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So, obviously, I haven’t written in… awhile. It seemed like a break was necessary.
Anyway, after finishing my Goodreads 2016 Reading Challenge WAY early, I decided to re-read Caitlin R. Kiernan’s entire body of work. If you haven’t read Kiernan, it’s like saying you’ve never read Faulkner. She’s important.
I don’t re-read many writers, it usually feels pointless. They give you a story, the secrets are revealed and that’s that. Generally, it doesn’t seem worth the time to go through the book again. It’s not like you can multi-task while reading, it’s a real time-sink. Of course, rules have exceptions, and Caitlin R. Kiernan is on my very short list of exceptions. Unlike so many writers of our day, Kiernan doesn’t spoon-feed readers her stories’ revelations. She is very against “the reveal,” she leaves readers with questions, she leaves us to decide on so many whys and wherefores. It’s cause for criticism on occasion, which to me, only proves that readers are getting lazy. If you can’t google it, something’s obviously wrong. Our world isn’t supposed to have mystery, unanswered questions make us uncomfortable. The thing is, when you’re writing about human frailty, insanity, loss, magic, beings who were around to see the sun blink on, sometimes there just aren’t answers. Some things are simply unknowable.
Caitlin R. Kiernan writes beautifully conceived, gorgeously dark and compelleing stories that are fun to read and read and read again because with each reading the fog clears a little more, but never completely. There’s always something left to think on, always another reason to take another look.
Right now, I’m reading The Drowning Girl, which is a pretty good place to start if you’re new to Kiernan’s work. It’s a one of her stand-alone novels, it has absolutely no ties to her other books. It’s one of the most unique works of fiction I’ve ever read.
Well, that’s enough for now.1 comment
So, I get political when I feel like it, but I don’t think overly so. I’ve made it crystal clear that I don’t support Bernie Sanders, but I don’t feel like I post anything really divisive. Yet…
I noticed this tweet today:
“@wholeexpanse bye Michael it was nice knowing you. peace out #feelthebern”
I got unfollowed by someone who had followed me for awhile, who seemed to care about me when I’m up or down, all because I posted against The Bern. Whatever happened to agree to disagree? When did politics become, “We’re all liberal Democrats, but if you don’t like my candidate, fuck off?” Our Founding Fathers would be ashamed, I feel. They fought each other hard, they were trying to create something completely new, a Great Nation ruled by its people, their debates were often heated. Still, at the end of the day, they didn’t despise each other. They remained civil, men working toward a common goal.
Today, apparently all bets are off. Rather than admit his obvious defeat, rather than deciding to work toward uniting the Democratic party, Sanders seems bent on derision and division. He could still see his ideas come to fruition, if he would just admit that the people have spoken, just not for him, and collaborate with Secretary Clinton… with the Party. Instead, he continues the farce he calls a campaign, pitting his supporters against the rest of the Party, wasting MILLIONS of dollars that would be better spent helping us to take back Congress. Bernie Sanders is no Jefferson Smith fighting for a noble lost cause, he’s fighting a pointless lost cause in order to satisfy his own delusions of grandeur. He’s creating a rift between people who ought to be speaking out as one voice against the very real threat that is Donald Trump.No comments
So, I was totally overly giddy to find Darkest Dungeon on the Mac App Store. It’s a very unique Lovecraftian role-playing game set in and around a once grand manor-house fallen into ruin after a mix of hedonism and occult magick unlocked doors that were not meant to be unlocked. It’s unsettling to play, in a really fun way, using hand-drawn gothic imagery to bring its twisted tale to life.
I’m playing way too much already.No comments
So, I’ve never been a Prince “fan,” but that doesn’t mean I could’t appreciate his genius… and he was a genius. I honestly can’t believe I’m referring to Prince in the past tense, it doesn’t seem quite real yet. Sadly though, it is real, and he’s gone, and the world’s a little less bright.1 comment
So, Hillary Clinton crushed Bernie “The Bern” Sanders in tonight’s New York Democratic primary! I couldn’t be more pleased, it was a strong, decisive victory. Sanders has these GIANT rallies, bigger than Clinton’s often enough, particularly in New York, yet the kids aren’t showing up at the polls. His POLITICAL REVOLUTION is fiction.
Congratulations to Secretary Clinton, keep fighting for us!No comments
So, I haven’t written anything of value in a really, really long time. It bothers me, but at the same time, I know it’s not permanent. I just… know.
At least, I’ve been reading a lot. A book every two-ish days a lot. Right now, I’m reading the October Daye series by Seanan McGuire, and so far it’s really fun. I mean, anything about a halfling P.I. working for Faerie and human clients in the San Francisco Bay Area can’t not be good.
That’s that, for now.No comments
Every Heart a Doorway tells the tale of Eleanor West’s School for Wayward Children, sort of a boarding school, sort of sanitarium for kids who have quite literally fallen through the looking glass and come home. These kids are broken, not because the mirrors they fell into, the doors they stumbled through lead them into Hellish nightmares, but rather, because the worlds they left either by accident or by force felt like where they truly belonged. They’re broken because home no longer feels like home. They wind up at Eleanor’s because their families want them fixed, or barring that, simply out of the way. Little do they know that Eleanor West has secrets, and that her school very well may just keep its charges… permanently.
Every Heart a Doorway is a gorgeous novella that examines what Alice, what the Jacks and Jills would do and feel after they returned from their adventures and came back to the mundane world. It reads like Grimm’s and Agatha Christie, with a dash of Mary Shelly, all while remaining distinctly a work of McGuire’s own. She has a vast knowledge of many genres and a iron-clad command of her craft that allows her to bend genre to her will.
Every Heart a Doorway is delightfully dark and wonderfully written. You won’t be disappointed.1 comment