On the reading front, very little progress.
1. The Vespertine by Saundra Mitchell, YA gothic/paranormal, written about here.
2. One True Thing by Anah Crow & Dianne Fox, gay BDSM, written about here.
3. Mercy Kill by Lori G. Armstrong, mystery, written about here.
4. Lord Carew’s Bride by Mary Balogh. Trad Regency. Meh, written about here.
5. Caught by A.B. Gayle, gay romance. I tweeted a little about this, plan on writing a short post later this week.
6. What Child is This? by ZA Maxfield, gay romance. This holiday novella failed for me: it was too busy trying to catch readers up on older characters and also have a plot that was almost completely unrelated to them. Plus it was ridiculously expensive for its length, which often seems to be the case for Loose Id books.
Work is kicking my ass, as I mentioned the other day. Am spending 60+ hours a week at work. I left private practice because I didn’t want that. Plus, I’m fairly confident that I’m just going to get grief about this project, and any good that comes out of it is going to be credited elsewhere.
Leisure: went to New York last weekend to hang out with The Biochemist. We clung, and went to the theater together. I saw The Imporance of Being Earnest: Brian Bedford was excellent as Lady Bracknell, and the set design was gorgeous. She saw one of the last shows of Time Stands Still. Together we saw Driving Miss Daisy and American Idiot (again). Vanessa Redgrave and James Earl Jones have surprisingly good comedic chemistry and timing. And Billie Joe Armstrong as St. Jimmy is a coked up Calvin who comes across like a cheerful little perv. Visited the American Museum of Natural History, which I enjoyed, although I had forgotten the cardinal rule of museum cafes: the more kid oriented the museum, the worse the food offered. After the museums, I wandered around for a bit, then we met on Amsterdam for dinner at a French place. Can’t remember the name, but it was on the corner of 79th. Great potato leek tart appetizer. All that was fun, but the best part was the company; I wish we could see each other more often. [And yet I’ve made no effort to relocate to Texas. Hmmm.]
+ \o/ for the Senate voting to repeal DADT
+ Check out this interesting discussion about whether language shapes thought.
+ Every time I’ve gone to B&N lately, I’ve bought things other than books. When I look at books, I end up putting them on my wishlist or downloading a Kindle sample to decide if I really want the book or not. Obviously B&N is still making some money off me as a consumer — bought Elf on the Shelf, a puzzle, a Moleskin notebook, holiday cards, etc. — but if I’m not buying their books, what does it say about their success in their primary market?
+ I’m contemplating writing fan fiction for the first time ever. There’s a plot bunny bouncing around my head and it just won’t die. Not even an emailed exchange with my sister got it out of my system. I blame this tumblr.
+ Mailed a package to Texas today, and it should arrive in plenty of time for the holidays. The line to mail packages? Only three people long. The line to pick up packages at the other window? Wound around the waiting room and out the door. Fortunately for me, all the packages I ordered were delivered by UPS and my neighbor signed for them (he’s retired, and takes deliveries for several neighbors).
+ Saw an intriguing recipe for potato chip cookies, must find it again and experiment tomorrow. Must also go get one last gift — a gift card to a restaurant, because I’m stumped for a better gift for my brother and SIL; I did send them doggie cupcakes from here, but wanted to give them something more.
+ I’ve been pretty good about not buying paper books, or any books except pre-orders done pre-holidays, but I broke down and finally ordered a copy of Yo, Juan de Austria from Abebooks. I should have bought a copy when I first saw the book more than a year ago, when I was in Madrid, but I assumed it would become available sooner or later in the US and didn’t want to add it to my luggage. Mistake. Still not available in the US yet or translated. (TBH, I doubt it will be translated, since I’m not sure that Juan of Austria commands a great deal of attention from English speakers/readers.) So I ordered a copy from a Spanish bookseller online. The shipping…is ridiculous. My own fault.
• Met with a realtor yesterday to talk about selling my house. Banker call today to see about financing for new place. Need to arrange a week’s stay to see how/if I can deal with commute change and the shift from urban to rural.
• Had lunch with the Executive Director of the nonprofit I’ve been on the board of for 10 years. Love the group but lack time and enthusiasm right now. Rotating off the board, but still on a committee and volunteering. Am one of two board members left from the board who hired the ED and worked to keep the organization from going under. She thanked me for that yesterday. *shrug* What else was there to do? Walk away? My modus operandi: just keep going, do the day to day work and treading water, get through it.
• Two more divorces in the extended family (for a total of four within two degrees of separation). One a surprise only that it’s happening now: long separated but wife threatened suicide when papers filed years ago. Now she’s filed the papers. The other is a surprise and has stepdad heartbroken.
• Stepdad’s biopsy results are due back tomorrow. He says Mom doesn’t need to come with him. She thinks it’s because he assumes all will be fine and is being an ostrich. I think it’s so he can tell her everything is fine, even if it isn’t. His fatalism when it comes to his health is disturbing. Based on family medical history, he’s confident he won’t make old bones.
• Mom heard from cousin in Afghanistan. He says it’s hot (120F), tedious, boring but still dangerous.
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