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Finished:
Okay, I'm formally halting my push through The second mountain, and taking a leaf out of my own advice. "If you've renewed it twice and still haven't made it [an arbitrary distance in, but I know it when I feel it, each book], then are you really enjoying it? You don't have to keep reading, you know…" I might dip in and out, but not trying to achieve anything anymore.
Instead, I'm reading backwards through the 13 Stories, 13 Doctors, and it's like a breath of fresh air of being Able To Finish A Thing. So you're getting each story individually, if briefly.
The thirteenth doctor: Time lapse by Naomi Alderman. Ahahahaha, okay, I retract some of my bitterness. The dislike of the POV stands, but the reveal where a negging pickup artist makes the world forget 2004 because he's so emotionally immature he can't cope with a rejection was excellent, and worth reading, even if the women in question doesn't entirely cut him out like she should.
The twelfth doctor: Lights out by Holly Black. Solidly written. Neat concept, and the emotional arc was a good one. I was abruptly So Tired of heterosexism, though, and of what felt like the unnecessary human-related puberty elements. There's a whole new bunch of species you’ve got going there! Do get even more creative, please.
The eleventh doctor: Nothing o'clock by Neil Gaiman. I dislike the abrasive relationship between the doctor and Amy, but I frequently disliked that it in the show. That said, the central idea! Holy SHIT. HOLY SHIT. Thank you, Mr Gaiman, I think, for the most effective jump scare/eye-widening moment of horror I've read in living memory. BRAVO, sir.
Currently reading:
The tenth doctor: the mystery of the haunted cottage charmingly meta so far, and has made me chuckle several times.
The big book of post-collapse fun by Rachel Sharp. I keep putting off reading this, even though it's comparatively very short, in case it's really not as good as I was hoping. Also I kinda worry it'll unsettle me if I read it too late at night, which, as two concepts together are sort of contradictory. Heh.
Up next:
As many of the Dr Who stories as hold my interest.
I'm also eyeing off Exhalation by Ted Chaing – more short stories.
Also, argh. I have been burned by the last…three? Lee Child/Jack Reacher books, but I picked up the (next one? Past tense, anyway) and the opening pages are so seductively good. This is Sherlock Holmes for people skills, and it's all my competency kinks rolled into one, and yet bitterly burned. *makes face*
Okay, I'm formally halting my push through The second mountain, and taking a leaf out of my own advice. "If you've renewed it twice and still haven't made it [an arbitrary distance in, but I know it when I feel it, each book], then are you really enjoying it? You don't have to keep reading, you know…" I might dip in and out, but not trying to achieve anything anymore.
Instead, I'm reading backwards through the 13 Stories, 13 Doctors, and it's like a breath of fresh air of being Able To Finish A Thing. So you're getting each story individually, if briefly.
The thirteenth doctor: Time lapse by Naomi Alderman. Ahahahaha, okay, I retract some of my bitterness. The dislike of the POV stands, but the reveal where a negging pickup artist makes the world forget 2004 because he's so emotionally immature he can't cope with a rejection was excellent, and worth reading, even if the women in question doesn't entirely cut him out like she should.
The twelfth doctor: Lights out by Holly Black. Solidly written. Neat concept, and the emotional arc was a good one. I was abruptly So Tired of heterosexism, though, and of what felt like the unnecessary human-related puberty elements. There's a whole new bunch of species you’ve got going there! Do get even more creative, please.
The eleventh doctor: Nothing o'clock by Neil Gaiman. I dislike the abrasive relationship between the doctor and Amy, but I frequently disliked that it in the show. That said, the central idea! Holy SHIT. HOLY SHIT. Thank you, Mr Gaiman, I think, for the most effective jump scare/eye-widening moment of horror I've read in living memory. BRAVO, sir.
Currently reading:
The tenth doctor: the mystery of the haunted cottage charmingly meta so far, and has made me chuckle several times.
The big book of post-collapse fun by Rachel Sharp. I keep putting off reading this, even though it's comparatively very short, in case it's really not as good as I was hoping. Also I kinda worry it'll unsettle me if I read it too late at night, which, as two concepts together are sort of contradictory. Heh.
Up next:
As many of the Dr Who stories as hold my interest.
I'm also eyeing off Exhalation by Ted Chaing – more short stories.
Also, argh. I have been burned by the last…three? Lee Child/Jack Reacher books, but I picked up the (next one? Past tense, anyway) and the opening pages are so seductively good. This is Sherlock Holmes for people skills, and it's all my competency kinks rolled into one, and yet bitterly burned. *makes face*
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