I liked River of No Return, although it was more romance than I expected. But A Natural History of Dragons was really fun, and I can't wait to see the next ones. I just really like the premise a lot.
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
I've been wanting to read A Natural History of Dragons for approximately ever.
I am so delighted by my new Galaxy tablet. I was worried about the ereader not being eInk and hard on the eyes, but I've got the screen set to power-saving, so it's not that bright. I found a copy of Night in the Lonesome October, by Roger Zelazny, but I'm waiting till October to have a good wallow in that. Bliss.
I started Eleanor and Park last night, and it's a lot heavier than I expected, at least from Eleanor's POV. Great, though, but I'll probably finish Vera Dietz first.
Agreed about E&P. Still enjoying it.
Amy, I just finished it. The ending is no less heavy than the rest. Whoa. I can't wait to share this book.
The book was challenged at a district in Minnesota and some group of parents are trying to get the librarians who recommended the book disciplined. [link] I think it's an amazing book. So fuck the haters, is what I say.
Vera Dietz is threatening to break me, so maybe I'll take a break and ... switch to something else that will break me!
David Gilmour on Building Strong Stomachs:
I’m not interested in teaching books by women. Virginia Woolf is the only writer that interests me as a woman writer, so I do teach one of her short stories. But once again, when I was given this job I said I would only teach the people that I truly, truly love. Unfortunately, none of those happen to be Chinese, or women. Except for Virginia Woolf.
The Life of Virginia Woolf, Beloved Chinese Novelist, As Told By David Gilmour:
Virginia Woolf was a Chinese novelist but she was not a wolf; nor was she from Virginia. This is a common mistake. She was eaten by wolves in 1942, shortly after finishing The Joy Luck Club, which she also wrote. Those wolves were not from Virginia either.
The second piece is intentionally funny. The first piece reads like something out of The Onion or something:
I say I don’t love women writers enough to teach them, if you want women writers go down the hall. What I teach is guys. Serious heterosexual guys. F. Scott Fitzgerald, Chekhov, Tolstoy. Real guy-guys. Henry Miller. Philip Roth.
Well, he sounds charming.
He is the biggest jackass. I don't think he likes any writer who isn't a White man, and he particularly likes heterosexual White men. He specifies this.
At least he is honest in his narrow guidelines for good art.
I like how he brags about reading Proust and Dostoyevsky 2-4 times. WHUT? I can't think of a singe book I love (his criterion for teaching) that I haven't read at least 10 times.
I think he's the kind of prof whose reading list would make me want to stab him in the face.