hours after it had been posted, but isn’t it just awkward if someone assumes, nay, insists that you’re familiar with something…and you aren’t?)
Never heard of him, was my reply. Oh, the other person came back. You should. You’ll enjoy him.
See? I told you. Awkward.
Continue reading “Thomas Covenant, the Insufferable”
I’ve been quiet, I know. It’s this new job, you see? I’m working hard. Harder than I should, in fact. But I’m enjoying it. I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed any job this much.
That does freak me out just a little, as it’s not the career I chose for myself, or ever thought I would choose. But aside from a brief bout of imposter syndrome, I haven’t regretted my choice for a moment. I get to work with incredible people on something that makes a difference in the lives of many people.
Continue reading “On Squishy, and other updates”
Yes, in a total break with tradition on if all else fails… I’m actually writing my New Year’s post on New Year’s day. I said things were going to be different this year.
And to shake things up even further, I’ve decided to make a New Year’s Resolution. Not an intention, but an actual Resolution, with a capital ‘R’.
Continue reading “Have a great 2016 y’all”
I’ve been in a reading slump lately. Ever since I finished Terry Pratchett’s Jingo around Christmas last year I’ve been reading only non-fiction, and slowly at that (I started a book on Quantum Theory a month ago, and am not even halfway with it yet). Among all the novels on my shelves I just couldn’t find anything I felt like reading.
Then Sir Terry died, and the next day I got Dodger at half price. I finished it on Friday (review to come), and picked up Mort (with which I’m almost done). I’ve decided to make my way through the whole Discworld again, or at least through those titles I already own, which brings up the question of which order to read them in.
Continue reading “On reading the Discworld…”