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Finished reading:
The tenth doctor: The mystery of the haunted cottage by Derek Landy. Apparently more than a few of these had been written alongside the filming of their respective doctors, and sometimes it shows – this dialogue doesn’t sound like Tennant, but having said that, Landy is SO GOOD at tight, witty jokes. This pokes fun at all the derring-do of Enid Blyton’s etc books and was genuinely funny in many places. I could have done with more interrogation of the fat phobia, and less of the ‘dismissing companion’s concerns’ at the end, but it was still good.
Then I got part way into Eccleston's story, and it wasn’t bad, but I was abruptly done with Doctor Who for a while. Returned to library.
The big book of post-collapse fun by Rachel Sharp. This was… very self-published, and it felt it in many frustrating ways. I liked the beginning, was cranky-reading the middle, and then softened into enjoying the last third. I liked Mabs, but having finished it I could see how it really needed a pacing and overview edit, as well as a fine-toothed comb edit. (“The truck lasted a hundred kms” she narrates at one point, and I thought “an hour? Two if you’re going really slowly because road debris?” and she then proceeds to describe a trip lasting several days. Which, um. GOOGLE IS A THING. MAPS IS *RIGHT THERE*) The last third was actually really good. To bring me back from cranky-hate-reading into settled re-enjoying the ride is no small feat. I desperately wanted to reach into the text and tighten several pieces, but the ending was actually good enough that I’m contemplating buying the second one to stay in that world a little longer. *respectful, impressed nod in Sharp’s direction*
Currently reading:
Because internet by Gretchen McCulloch. I found out about this via a tumblr post, appropriately enough, and am So Excited to buy this beyond the sample. A linguist studies the eddies and flows of an entirely new-to-history form of communication: informal written, aka Internet speak, which I love so much *points up to the capitalization for emphasis markers, and the actions in asterisks right here*.
Exhalation by Ted Chiang. Liked what I read from the sample, borrowed from the library.
Up next:
Maybe The twisted ones by T Kingfisher?
The tenth doctor: The mystery of the haunted cottage by Derek Landy. Apparently more than a few of these had been written alongside the filming of their respective doctors, and sometimes it shows – this dialogue doesn’t sound like Tennant, but having said that, Landy is SO GOOD at tight, witty jokes. This pokes fun at all the derring-do of Enid Blyton’s etc books and was genuinely funny in many places. I could have done with more interrogation of the fat phobia, and less of the ‘dismissing companion’s concerns’ at the end, but it was still good.
Then I got part way into Eccleston's story, and it wasn’t bad, but I was abruptly done with Doctor Who for a while. Returned to library.
The big book of post-collapse fun by Rachel Sharp. This was… very self-published, and it felt it in many frustrating ways. I liked the beginning, was cranky-reading the middle, and then softened into enjoying the last third. I liked Mabs, but having finished it I could see how it really needed a pacing and overview edit, as well as a fine-toothed comb edit. (“The truck lasted a hundred kms” she narrates at one point, and I thought “an hour? Two if you’re going really slowly because road debris?” and she then proceeds to describe a trip lasting several days. Which, um. GOOGLE IS A THING. MAPS IS *RIGHT THERE*) The last third was actually really good. To bring me back from cranky-hate-reading into settled re-enjoying the ride is no small feat. I desperately wanted to reach into the text and tighten several pieces, but the ending was actually good enough that I’m contemplating buying the second one to stay in that world a little longer. *respectful, impressed nod in Sharp’s direction*
Currently reading:
Because internet by Gretchen McCulloch. I found out about this via a tumblr post, appropriately enough, and am So Excited to buy this beyond the sample. A linguist studies the eddies and flows of an entirely new-to-history form of communication: informal written, aka Internet speak, which I love so much *points up to the capitalization for emphasis markers, and the actions in asterisks right here*.
Exhalation by Ted Chiang. Liked what I read from the sample, borrowed from the library.
Up next:
Maybe The twisted ones by T Kingfisher?