I keep meaning to read Gothic/19th c. mystery novelists Wilkie Collins and Sheridan Le Fanu but I look at the size of their novels and think “not today.”
It’s not that I can’t handle long novels but more like I am in a losing battle against compulsion to borrow every book I’ve been meaning to read if I see it available on a library shelf.
I suppose if I did this with periodicals I’d be called a magpie.
Jonathan Norrell and Mr Strange is one of the rare books which I finished reading and immediately started reading it all over again. It was just that good, I had to go through it again and see how everything had unfolded the way it did.
Nearly finished with Paul Kriwaczek’s “Babylon: Mesopotamia and the Birth of Civilization,” which I have found to be completely fascinating. May need to follow up with more like it soon, but next in line will be the second book in Greg Egan’s Orthogonal sci-fi series, The Eternal Flame. I’ve always loved Egan’s narrative voice, and his anthropomorphic treatment of an alien narrative riding on a harder speculative science backbone has been fun.
It’s really good. I want to find someone to discuss it with, because there is a ridiculously good parallel between how HPMOR’s Voldemort came to power and Trump’s candidacy, and I can’t talk about it without spoiling the big reveal at the end of the book. And it can’t be intentional, because it was finished in early 2015.
No. Thomas Love Peacock’s Nightmare Abbey is more like those “I wrote this as a gag. My friends are in this, hee hee!” stories. It’s a send-up of the Romantic movement in literature and transcendental philosophical systems, and misanthropy. English Lit readers who like the Smiths but sometimes think Morrissey is a parody of himself at times and who on occasion gives up on people in general would like Nightmare Abbey a lot.
I’ll read them eventually but I’ve determined that Stephen Baxter is the kiss of death to dynamic tension as a co-author. I read the first two in this series and they had interesting ideas and an utterly limp plot. I thought this was weird as I’d read both Pratchett and Baxter on their own and that wasn’t an issue. Then I read the Medusa Chronicle by Alastair Reynolds and Baxter aaaaaand… same problem. It is like Baxter sucks all of the plot tension out of books in order to work with another author.
I keep meaning to read The Long Mars but haven’t felt like bothering.