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Book Info

Genre: Nonfiction, Essays

LibraryThing: https://www.librarything.com/work/3092900/t/Seasons-of-the-Wild-A-Year-of-Natures-Magic-and-Mysteries-The-Curious-Naturalist-Series

Acquired from: Little Free Library, Ann Arbor, Michigan, USA [see visit log]

Started reading: August 6, 2025

Finished reading: tbd

Reading Updates

Page 0: This one didn’t come with a bookmark like Moby-Duck did, so I’m using one I got from Downtown Books in Milwaukee. I picked up this book partly because of the topic, partly because the blurbs on the back (“Sy Montgomery has insight into the Others that every nature writer on this continent envies.”), and partly because the author photos shows Sy holding a barred owl.

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Crossposted from Pixietails Club Blog.

reading wednesday

Aug. 6th, 2025 12:32 pm
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💗 2025 Reading Log | 51/200 yearly goal (+1 from last update)

This morning I finished reading Moby-Duck by Donovan Hohn (book log here), a travel memoir/popular science book ostensibly about a bunch of plastic animals that fell overboard in the early 90s and how they roamed around the ocean for 15 years. I enjoyed reading this book for many reasons, but I have to admit I don’t think the premise held together at the end.

The author supposedly quit his job to follow the duck trail but the last two (or maybe three) chapters he spends following oceanographers around instead and doesn’t even see any ducks (or other plastic animals) and barely remembers to squeeze mention of them into a few paragraphs. Which, I get it, the ducks are a dead end, but it’s the whole premise of your book…

Also I don’t want to be overly judgemental but he definitely did that thing that men do when they freak out about being fathers for the first time, abandon their family for a personal quest and then figure out they enjoy being a dad and having a son, etc. Just. Ugh.

Anyway! I need to get through some more Little Free Library books so I can swap them out again, so I’m going to start reading Seasons of the Wild by Sy Montgomery, which is a collection of essays about nature throughout the year, etc. It’s much shorter than Moby-Duck so I should be able to read it quick enough.

On a personal note, I really enjoyed putting together the book log post for Moby-Duck, and I’m definitely going to do that regularly.

Crossposted from Pixietails Club Blog.

Links: Fabio, Horror Romance, & More

Aug. 6th, 2025 06:00 pm
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Workspace with computer, journal, books, coffee, and glasses.Welcome back to Wednesday Links! (Is it Wednesday?)

To be frank, I’m damn exhausted. I’ve been so tired lately. Can we get to fall yet? I find the crisp New England air to be energizing.

On Friday mornings, a friend and I have a Zoom writing sesh for an hour. it’s been going well and I’ve been working on a fantasy romance. However, yesterday I was hit with a new idea for something contemporary and I can’t stop thinking about it. I may switch gears.

I was telling my partner that fantasy writing takes some extra brain power if you’re creating a completely fictional world. Naming things is the bane of my existence. And right now, I don’t have a ton of brain power to spare.

If you have any helpful tips and tricks for naming things, I’m all ears!

So many of you sent us the Fabio flowchart. Sarah and I had a good time keeping track of all the emails that came in. You can find the flowchart at #15 on this list from Ask A Manager.

Harper’s Bazaar has a piece on how audiences don’t want romcoms, they want romantic horror. It’s an interesting opinion, but one I don’t agree with fully. I don’t think the audiences have shifted. People still want romcoms. It’s just that media companies (and I’m including publishing here) do not seem to know what a romcom is and the label has diluted so much that it means nothing. In my humble opinion.

This link comes from Kim D., who shared this interview with a cover model, who retired in 2019, on how he preps for a cover shoot.

From Kael: I thought you all might like to know she got a mention in the new Princess Weekes video on Enemies to Lovers! (the exact timestamp is 23:15, it’s about Sarah’sresponse to For Such A Time)

It’s a super interesting watch and would definitely recommend it to the folks here who don’t mind a crunchy conversation.

Don’t forget to share what cool or interesting things you’ve seen, read, or listened to this week! And if you have anything you think we’d like to post on a future Wednesday Links, send it my way!

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thebibliosphere:

Image ID: A square mood board consisting of nine squares. The top left corner shows a black-and-white image of a stormy coast with jagged rocks. The top middle depicts a vibrant red rose against a dark background. The top right image shows a dark, rolling forest covered in fog. The middle-left image shows jagged red lightning arcing across the sky. The middle-middle image depicts the words “Hunger Pangs by Joy Demorra” written in gold font against a black background. The middle-left image shows a red sun setting against an ominous black sky. The bottom-left image depicts a close up shot of someone wearing a high, old-fashioned collar, tied with a white cravat. The bottom-middle image shows five antiquated books in a row. The bottom-right image shows an obscured figure laying in a curtained bathtub. A single arm hangs over the edge of the side, smoke curls from the end of a cigarette held in the hand. /End image ID.ALT
Hunger Pangs: True Love Bitesby Joy Demorra. Narrated by Catherine Bilson(sample audio)

The vampire—for there was no mistaking him for anything else—was tall, dark-haired, and dashingly handsome. Genetics had seen fit to gift him with exceptionally good cheekbones and the complexion of cut marble. […] The cut of his waistcoat was daringly modern, and it gave him a slightly rakish appeal, an effect no means lessened when he smiled, the wry curl of his mouth revealing a gleaming hint of fang.

It was alarmingly attractive.

“Welcome to our little island, Captain Northland. I’m the Viscount, but everyone here calls me Vlad.”

“Vlad,” Nathan echoed, still a little dazed. The vampire gave him a tight-lipped smile, his fangs carefully hidden.

“Yes, a family name, I’m afraid, but I’ve learned to be dead with it.”

Hunger Pangs: True Love Bites by Joy Demorra is a queer, paranormal, gaslamp fantasy romance novel featuring enchanted forests, gothic castles, and just a smidge of industrial coal dust. Join Vlad, Nathan, and Ursula as they navigate a magical world torn asunder war and politics as they work to restore balance to the world and find love along the way.

To read the full synopsis, click here.

Book one is available now in two different versions.

Why are there two versions, and what’s the difference? Glad you asked! Don’t forget to check out the listed content tags (1)(2) and corresponding heat ratings on my website at www.joydemorra.com

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What’s the difference and is one more “valid” than the other?

I get a lot of questions when people find out I wrote two versions of Hunger Pangs (Phangs). To answer that second question first, the only difference is that one contains explicit sexual content, and the other merely alludes to it.

The Flirting with Fangs edition (red cover) contains multiple scenes that depict sexual acts, either solo or partnered. (link)

The Fluff and Fangs edition (blue cover) is less explicit. I say less because while the scene(s) fade to black, some elements of physical affection are still shown, along with a fairly involved conversation about consent and kink. This is in the latter half of Chapter 28, and as noted on my website, you can skip this part if it makes you uncomfortable and not miss anything important to either the plot or character development. (link)

Both versions contain heat ratings and content warnings on my website. I can’t put it in/on the books themselves because Amazon is going after authors for mentioning content warnings (link), so when in doubt, check www.joydemorra.com or send me a message!

And no, one version is not more “valid” than the other. Both are canon. If it helps, think of them as parallel universes running side by side down the narrative timeline. The plot and character development remain the same; the scenes have just been altered to accommodate reader preference. 

Then why do this at all?

As stated above, I wrote two different versions primarily to accommodate reader preference. When I first started writing Hunger Pangs: TLB, I was widely known on Tumblr for being “that erotica editor.” (link) I used to be a ghostwriter for my publishing house, too, so chances are some of you have already read my work under another author’s name*. A large chunk of my professional life has been spent writing sexually explicit content. It’s what I was then known and popular for, so it never occurred to me that anyone who was sex averse or didn’t enjoy reading about sex would be interested in my work.

And then those exact people started messaging me to let me know they were super excited about my work, couldn’t wait to buy a copy and would just skip past the sex parts that made them uncomfortable.

And that didn’t sit right with me. 

Phangs is a bit of a weird project. It was started via a Tumblr shitpost (link) and grew from there. It was funded entirely by the support of my Patreon, which people kept supporting even after it took me years longer to finish it than initially planned because my health took a proverbial nose dive into the tenth circle of hell. It is not an exaggeration to say my Patreon and Tumblr kept me alive during that time. You kept our lights on and put what little food I could eat into my fridge. You supported me both physically and emotionally during one of the worst times of my life. And during that time, I wrote the entire Phangs series, assuming it would be edited and published posthumously**. It was both my swan song and a parting gift. A means of saying thank you for all your support over the years and the fervent hope you’d feel my love on every page. Because never doubt this, I wrote Phangs for you. Phangs is a love letter to fandom from start to finish. It’s written specifically to appeal to fandom and all the things we love about it.

So when people told me they were going to buy it but skip parts of it, I felt the need to make sure they were getting equal amounts of content for their money. So the “fluff” version of the narrative was born, replacing the sex-based scenes with more emotional and “fluffy” but still intimate interactions that keep the character arcs and plot intact.

For the first book, I tried to keep the scenes as similar in theme as possible. That’s why Chapter 28 still features a frank discussion around kink and consent, as a large part of Vlad’s character arc is learning that his wants and desires matter, but more importantly, so do his boundaries. But I also purposefully wrote it so that you can skip away after that conversation and not miss anything in the lead-up to the fade to black/implied sex scene. As the series progresses, the scenes may differ more as I play around having fun with it. But the fact remains that the characterization and plot will always stay true.

It’s merely about what kind of reading experience you want.

Do I expect other authors to do this? Absolutely not. This is a labor of love. The “fluff” version being popular is merely a bonus that enables me to keep writing. So thank you. I’m off to keep working on the next story.

Keep reading

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thebibliosphere:

thebibliosphere:

spacecluster:

thebibliosphere:

I feel like I say this ad nauseam, but every time I worry I’m too annoying about promoting my work, someone always comments something along the lines of “I’ve been following you for over a decade, what do you mean you wrote an international bestselling book?”

And I’m like, welp, time to reblog some stuff, I guess ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

You what

I… okay, hold on. I’ve got a copy-paste response for this…

Two book cover images side by side. The one on the left is red, with the words "Hunger Pangs: True Love Bites, from International Bestselling Author, Joy Demorra, Flirting with Fangs Edition." It depicts two male characters, one wearing a light shirt, a visible arm brace, and hearing aids. The other is wearing a dark suit and has visible fangs. They are walking side by side, their arms around each other. Both are turning to regard the female character on the right, wearing a purple flowing dress and looking over her shoulder at them in an implied bisexual parody of the "distracted boyfriend" meme. The cover on the right depicts the same image, but the background color is blue, and the text reads, "Hunger Pangs: True Love Bites, from International Bestselling Author, Joy Demorra, Fluff, and Fangs Edition." ALT

(ID in alt)

Hi, I’m Joy Demorra, international bestselling author and general disaster.

This is my book. Hunger Pangs: True Love Bites is the first book in the Hunger Pangs series, a queer, polyamorous, paranormal, gaslamp slow-burn romance featuring vampires, werewolves, and various other creatures that go bump in the night.

It started out life as a Tumblr shit post and became an international bestseller within several hours of pre-orders going up. No one was more surprised than me.

It features Nathan, a deaf, disabled werewolf newly returned from war, and Vlad, a neurodivergent mad scientist vampire trying to unionize the workforce of the island in between tripping over all his various ongoing projects. (free healthcare, free schooling, y’know, small hobbies)

The other main character is Ursula, an all-powerful [REDACTED] working to save the world from imminent ecological disaster. The main romance arc of book one focuses on Vlad x Nathan, with Ursula forming her own relationships with them alluded to in the next book.

No love triangles here. Just three highly competent bisexuals sharing the same brain cell the closer they are to each other.

The world is set in a pseudo-regency meets fake Victorian Gaslamp Fantasy world, complete with gothic castles, enchanted forests, and just a smidge of industrial coal dust.

One of my favorite reviews ever described it as “the queer, goth love child of Terry Pratchett meets Jane Austen,” so if that sounds interesting to you, you can check out my links below.

Why are there two versions, and what’s the difference between them? Glad you asked! You can also find content tags on my website at www.joydemorra.com if you want to find out more.

I’d put them on the book itself, but Amazon would pitch a fit.

So, yeah. I wrote a book. I’m writing several more. I’m just recovering from almost dying in the same year I published the book. Because that was also a thing. Anyway. ✨Book✨

#OP should write a book — good news!

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Too long*

*I have never set foot on American soil and even that’s too long.

Are people confusing us for each other again?

Oh! Yeah. I write books.

Aug. 6th, 2025 10:06 am
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thebibliosphere:

thegingernut:

thebibliosphere:

thegingernut:

thebibliosphere:

I’m fucking shaking with laughter.

Allie put the weight of her head on my ankle and the joint slid out with a loud ‘pop’ (I’m fine, it happens) and she startled upright like she thought she’d killed me.

And Holly Mop, still resting with her head on my collarbone, just gave the deepest, most exasperated sigh.

Like “yeah, no, you can’t put weight on her joints. I know it’s okay with some humans but not this human. This human is built differently. Like, incorrectly, I think.”

what’s this from?

?? I’m not sure what you mean.

If you mean why does my ankle do that? I’ve got Ehlers Danlos Syndrome and sometimes my joints dislocate/subluxate with very little force. Hell, sometimes no force at all, they just do that.

If you mean the wording at the end, it was a paraphrase of a tumblr post.

Oh, I thought the whole post from paragraph 2 onwards was from a novel. An interesting sounding novel. which I wanted to check out.

Good news! It’s just my real life, and following me means you get to hear about it all the time.

Ms Demorra, this would be an excellent opportunity to mention you are also a best-selling author.

Oh! Yeah. I write books.

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catscraftsandcommentary:

I’m rereading @thebibliosphere ’s Hunger Pangs, which is about (among other things) the developing relationship between a severely wounded war veteran and werewolf (Nathan Northland) and a socially liberal Reformist vampire (Vlad Blutstein).

One day, Vlad drags Nathan to a doctor - the first doctor to show him any sympathy, let alone COMPETENCE - and the doctor says, essentially, “I can’t promise to fix everything, but I think I can help.”

And gods, I understand SO MUCH of Nathan’s fury at hearing “you were right, your previous doctor(s) DID fuck you over and provide inadequate care, and that DID mean you suffered far more and far longer than you ever should have.”

Chronic illness patients UNITE for this one soggy wolfboy and his manic nerd boyfriend

Oh! I don’t know how I missed this when you tagged me, but thank you! I am so glad this resonated :D

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thegingernut:

thebibliosphere:

thegingernut:

thebibliosphere:

I’m fucking shaking with laughter.

Allie put the weight of her head on my ankle and the joint slid out with a loud ‘pop’ (I’m fine, it happens) and she startled upright like she thought she’d killed me.

And Holly Mop, still resting with her head on my collarbone, just gave the deepest, most exasperated sigh.

Like “yeah, no, you can’t put weight on her joints. I know it’s okay with some humans but not this human. This human is built differently. Like, incorrectly, I think.”

what’s this from?

?? I’m not sure what you mean.

If you mean why does my ankle do that? I’ve got Ehlers Danlos Syndrome and sometimes my joints dislocate/subluxate with very little force. Hell, sometimes no force at all, they just do that.

If you mean the wording at the end, it was a paraphrase of a tumblr post.

Oh, I thought the whole post from paragraph 2 onwards was from a novel. An interesting sounding novel. which I wanted to check out.

Good news! It’s just my real life, and following me means you get to hear about it all the time.

T. Kingfisher, Historicals, & More

Aug. 6th, 2025 03:30 pm
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Posted by Amanda

What Moves the Dead

What Moves the Dead by T. Kingfisher is $2.99! This was mentioned in a previous Hide Your Wallet. Kingfisher is a bit of an auto-buy around you. Did any of you pick this one up?

From the award-winning author of The Twisted Ones comes a gripping and atmospheric retelling of Edgar Allan Poe’s classic “The Fall of the House of Usher.”

When Alex Easton, a retired soldier, receives word that their childhood friend Madeline Usher is dying, they race to the ancestral home of the Ushers in the remote countryside of Ruritania.

What they find there is a nightmare of fungal growths and possessed wildlife, surrounding a dark, pulsing lake. Madeline sleepwalks and speaks in strange voices at night, and her brother Roderick is consumed with a mysterious malady of the nerves.

Aided by a redoubtable British mycologist and a baffled American doctor, Alex must unravel the secret of the House of Usher before it consumes them all.

Add to Goodreads To-Read List →

You can find ordering info for this book here.

 

 

 

The Perils of Pleasure

The Perils of Pleasure by Julie Anne Long is $1.99! This is book one in the much loved Pennyroyal Green series. I remember starting this one on audio and liking it, though never finished. Previously, we ran a guest review on this one about how a good book can be ruined by one defining moment. I’m unsure if the text has been updated.

A rescued rogue . . .

Scandal has rocked the city of London. Colin Eversea, a handsome, reckless unapologetic rogue is sentenced to hang for murder and, inconveniently for him, the only witness to the crime disappears. Then again, throughout history, the Everseas have always managed to cheat fate in style: Colin is snatched from the gallows by a beautiful, clever mercenary.

A captivating captor. . .

Cool-headed, daring Madeleine Greenway is immune to Colin’s vaunted charm. Her mission is not to rescue Colin but to kidnap him, and to be paid handsomely for it. But when it becomes clear that whoever wants Colin alive wants Madeline dead, the two become uneasy allies in a deadly race for truth. Together, they’ll face great danger—and a passion neither can resist.

Add to Goodreads To-Read List →

You can find ordering info for this book here.

 

 

 

The Perfect Rake

The Perfect Rake by Anne Gracie is $1.99! This is book one in the Merridew series; I keep reading it as “mildew.” This historical romance has a fake engagement.

She ran from a brute…

Fleeing violent tyranny, Prudence Merridew escapes with her beautiful younger sisters to London. One of them must marry—and fast. To act as her sisters’ chaperone, Prudence invents a secret engagement to a reclusive duke…But when the duke arrives unexpectedly in London, she needs his help to avert disaster.

…into the arms of a rake

Aristocratic Gideon, handsome, rakish and with a strong frivolous streak, casually hijacks Prudence’s game, awarding himself a stolen kiss or three along the way. Used to managing sisters and elderly men, Prudence is completely out of her depth with a charming, devious and utterly irresistible rake. And her plot goes terribly—if deliciously—awry…

Add to Goodreads To-Read List →

You can find ordering info for this book here.

 

 

 

Must Love Books

Must Love Books by Shauna Robinson is $1.99! This is more women’s fiction/chick lit with romantic elements rather than a contemporary romance. Please check triggers as the heroine is going through a rough depression and that plays a large role in the book.

Meet Nora Hughes―the overworked, underpaid, last bookish assistant standing. At least for now. When Nora landed an editorial assistant position at Parsons Press, it was her first step towards The Dream Job. Because, honestly, is there anything dreamier than making books for a living? But after five years of lunch orders, finicky authors, and per my last emails, Nora has come to one grand conclusion: Dream Jobs do not exist.

With her life spiraling and the Parsons staff sinking, Nora gets hit with even worse news. Parsons is cutting her already unlivable salary. Unable to afford her rent and without even the novels she once loved as a comfort, Nora decides to moonlight for a rival publisher to make ends meet…and maybe poach some Parsons authors along the way.

But when Andrew Santos, a bestselling Parsons author no one can afford to lose is thrown into the mix, Nora has to decide where her loyalties lie. Her new Dream Job, ever-optimistic Andrew, or…herself and her future.

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You can find ordering info for this book here.

 

 

 

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Aug. 6th, 2025 04:08 pm
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I went swimming this morning, the first time for years.

It was at another Everyone Active gym the next town over, and it was so good to get in the water again. James used one of the two free monthly day passes I get as part of my membership so it cost us nothing, and we were swimming by 8:30am. Which was nice timing as it wasn't busy then.

We swam about an hour, then checked out the spa part, where I got roasted in the sauna for a while, before we headed off.

The pool had impressive disability access, including an excellent, and huge dedicated changing room, complete with a hoist and table to change adults if needed, a sink that could be moved up and down, as well as a sturdy bench, shower and toilet. Plus, a wheelchair that could be pushed and left at poolside. Where there was a lift thing to help people into the water. So, James used that, because the way he's been going lately he probably would have fallen down the steps.

As usual when doing something new, I was a little nervous before going, but no one gave me a second look, and it was a nice and positive experience.

I was at my own gym yesterday and my aim to be invisible remains a no-go. As shown by the fact one of the chatty gym bros decided to show me a photo of what he'd thought was a stomach hernia he had, but was actually a cyst. Not what I expected to see going in.

My Fitbit has given up the ghost, which is sad. I mean, have you even moved unless your steps are tracked? But seriously, I am missing it already and am charging up an old one, which will have to do for now. That's if it works, which I really hope it does.

Two of my favourite shows are back, Masterchef Australia and Celeb SAS, Who Dares Wins. I enjoy both of them so much, but am surprised at how many have dropped out of SAS after just two episodes. I'm rooting for Bimini Bon Boulash who was my favourite back in season 2 UK Drag Race.

Thankfully, the storm didn't hit us too hard here. I lost two containers from the flower shelf, both blown down and broken. While the poor raspberry canes were almost horizontal. But, they're already starting to spring back.

Tomorrow I pick up a mystery fruit and veg box from Re-F-USe. I got one a fortnight ago and they're such good value, ÂŁ15 for a crate of fresh products that would otherwise be thrown away. I managed to use mostly everything from the last one, even the pak choi. Just the lemons are left, mainly because I got an excess of the things. So, I'm looking forward to seeing what I get tomorrow. Hopefully, not more lemons.

[#269] Nails (Final Fantasy XII)

Aug. 6th, 2025 11:02 am
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Theme Prompt: 269 - Self Indulgence
Title: Nails
Fandom: Final Fantasy XII
Rating/Warnings: G/None.
Bonus: No
Word Count: 147
Summary: Penelo helps Fran with a relaxing little ritual.

Nails )

?? I’m not sure what you mean.

Aug. 6th, 2025 08:09 am
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thegingernut:

thebibliosphere:

I’m fucking shaking with laughter.

Allie put the weight of her head on my ankle and the joint slid out with a loud ‘pop’ (I’m fine, it happens) and she startled upright like she thought she’d killed me.

And Holly Mop, still resting with her head on my collarbone, just gave the deepest, most exasperated sigh.

Like “yeah, no, you can’t put weight on her joints. I know it’s okay with some humans but not this human. This human is built differently. Like, incorrectly, I think.”

what’s this from?

?? I’m not sure what you mean.

If you mean why does my ankle do that? I’ve got Ehlers Danlos Syndrome and sometimes my joints dislocate/subluxate with very little force. Hell, sometimes no force at all, they just do that.

If you mean the wording at the end, it was a paraphrase of a tumblr post.

Some reading!

Aug. 6th, 2025 07:13 am
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This replacing of the floors is turning out to be a long project, since most of the grunt work has to be done by us, two olds. It's basically packing to move sans truck. I'm doing more culling, noting my own inconsistencies in regard to what I keep and what I toss. What seemed a ream of letters from one person went out, except for a slim batch of early ones when X visited a country they felt strongly about. But the rest had begun so well, with many book and writing discussions, then became a long downhill slide over the years until I reached the point when I dreaded seeing their handwriting on an envelope. Out those go--those letters served their purpose at the time, but are not worth keeping to revisit.

And yet, I cannot toss old letters from relatives, which are largely reports on their daily doings. Some of those letters are more than fifty years old, so they've become curiosities, little reminders of what life was like in the late sixties/early seventies. But mostly I won't toss those letters because to do so is to silence those voices forever. Sorry, kids, you'll have to toss them when you toss whatever I leave behind.

Not much time for reading as I tear this place apart, and also cull more books. So far I've completely emptied three tall bookcases, and there's a lot more to go!

I've begun reading Emily Eden, whose writing shows influence from Jane Austen. Also, there's the monthly Zoom discussion of Anthony Powell's twelve volume roman fleuve A Dance to the Music of Time; I missed the August live discussion due to conflicting appointments, but they record it, and I'm listening in pieces. So far the talk re this book, The Valley of Bones seems to be circling around how much it's a roman a clef.

Wednesday Reading Meme

Aug. 6th, 2025 10:01 am
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What I’ve Just Finished Reading

As per [personal profile] lucymonster’s recommendation, I read Susan J. Eischeid’s Mistress of Life and Death: The Dark Journey of Maria Mandl, Head Overseer of the Women’s Camp in Auschwitz-Birkenau, a compulsively readable though very grim book about how a nice German girl rose to head overseer at Auschwitz. Alongside her usual concentration camp duties, Mandl started an orchestra among the prisoners, partly as a bid for status (one in the ear of the male guards, if you will), but also out of a genuine love of music.

There’s a general western cultural belief that art appreciation of all kinds should be morally uplifting, so one might be tempted to infer from this that Mandl was a rare spark of humanity among the camp apparatus. This is absolutely not so. Mandl was famously vicious, and her other interests included kicking prisoners to death and riding through camp like a Valkyrie just to show off her power.

I picked up Simon Barnes’ How to Be a Bad Birdwatcher on a whim from a display in the library, and found it an absolute delight! Barnes offers a few tips for the novice birdwatcher (acquire binoculars), but mostly the book is about the joy that watching birds in even the most incidental way can bring to your life: the thrill of Canada geese returning in spring, that wonderful moment when a hawk swoops down and you thrill to its power and majesty.

What I’m Reading Now

I’ve begun Rudyard Kipling’s Puck of Pook’s Hill, which I’m not loving as much as I’d hoped, but it’s still early days so perhaps it will grow on me.

What I Plan to Read Next

I picked up Kimberly Newton Fusco’s The Secret of Honeycake on a whim because I liked the cover. We shall see what we shall see!
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What I Just Finished Reading: Since last Wednesday I have read/finished reading: Secret in the Storm & Clue in the Cottage & Message in the Manuscript & Trouble in the Theater & Evidence in the Espresso & Christmas in the Country & V in the Valentine (The Inn at Holiday Bay) by Kathi Daley.


What I am Currently Reading: Lord of the Silent (An Amelia Peabody Mystery) by Elizabeth Peters.


What I Plan to Read Next: I’ll probably finish the Holiday Bay series (there are only two more currently available) and then start the next Duncan Kincaid book.




Book 82 of 2025: Evidence in the Espresso (The Inn at Holiday Bay) (Kathi Daley)

I enjoyed this book. Mostly. spoilers )

I did enjoy parts of this book a lot, but I'm going to give it three hearts.

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Book 83 of 2025: Christmas in the Country (The Inn at Holiday Bay) (Kathi Daley)

This was a good book! And I didn't get as annoyed with some of the author's choices as I have in the last couple of books. spoilers )

I enjoyed this book and am giving it four hearts.

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Book 84 of 2025: V in the Valentine (The Inn at Holiday Bay) (Kathi Daley)

Good book. spoilers )

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DNF'd: Paws, Claws, and Curses (A Purr-fect Relic Cozy Mystery) by DeAnna Drake

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Aug. 6th, 2025 08:24 am
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Just finished: Nothing, this book is 768 pages long.

Currently reading:  Inventing the Renaissance: The Myth of a Golden Age by Ada Palmer. It's so good. The middle of the book tells the story of 15 Renaissance figures, both famous and obscure, on various sides of factional political fights, theology, and modernity. After a sympathetic look at Lucrezia Borgia (who did nothing wrong), I just finished the chapter on Michelangelo, which despite being one of the longer chapters (I am weirdly relieved whenever we hit someone I like who didn't die horribly and prematurely) and focusing on the political infighting of the time, didn't even cover his imprisonment. To be fair, he did a lot of stuff, and it covers his love life admirably, which is juicier. She uses it in part to talk about the degree to which art was wielded as a weapon of political influence, often at the expense of the artists and craftspeople themselves, and also the complex history of queerness in the era.

There's a particularly good exchange between Galeazzo Sanseverino (the lover of Duke Ludovico Sforza, who lived openly with him along with his wife Beatrice) and Francesco Gonzaga, husband of Isabella d'Este. Sanseverino had challenged Gongzaga to a duel, to which Gonzaga replied, "Prù—this is a fart sound I make with my mouth with the addition of a fuck-you gesture and a fig sign," and that when he had gay sex, "I do it at the door of others while you do it at your own." (I.e., he was a top.) 

Anyway this book is great. I'm only highlighting this because it was the last thing I read before I passed out last night. It's all like this, though.
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This was almost a no-shopping day. At least, no shopping while I was downtown, but I got in a walk around the park while I was there. I ran an errand for Pip again to pick up parts for the garage (I went directly from downtown, but it was still about an hour drive round-trip). I got to mom’s just a little bit later than usual.

I hit Price Chopper for mom, and while I was there stopped in to the hair salon to get more shampoo. I did a load of laundry, hand-washed dishes, cut up chicken for the dogs’ meals, and scooped kitty litter. I grilled baby back ribs for Pip’s supper.

I keep forgetting to mention that the deer have already started to eat the pumpkins! Deer, they're not ripe yet! Pip had to put cages around a few larger ones to save them for us, lol!

I read more in Amelia Peabody.

Temps started out at 57.2(F) and reached 83.8.


Mom Update:

Mom was not feeling great today. more back here )

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