Jul
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The book I couldn’t read…

Musings by John

If I was sitting at a desk, this would be an accurate representation of how I felt, trying to read this book.

Last week, I promised I would write about a rare occasion for me: not being able to finish/read beyond the first chapter of a book.  Well, if you are expecting a book review, I am sorry.  There isn’t going to be one today.  I will have one for you next Thursday.  Since I feel like this post is a bit of a cop-out, I might write up something else this weekend.  Who knows?  I am a wild card.  Hah!

As I said, the time rarely comes where I can’t bother to read past the first few (in the case of this book, the first twenty—and the chapter still wasn’t done!) pages.  It happened with the last book I tried to read, though.  That book was Darkmans, by British author Nicola Barker.

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Jul
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A Shadow (i.e. ME) Lurks

Uncategorized by Shaka

Not exactly what I had in mind, but awesome all the same.

Hey Gang,

I know I’ve been away for a moment, to which I can blame the 3 W’s (work, weddings, and writing), but I promise I will be back. Soon. And with more material than you can shake a stick at. I just need some time to get my act together, as this has been one of the most trying (yet somehow rewarding) summers of my life. Thank goodness for great friends and family.

Speaking of thanks, I would like to give a HUGE thank you to our newest paper astronauts Christine and John for holding down the fort during my sabbatical and Allison giving her all at her new job (I’m super proud of her by the way). You guys have been nothing but troopers.

Stick around, because the best is yet to come.

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Jul
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Everything Asian, a review

As a fan of Asian cultures, I enjoy reading books that are set in Asian countries/have an Asian point of view.  Some of my favorite books are those by Haruki Murakami (who is actually my favorite author, I think).  So when I saw Everything Asian by Sung J. Woo, I knew I had to pick it up and read it.

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Jul
0

My Love/Hate relationship with the SyFy Channel

Musings,Television by Christine

So, currently I live with no cable television.  I work as a pastry chef, which means late nights, and that I am not at home  to see almost anything but soap operas and infomercials in real time.  Ahhh, well, this is where Tivo or DVR rear their tempting heads.  Alas, I live in Manhattan/New York City, and did I mention I work in the food service industry?  With my limited income, I have compromised by paying for internet, through which I have the lovely, free service known as Hulu.

Anyways, I have seen ads all over the city which reminded me that the new off-season television season is upon us, and cable networks have all started broadcasting their original programming.  As I have limited time to watch television shows, I am currently watching only a few shows, including Wherehouse 13.

I am willing to give most shows on the SyFy channel a shot.  Sometimes this works out beautifully, as it did with Battlestar Galactica or Farscape.  Other times, I don’t make it through a single episode, as most memorably, part of an episode of The Black Scorpion, which I watched with my dad.  (No wonder that one didn’t last.) Continue Reading…

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Jul
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Choke, a review

There were no women eaten in this story

I recently finished reading Choke, by Chuck Palahniuk.  While it wasn’t my favorite of his works—that distinction goes to Lullaby—I really did enjoy it.  Even though it was nothing like the past few books that I have read, it seemed to follow in the steps of those, being a story about character growth.

Choke, like just about all of Palahniuk’s other books that I’ve read, unsettled me a bit.  I think Palahniuk has a way of relating details that is all too real, and a bit creepy to me.  Like the way the main character, Victor Mancini, describes his malnourished mother.  The description of her yellowed, sagging skin was a major creep factor.  Palahniuk has a great and terrible way of describing even the mundane.

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Jul
1

The Dilemma of a Reader

Musings by Allison

I’ve been vehemently against eReaders since Amazon.com introduced the Kindle those years ago. I thought the e-ink technology was amazing–I’m on the computer most of the day, and despite what anyone thinks, reading on a backlite screen for as long as I read books would kill my eyes. It wasn’t that that bugged me about the Kindle–it was the fact that it took away the physical book. I don’t know about you guys, but I get very attached to books I love–so much so that I have to have them near me at all times, or I feel odd. For instance, when I was reading Kraken instead of putting it in my door with my purse, I had to keep it out on my desk, so I could see it at all times. :) That’s just how I am. It’s like everything I love about the book I pour into its physical presence, and I’m afraid if I leave it, it will disappear. Obviously, this attachment doesn’t always happen, but it’s one of the things I love about reading and books in general.
I always figured eReaders were for the people that were more casual readers–the people who picked up a book once in awhile to read and didn’t experience the attachment I felt to the majority of the books I read. Anyway, that was until I started hearing about the Kobo (I still have a part-time job at Borders.. for now). Continue Reading…

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Jul
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The Dresden Files….Please leave Harry alone…

Book Reviews,Books,Musings by Christine

Wizard for Hire...and maiming?

I enjoy reading the Dresden Files.  It is a hard-boiled  detective series, with a touch of the supernatural to liven things up.  I think the writing is witty, the relationships and the characters well developed and the typical creatures (vampires, werewolves, etc) unexpected in their development.  The endings to each book seem well thought out and  there is always something to build on for the next book. 

All that being said, I have a problem with The Dresden Files.   Continue Reading…

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Jul
0

The Book of Lost Things, a review

I hope you all had a good weekend.  It’s been a long, miserable week.  I say “miserable” because of the heat.  Our summers, this far north, aren’t usually so hot.  It has been 90 degrees or better ALL week, though.  Blah!

Anyway…I am here to review, not complain about the heat.  I am going to review The Book of Lost Things by John Connolly.  It is a young adult novel (which I seem to be reading a lot of, lately) set in World War II era England. Continue Reading…

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Jul
4

In London, a Kraken is Stolen..

Book Reviews by Allison

Cultists. Gods. A giant squid. London. War. The end of the world. These are the things that make up China Mieville’s most recent work, Kraken.

It all starts when the giant squid at the Museum of Natural History in London disappears without a trace in the middle of the day. The tank he had been kept in intact, no indication as to how or why. The museum curator, Billy, who had preserved the squid, finds him gone and is thrown into an alternate London of cult gods, magic, and war.

There’s the Tattoo, who is forever confined to Paul’s back as a moving, speaking tattoo. There’s Goss and Subby who are the most dangerous assassins that appear periodically throughout London’s history–their names fearfully whispered in the dark alleys. There’s Collingswood and Baron, two cops dedicated to the cultist dealings in London. There’s Fitch and Saira, two Londonmancers who are connected to the city by their magic. There’s Dane, an exiled warrior for the Church of the Kraken who becomes Billy’s unlikely partner. There’s Wati, the leader of a union made up of magical familiars. There’s Grisamentum, enigmatic and dangerous. There’s Simon, a dedicated Trekie who has killed himself multiple times through his knack, and is now haunted by ex-hims. There’s Marge who’s just looking for her lover. And, of course, there’s the Kraken, the God who is stolen.

Billy is thrown into this world in London full of strange characters who possess a unique knack–abilities that use magic to perform special acts. No one knows why, but everyone can feel the world spinning out of control. The End is coming, and it’s up to Billy, Dane, Wati, and the others who understand what’s coming to stop it. But as the story unfolds, and the day gets closer, truths are uncovered that overlap, shift, and change like the tide. Until the last moment, no one is sure what’s going to bring about the fire that devours existence and memory.

Once again, China Mieville proves his inventiveness in creating worlds entirely unlike anything seen before. The characters in Kraken are quirky, funny, and real, despite their strange abilities. It has the elements of all great Mieville works–the city as a character, magic that is steeped in unorthodox ideas, the darkness of an urban landscape, and an ingenious plot that builds a world from the ground up, always surprising with each new turn of the page.

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Jul
1

Christine’s Top 7 Favorite books from Childhood

Book Reviews,Books,Top 7s by Christine

 

Crivens!

Hello Everybody! So I know it is not Tuesday, but it has been a crazy week. I really liked this topic and so (a little late) and by way of introduction, I am about to reveal a slice of my past to you all. Here is my first post: 7 books I loved when I was younger, and which, (to be perfectly honest) retain a space of honor on my bookshelf to this day.

When I tried to think of my favorite 7 seven books, my first impulse was to return to my bookshelf, see what I had kept and make the list.  Since that bookcase is stored in Phoenix right now, all I could think of was the great children’s books I have read more recently. So, like getting a bad tune out of my head, here is a quick shout out before I start my list for real.   Harry Potter goes without saying, at least for me. Then there is Garth Nix’s Abhorsen books, Niel Gaiman’s Graveyard Book and Terry Pratchett’s Tiffany Aching books (I dare you not to say “Crivens” after reading these books). These are just a few, but I couldn’t resist throwing them out there. Now to begin in earnest… Continue Reading…

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