Books for November

Dec. 1st, 2025 11:03 am
kiwiria: (Default)
[personal profile] kiwiria
Going Overboard - Portia MacIntosh, 4.5/5, Audiobook ~7hrs
Rounded up on goodreads because THERE WAS NO THIRD ACT BREAKUP!!!

*ahrem*

Really, really sweet novel. Portia MacIntosh is a bit hit-and-miss, depending on whether or not she remembers that communication is key, and how much second-hand embarassment she subjects the reader to, but as neither issue was a problem here, it ended up being the best book I have read by her so far.

Lots of things to love about the book - from one of my favourite settings (a cruise ship!!! That in itself would have been enough to make me pick it up) through the fake dating trope (one of my favourites when done right) to the ride-or-die friendships (people who actually care about each other!).

I do think that Nikki's hostility lacked an explanation - especially as Jessa herself questioned it, but I loved Brody, and it was so refreshing to see a relationship - even a fake one - where people actually TALKED about things!

Predictable as - but really sweet all the same :-)


The Survivor Wants to Die at the End - Adam Silvera, 3/5, Audiobook ~18hrs
First and foremost - heed the trigger warnings! Neither suicide nor self-harm is a trigger to me, but if it is to you - stay away from this book! It's not just a brief sentence here or there, but a HUGE part of the plot!

Unfortunately the weakest of the lot. I liked "They Both Die at the End" and loved "The First to Die at the End", so had high hopes for this one - but it just couldn't deliver.
It's a hard book to review without small spoilers, so fair warning. I'll try to be as vague as possible.
Getting my complaints out of the way first ...

First of all - the book was too long. Not so much that I got bored listening to it, but there was a lot of repetition that could easily have been cut down.

Secondly, the vilification of Paz didn't make sense. The kid was 9 at the time of the shooting - how could people take it as anything other than the desperate acts of a desperate child? The fact that it was still ruining his life 10 years later seemed contrived to me.

Thirdly, there was a tad too much insta-love. I know this was the case in the other two books as well, but there it made SENSE, as they were working on a deadline. That wasn't the case here. Also, the relationship was unhealthy as. The very definition of a codependent relationship.

Finally, the end - a completely cop-out! Extremely annoying foreshadowing that made me subtract a star all by itself.

Right! That aside ...

I really liked the friendship between Paz and Alano. I liked that they spent time getting to know each other, and that they actually managed to communicate and understand each others' blind spots.
Paz' disorder seemed well described as well. Both the way his thoughts would spiral, and how he tried to stop himself, once he became aware of what was happening.

So all in all a book that could have been awesome, but which fell flat because of the end. A shame.


Alchemised - SenLinYu, 4/5, 1030 pages
This is a retelling of a Harry Potter fanfic - turning it into original fiction. I have read the fanfic as well, and while I do think the fanfic is better, SenLinYu did an amazing job of turning it into a piece of original fiction.

Getting the main issue out of the way first - the fanfic is better, because the backstory is more complete. It could hardly be any different, when one is based on a long series with character development and worldbuilding and the other has to stand on its own. In "Alchemised" we have to take the authors word for the friendship between Helena and Luc, and the animosity between Helena and Ferron ... in "Manacled", those things are implicitly understood, because we know Hermino, Harry and Draco. Having read "Manacled" I could extrapolate the relationships - I'm not sure how it would work, coming into it blind.

That said, I still found "Alchemised" incredibly well written, and was impressed by how SenLinYu twisted the magic around to turn it into original fiction. It's very dark fantasy, and any reader would do well to take the trigger warnings seriously.

I couldn't put it down, and read it at any chance I got, finishing 1030 pages in less than two weeks.


Lykkeriddere - Claus Holm & Simone Lindquist, 4.5/5, 398 pages
I've always been a fan of Claus Holm's books, and this is not only one of the best I've read by him, it could easily become one of the best books I read this year!

It's a wonderful mix of "Treasure Island" meets "Our Flag Means Death", and I could easily have read it in one sitting, if work and sleep hadn't gotten in the way.


Eight Cousins - L.M. Alcott*, 4/5, Audiobook ~8hrs
Rose In Bloom - L.M. Alcott*, 3.5/5, Audiobook ~10hrs
The Rose series still makes for an adorable story. It doesn't suffer from the same moral anecdotes as "Jack and Jill" and deserves to be quite as well known as "Little Women" because IMHO it's just as charming. It clearly describes the love and friendship between Rose, her seven cousins and her many aunts and uncles. One of those wonderfully old-fashioned "feel good" novels.


Books Read: 84
Pages Read: 15,233
Hours Listened To: 371
Book of the Month: Lykkeriddere - can't wait for the sequel!
Biggest Disappointment: The Survivor Wants to Die at the End - mostly because of the ending.

Thirty Days, 30K: Day Twenty-Eight

Nov. 29th, 2025 02:10 am
lizvogel: What is this work of which you speak? (Cat on briefcase.) (Work)
[personal profile] lizvogel
Wrote half of quota the day before Thanksgiving; good stuff, I'm happy with it, but it was one of those sessions where I hit an obvious stopping point and pushing past it would have resulted in words-for-words's-sake that I probably would've had to cut later. And then Turkey-day was good but tiring (an expected no-writing day). All of which ate into my lead and left me a lot closer to the target line than I expected to be at this point.

Today... started out crap, writing-wise: too many other things in my head, and my mood tanked. But the housemate brought home cheap Chinese for dinner, and we watched a couple eps of Murder In Suburbia, which despite the lack of gunfights and explosions had just the snark and cynicism I needed. And then I sat down to write.

Slowly.

Really slowly.

Okay, a little less slowly.

And then....

30,082 words!

Yes, I have met the thirty30K challenge, and kicked its ass!

The book is still not done (argh), but it is getting close. Three and a half post-it notes left to cover. Will I make it before the end of November? I doubt it. But I will get it done soon, dammit. And I did my 30K.

Woohoo!!!

New Worlds: Pornography

Nov. 28th, 2025 09:06 am
swan_tower: (Default)
[personal profile] swan_tower
It may seem odd that I'm following up a discussion of segregation on the basis of sex with one on pornography, but bear with me: they're not as unrelated as they seem.

Pornography is notoriously difficult to define. There's even a Wikipedia page for the phrase famously used by U.S. Supreme Court Justice Potter Steward to describe hard-core material: "I know it when I see it." Subjective? Definitely. But then, what counts as obscene or purient material has always been subjective. In one society, the sight of a lady's ankles might be titillating; meanwhile, over in Moche Peru, potters were busy making ceramics depicting anal sex, fellatio, and other explicit acts.

What is licentious is closely linked with what is hidden from common view. I recall reading a mystery novel written by an author living in Saudi Arabia, where the male protagonist mentally chides himself for gazing too long at a woman's hands, the only part of her not covered by her burqa. He also overhears conservative imams on the radio railing against women "seducing" men with the mere sound of their voices. When almost everything is hidden away, the few scraps remaining become massively charged with sexual potential.

This means that, believe or not, what's considered pornographic or titillating is a place for worldbuilding! Holly Black made great use of this in her Curse Workers trilogy, a contemporary fantasy where magic requires contact between the bare skin of someone's hand and another person. Because this ability is widespread, gloves are a standard part of the dress code for everybody, a way of signaling that you're safe to be around . . . and at one point in the series, the teenaged protagonist, snooping on his older brother's computer, finds a stash of soft-core porn featuring women tugging their gloves off all sexy-like for the camera. We think nothing of seeing somebody's bare hands, but when they're normally concealed? You bet that would become an erotic sight.

By contrast, that which is routine will carry much less force. We tend to hide female breasts from view enough that even breastfeeding in public can be controversial, but in tropical regions where women traditionally wear nothing on top, it's not a non-stop pornographic show: that's simply normalized. Greece and Rome in antiquity were full of representational dicks -- worn as jewelry, carved on buildings, molded into lamps, used as wind chimes -- but those were to turn away evil, not to get people aroused.

In addition to shaping what is pornographic, your worldbuilding specifics will affect what kind of pornography is available to people. The Moche may have left behind a lot of sexually explicit ceramics, but those would have been elite objects; the average peasant toiling away in his field wouldn't be able to acquire elaborately molded works made by skilled artisans, regardless of their subject matter. For most of history, pornography has largely been the domain of the wealthy.

Some things are ubiquitous. We've had the ability to scratch simple depictions of genitalia into wood, stone, or clay for tens of thousands of years, and boy howdy have people done that! But how often was it done for the purpose of titillation? That, we don't know. It's easier to be certain when we find sexualized graffiti in appropriate contexts, like the walls of brothels in Pompeii. We also have examples of extremely phallic objects going back to the Upper Paleolithic, though the earliest we can be sure of any of these being put to sexual use is ancient Egypt (where we have artwork depicting it in action). Was that use purely recreational, or somehow ritual in nature? Again, we often don't know.

What really makes pornography take off, though, is printing technology. Prior to that, your smut had to be artisanally hand-crafted -- expensive in both labor and resources. The common person could really only afford dirty talk and maybe some crude pictures scratched into a wall. Once you have woodblocks, though, and later on, movable type, it becomes possible to mass-produce both images and text for all kinds of purposes. Of course, early printing was often highly regulated, with governmental censors eager to quash anything that might corrupt public morals. We don't have a great surge of obscene material from the late medieval and early modern periods. As printing became cheaper and more widespread, though, so was born an underground industry in pornography. Later on, audiovisual media did the same thing for sexual performances, allowing them to be enjoyed in privacy rather than only at live shows.

It isn't all about getting people off, though. Some sexual works are created with an eye toward education, e.g. for married couples who needed to learn how to do the deed, and maybe even how to enjoy themselves better along the way. The Kama Sutra is an extremely famous example of this, though it's much broader in focus than its pop-culture image presents; it's more like a forerunner of the entire relationship-advice genre. Meanwhile, Edo-period shunga (erotic pictures) in Japan kept getting regulated not because the shogunate disapproved of salacious art in general, but because the artists kept slipping political commentary into their works!

Regulations have run the gamut. In puritanical eras, the government usually tries to eliminate pornography entirely -- with limited success at best. Such things will still circulate via private networks, especially among the elite, who have the wealth and influence to buy both the material and escape from the consequences of having it. In other times and places, normative heterosexual pornography is fine, but anything considered "deviant," like homosexual acts, faces censorship. Or pornography is permitted, but it has to be packaged in a fashion that marks it out for what it is, e.g. with a plain paper cover in a certain color. Or it's high art if it takes certain forms, like sculpture, but low art and banned if it's available to the masses.

But again, bear in mind: what's considered licentious will be entirely defined by social norms. Thomas Edison made a film in which a man and a woman kissed; some people considered that obscene when it came out in 1896. In 1999, it was judged culturally significant enough to be preserved in the National Film Registry. And whether licentiousness is a priori bad will also be culturally relative: some Hindu temples not only depict sexual acts, but are intended to arouse the viewer, because sexual desire is entirely compatible with religious experience. So from the perspective of a fictional world, it's entirely up to the writer where they set their parameters . . . but how that's received by their real-world audience will be another matter entirely!

Patreon banner saying "This post is brought to you by my imaginative backers at Patreon. To join their ranks, click here!"

(originally posted at Swan Tower: https://is.gd/dP9kgS)

Thanksgiving

Nov. 27th, 2025 12:36 pm
sartorias: (Default)
[personal profile] sartorias
Wishing those who celebrate a warm day with plenty of good things to eat in company you cherish.
Tags:

Thirty Days, 30K: Day Twenty-five

Nov. 25th, 2025 11:07 pm
lizvogel: Run and find out, with cute kitten. (Run and Find Out)
[personal profile] lizvogel
I ended up taking three days off to fix the front privacy fence. (Two broken posts to dig out, including what looked like two separate pours of concrete, then new posts to set, holes to fill, and pickets to reattach/replace, plus miscellaneous other repairs.) That was a lot longer than anticipated; I'd originally written off Saturday, but was hoping to have a little bit of Sunday left, never mind Monday. Very glad to have the job done; the posts broke in a bad windstorm a year or two ago, and I don't think the fence would've survived another winter propped up with sticks.

But three days, it turns out, is a day too long to take off without losing momentum, and I had a lot of rereading to do to get back into the book today. Got there, though; plugged out over a thousand words this afternoon. And then I sat down and did another thousand this evening!

I wish I could attribute it to virtue, but frankly it's the impending doom of the calendar. I'll hit 30K no problem, unless something very weird happens. But my other goal this month was to finish the book, and that one's in peril. I didn't have those three days to spare for that; I'm looking at the five now remaining, one of which I'll probably lose to Thanksgiving, and the five post-it notes of events that still need to happen, and I just don't see it getting done. Even if I outline spoiler ) I honestly can't tell if that's appealing because it would be more dramatic/better pacing, or if it's just that it would get the thing done sooner. Contemplating it did shift me from oh-god-is-this-scene-still-not-done to being excited about the end of the book, so I'll probably give it a go; we'll see what the words do when I get there.

Whatever happens, I did 2129 words today, and that ain't bad at all.

28,076 new words and counting.

Thirty Days, 30K: Day Twenty-one

Nov. 21st, 2025 06:58 pm
lizvogel: What is this work of which you speak? (Cat on briefcase.) (Work)
[personal profile] lizvogel
956 words today. I was working on dragging out the last 50 or so when a rep from our sucky ex-phone company came to the door to try to get us to come back; now the only words in my head are increasingly eloquent explanations of how if you treat somebody like an inconvenience you want to go away for 15 years, you're not going to convince them you value them as a customer after they leave. Any further writing I force out would be words for words' sake, and probably need to be deleted tomorrow. Better to just stop now.

I'm still way ahead of quota. Also, wondering if I really do need one of the last few things I have planned (adding a few more characters), or if I could cut it and be done that much sooner. Certainly don't need it for the word count; do I need it for the plot? I honestly can't tell.

25,947 words and counting.

New Worlds: Sex Segregation

Nov. 21st, 2025 06:04 pm
swan_tower: (Default)
[personal profile] swan_tower
Segueing on from eunuchs and the notion of them guarding harems, let's talk about contexts in which people tend to get separated on the basis of sex. Or gender -- but in the types of contexts were this segregation happens, the concern is often very specifically about bodies, and what they're carrying downstairs. When biological sex and social gender do not align, the dynamics get more complicated, as we're seeing in the present day.

Some kinds of sex segregation are situational, being focused on a specific event. Rites of passage in certain types of society are often focused on initiating boys into the company of men and girls into the company of women; it therefore makes sense that the other group shouldn't be present. Childbirth is another event that may be restricted only to women, with men having their own traditions to perform elsewhere. Even a girls' slumber party may be off-limits to boys, any such intruders being driven away with shrieks of outrage and maybe some thrown pillows. But once that event is over, the space opens up again; the living room where the slumber party was held is not forbidden to men forevermore.

Where the separation is more about the space than a specific event, it's most likely to happen in contexts that are both bodily and communal. Locker rooms and bathing facilities, for example, involve individuals stripping down in the company of other people, so we tend to have separate ones for men and women. The communal part is particularly important here: nobody thinks twice about the fact that toilets at home or on airplanes are all-gender by default, because they're also single-occupancy. It's only when the space is shared that hackles rise over a lack of segregation -- though proponents point out that all-gender communal restrooms tend to be built in a way that offers more privacy to everybody, and that's a good thing.

For many of us, it probably makes sense that anything which involves baring intimate parts of the body should be veiled from the opposite sex, outside special circumstances. But the "bodily" part of the above equation also extends in directions that may be less obvious to my average reader . . . like eating. We think nothing of men and women eating together, even in public! But in other places and times, women have taken their meals separately from men, even within the walls of their own homes -- and a restaurant is right out. Regency England considered it barely acceptable for a woman of quality to dine in a private room at a commercial establishment, especially if she was traveling, but out in public? That was scandalous. (The French, ever risqué, thought it was just fine.)

The other broad category in which segregation may rear its head is religious contexts. Mosques very commonly have separate sections for men and women, for the very practical reason than Muslim prayer involves kneeling and bowing one's head to the ground, which leads to a lot of time with the rear end of the person ahead of you being right in front of your face. In mixed contexts, it's easy to see how this can get socially awkward and may distract people from the religious matters that should be their focus. Orthodox and some Conservative Jewish synagogues likewise maintain separate sections for men and women, again for reasons of modesty and improved attention to God.

Depending on the place in question, this division can be accomplished in a number of ways. The different sections can be marked by anything from segregated doors to a rope to a low wall to a curtain, depending on the degree of privacy required. This may run laterally through the space, so that the women are (usually) behind the men, or it may run axially, placing them side-by-side -- the latter carrying a great symbolic connotation of equality, as it allows both sexes to be equally close to the front. Or the separation may be greater, with women in a balcony (echoed by the Women's Gallery that used to allow English ladies to observe the doings of a wholly masculine Parliament), in a different room, or even in another building entirely, one constructed for their sole use.

Of course, when we think of sex segregation, we think above all of purdah -- using that as a generalized term for the seclusion of women from public view, via clothing, architecture, and behavior, in all contexts rather than only specific ones. On the sartorial end, veils can hide a woman's hair, face, or even eyes from view, while long skirts, long sleeves, and perhaps gloves conceal everything else, depending on the degree of concealment required. On the architectural end, pierced wooden screens serve a dual purpose: environmentally, they permit some air circulation while blocking most light, and socially, they prevent outsiders from easily seeing into the house, where the women are.

In English we tend to equate the word "harem" with a man's collection of wives and concubines, but properly speaking, it's the private part of the house, which by the principle of metonymy came to also indicate the women there. Male outsiders and servants may not enter; even male relatives may be restricted, with only the closest or those under the age of puberty allowed across the threshold. Meanwhile, the women themselves often face restrictions on their ability to leave -- which, in extreme cases (like the wives and concubines of a ruler), might extend as far as prohibiting that entirely.

To be clear, although we associate this with the Muslim world, and perhaps with India, that's not its only context. Noble and royal women in East Asian countries, for example, might only converse with men from behind a screen, because it was improper for them to be viewed directly. Early modern Spanish writings are full of the idea that women should stay within their houses and not go out, only grudgingly allowing for things like church attendance -- indeed, Europe more broadly agreed that women should not be out in public any more than strictly necessary. Where there is patriarchy, there will be a desire to control the visibility, movements, and activities of women.

At least for elite women. Because let's be clear: this kind of segregation is ultimately a luxury, and therefore not equally affordable by all classes. Somebody has to go out for food, water, and other necessities, and that work can't all be done by men, because they're busy with their own jobs. The private seclusion of upper-class women relies on the public activities of slaves or paid servants, many of whom will be female. Meanwhile, households living closer to the poverty line can't afford that kind of help; their women might have to work at agricultural or commercial tasks just to make ends meet. They may still be barred from certain contexts, forbidden to attend the theatre or take a meal in a tavern, and they may be required to observe strict forms of modesty while they're out and about, but they can't be hidden away entirely.

Ultimately, then, while limited and context-dependent forms of sex segregation can be very commonplace, the blanket sort indicated by the term purdah is an expression not only of gender ideology but of economics. It can only occur where there is the wealth to support it, along with the will to enforce it.

Patreon banner saying "This post is brought to you by my imaginative backers at Patreon. To join their ranks, click here!"

(originally posted at Swan Tower: https://is.gd/ZQlmSn)

Happy Birthday, Megan!

Nov. 21st, 2025 04:49 pm
[syndicated profile] sounis_feed

Posted by ninedaysaqueen


Wish our favorite author a happy birthday, and congratulate her on nearly thirty years of thief-ing (not a word, but it should be!).

Birthday card image says you will have your heart's desire little thief
Birthday card image says you will have your heart's desire little thief

But only if your heart's desire is cake! Also, here's an extra special treat I've been meaning to share. My new QT shrine! Nope, it's not creepy at all, not in the slightest. 

floating shelf will many copies of the QT novels
floating shelf will many copies of the QT novels

I have three more of these floating book shelves. Comment if you want to see the rest. Happy Thanksgiving week, Sounis!

Thirty Days, 30K: Day Twenty

Nov. 20th, 2025 05:15 pm
lizvogel: What is this work of which you speak? (Cat on briefcase.) (Work)
[personal profile] lizvogel
Started the day with writing today and just kept doing it. 2296 words!

The Big Thing was a lot easier & more fun today, and is most of the way done now. Some reactions/follow-up to do, and then I can get on to the Next Thing.

There aren't many more Next Things left. End of the book is in sight, though I can't get complacent about it.

The month is two-thirds done, and I'm more than four-fifths (81%!) toward my word-count goal. It's going to be interesting to see if I hit it before I hit the end of the book. (Still aiming to do both this month.)

24,382 new words and counting.

ETA: Make that 2905 words today. 83%. 24,991 and counting.

Thirty Days, 30K: Day Nineteen

Nov. 19th, 2025 09:07 pm
lizvogel: What is this work of which you speak? (Cat on briefcase.) (Work)
[personal profile] lizvogel
Had a kick-ass writing session yesterday (2045 words!), and still finished in time to ice the cookies I'm taking to family turkey-day. That was after a morning where I absolutely could not get started; it helped a lot when I finally realized I'd forgotten my morning Red Bull. *facepalm* That, and throwing myself at the page. (But maybe mostly the Red Bull.)

That was the lead-in to the Big Thing I've been looking forward to writing. So today was the Big Thing, and... four hours to barely drag out 1092 words? C'mon, brain! This is supposed to be the fun part!

Probably didn't help that I'd prewritten a bit that turned out not to fit spoiler ), so I had to rework that and try to save as much of my clever wording as possible. And then figure out how to get everybody where I needed them when they wouldn't naturally be there. And it didn't help that I had a bunch of tasks to do this morning that put me in a non-writing headspace. And that LittleGirl really wanted to sit on my lap and purr. (That "help", I'll take.)

Still, it's another thousand words. That ain't crap. Maybe tomorrow I can manage to have fun with the rest of the fun part?

22,086 new words and counting.

Wednesday . . .

Nov. 19th, 2025 09:41 am
sartorias: (Default)
[personal profile] sartorias
Finished unboxing the upstairs library. So, lots of books, though none read. But earmarked a bunch for revisit, such as The Gammage Cup, which had been shoved back and forgotten for years. Now neatly stacked, and ready to dip into again.

Also, after four days of lovely, lovely rain off and on, back to toiling my steps. To get myself moving again, I had to bring out the big guns: listening to Rob Inglis' enchanting reading of Lord of the Rings. Reflecting that, while in Middle Earth, their era has forever passed, I can be introduced to young Frodo and company all over again, and re-attend the birthday party, enjoying the humor anew.
Also reflecting on how much influence anime has had in so many fantasies written by younger authors.
Tags:

Profile

rj_anderson: (Default)
rj_anderson

August 2018

S M T W T F S
   1234
5678910 11
12131415161718
19202122232425
262728293031 

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Dec. 1st, 2025 01:11 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios