Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Books what I done readed recently

Sometimes it comes to pass that you accidentally read some books without having the chance to write about them in real time, so they pile up, and it seems like you'll NEVER get to them. Hence, this.
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Saturday, April 11, 2015

E.R. Eddison, The Worm Ouroboros (1922)

This had been on the to-read list for a long time, so when I accidentally opened it while I was going through my ereader trying to decide what was next, I just shrugged and started reading.
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Sunday, April 05, 2015

Terry Pratchett, Small Gods (1992) and Soul Music (1994)

Right, I decided it would be a good idea to revisit some Discworld books I remember liking back in the day. As I believe I mentioned, Soul Music was the first one I ever read, and although I don't quite remember, it's extremely probable that Small Gods was the second.
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Saturday, March 28, 2015

Joaquim Maria Machado de Assis, The Posthumous Memoirs of Brás Cubas

According to people, Assis is known as Brazil's greatest writer. I don't think I'd ever read a Brazillian writer before, so it made good sense to check him out. When you think about it, you realize that pre-twentieth-century Hispanic writers (does Brazillian count as “Hispanic?” I guess not, but I don't have a good word for “Hispanic, plus Brazil”) are basically unknown in the Anglophone world. Twentieth century, sure, Garcia Marquez, Vargas Llosa, Cortazar, Borges, &c, but before that? Be honest: you couldn't have named any. Now you can name one. It's interesting that the field is so obscure.
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Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Sergio De La Pava, Personae: A Novel (2011)

I don’t know why I feel the need to add that “A Novel” to the title.  Sure, it says that on the cover, but it’s also A Naked Singularity: A Novel, and I didn’t feel so moved there.  I guess it’s just because a one-word title looks kind of lonely.  Same with Cosmos, below.
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Monday, March 23, 2015

Wiltold Gombrowicz, Cosmos: A Novel (1965)

Here’s a Polish author I done stumbled across.  The novel looked interesting and it was short so I read it.  BAM.
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Friday, March 20, 2015

Anthony Trollope, The Small House at Allington (1864)

Okay, let’s go.  So there’s the Squire of Allington, who lives in the big house, whereas his brother’s widow and daughters, Lily and Bell, are suffered to live in the small one.  Lily has a romance with one Adolphus Crosbie, and they get engaged.  However, Adolphus, is not as constant as he might be, and ends up breaking off the relationship so he can make what he sees as a more advantageous marriage.  Meanwhile, we have John Eames, a somewhat awkward young man (and if you didn’t know the word “hobbledehoy,” or you weren’t quite sure what it meant, this’ll set you right straight), who is desperately in love with her in spite of not really knowing how to go about courting.
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