Thursday, September 19, 2013

big damn recap

I'm not going to individually post for everything I've read since February.  At this point, I'm pretty sure this page only exists as a personal log of what I've read (it's existed longer than Goodreads, and nobody tracks me here).  A gift of a nook for Christmas let me go through lots of books I downloaded from the library, and our new building has a little library in the basement.  Between those, and a couple real books, I've read:

All of Michael Connelly's novels published up to today.  Echo Park was my favorite.  Good characterization and dialogue.  The novels which do not fit into one of his series tend to be a bit weaker than the rest, but Harry Bosch is still the king of the Connelly version of LA.  Mickey Haller makes a good read, though his slippery ethics make me a little uncomfortable sometimes, but even he can't hold a candle to his half-brother the cop.  They have a combined story coming out this fall, The Gods of Guilt, and I look forward to it, but more for the detective than the somewhat shady defense attorney.  Haller's a fun character, but there's a pattern to all of his stories, while Bosch continues to get into new situations, with unique twists and clever plots.

The first two books in Sue Grafton's Alphabet series.  A little dated, but fun.  Made me wish more of her books were on the shelf downstairs.

I've caught up with Alan Bradley's Flavia De Luce series (the most recent to date being Speaking From Among The Bones).  Still entertaining, and he finally got to the twist I predicted in the first book, but I will have to wait until the next book (The Dead in Their Vaulted Arches), due out next year, for any resolution.

Craig Johnson continues to amaze me with Walt Longmire.  I've read up to the short story Divorce Horse, wedged into the series between Hell Is Empty and As The Crow Flies, and, as always, Johnson inspires and intimidates me.  As I read his books, I want to be able to write that well, and am constantly dogged by the feeling that I can't.  However, Divorce Horse was a little disappointing.  I'm glad I didn't spend any money on it.  Too much guessing is left in the resolution (even calling it a "resolution" feels like a sham), and it feels too much like what it is: table scraps thrown out to keep ravening fans busy until the book release.  I'm still two books (and a few short stories) behind in the series, but Steamboat Springs is due out next month.  If I play my cards right, I think I'll be ready for it when it gets here.

Lamb, by Christopher Moore, is just as clever, funny, ribald, and entertaining as everything else I've read by him.  I liked the new take on Jesus's youth (not being a religious person, I could tell there were several references I didn't get, but I was still pleased with the story and the references I did get), but I think the part that was most personally significant for me was the Author's Bio at the end, which assured me that Moore was a "late-blooming child prodigy" who published his first novel in his mid-thirties.  That's about where I am, so I feel a little better about my late start in writing.  Hopefully, I can get my book out to agents soon, and maybe I'll be a late-blooming child prodigy, too.

I think that's everything that matters.  I've also been re-reading The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy series on my nook, because sometimes I feel like reading, but I don't have a fresh book handy, and I've read that entire series so many times that I can dip in and out of it with aplomb, and not even care if I finish a chapter (though I usually do).

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