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If it's Wednesday, there must be reading
Dec. 7th, 2022 11:59 amMy schedule has changed and my days off are now Tuesdays and Wednesdays, so I'm going to try and do these Wednesday reading posts.
Just finished: My re-read of Patrick O'Brian's Aubrey & Maturin books through Blue at the Mizzen--I've never read the last, unfinished one. I always enjoy them, but ( cut for less than delighted thoughts )
Also just finished K.J. Charles's Masters in this Hall, a Christmas m/m romance novella just released a few days ago. It's fine, it's typical of Charles's recent work: well-researched, competently written, all a bit thin (especially on characterization) and formulaic, but enjoyable. I found the side characters more engaging that the main ones, which is often my experience, across media and genres.
Currently reading: Being in the mood for queer or queer-coded sea stories, I'm making about my fourth attempt at Moby Dick. Last time I got a bit past the point where the narrative focus shifts from Ishmael and Queequeg to Ahab; I'm not there yet so I'm still in the part that I like. I enjoy Ishmael's wry humor and queerness much more than Ahab's extremely serious intention to attack and dethroneGod the whale, so we'll see if I manage to get past my disappointment this time.
I'm also reading Screams from the Dark, a horror short fiction collection about monsters, edited by Ellen Datlow. It, too, is fine. Some good (Fran Wilde's "The Midway," Priya Sharma's "The Ghost of a Flea, Chikodili Emelumadu's "The Special One," Gemma Files' "Wet Red Grin"), most okay, only one terrible ("Flaming Teeth," by Garry Kilworth, which imo is so clumsy it shouldn't even have been publishable, much less featured in a Datlow anthology). I only skimmed Joyce Carol Oates's story, because Joyce Carol Oates, but it struck me as exploitive. Anyway, I'm only about halfway through and a lot of the bigger name writers are in the second half, so there may be better things to come.
Reading next: Maybe the latest Best Horror of the Year, maybe Waubgeshig Rice's The Moon of the Crusted Snow, which is an apocalyptic novel set in an Ojibwe community in Canada. I grew up in an Ojibwe community in Minnesota (I'm not Indigenous, but my stepfather was) and I'm deeply curious to see what Rice, an own-voices writer, has to say.
As always, I'm taking recs for genre stories about queer men, preferably written by queer men. (Genre fiction, especially sff, by and about queer women seems to be enjoying a boom. It depresses me that the queer male equivalent seems to be stuck in a pattern where queer male writers look down on genre, and male genre writers won't write queer men, although a number of them seem happy to write f/f.)
Just finished: My re-read of Patrick O'Brian's Aubrey & Maturin books through Blue at the Mizzen--I've never read the last, unfinished one. I always enjoy them, but ( cut for less than delighted thoughts )
Also just finished K.J. Charles's Masters in this Hall, a Christmas m/m romance novella just released a few days ago. It's fine, it's typical of Charles's recent work: well-researched, competently written, all a bit thin (especially on characterization) and formulaic, but enjoyable. I found the side characters more engaging that the main ones, which is often my experience, across media and genres.
Currently reading: Being in the mood for queer or queer-coded sea stories, I'm making about my fourth attempt at Moby Dick. Last time I got a bit past the point where the narrative focus shifts from Ishmael and Queequeg to Ahab; I'm not there yet so I'm still in the part that I like. I enjoy Ishmael's wry humor and queerness much more than Ahab's extremely serious intention to attack and dethrone
I'm also reading Screams from the Dark, a horror short fiction collection about monsters, edited by Ellen Datlow. It, too, is fine. Some good (Fran Wilde's "The Midway," Priya Sharma's "The Ghost of a Flea, Chikodili Emelumadu's "The Special One," Gemma Files' "Wet Red Grin"), most okay, only one terrible ("Flaming Teeth," by Garry Kilworth, which imo is so clumsy it shouldn't even have been publishable, much less featured in a Datlow anthology). I only skimmed Joyce Carol Oates's story, because Joyce Carol Oates, but it struck me as exploitive. Anyway, I'm only about halfway through and a lot of the bigger name writers are in the second half, so there may be better things to come.
Reading next: Maybe the latest Best Horror of the Year, maybe Waubgeshig Rice's The Moon of the Crusted Snow, which is an apocalyptic novel set in an Ojibwe community in Canada. I grew up in an Ojibwe community in Minnesota (I'm not Indigenous, but my stepfather was) and I'm deeply curious to see what Rice, an own-voices writer, has to say.
As always, I'm taking recs for genre stories about queer men, preferably written by queer men. (Genre fiction, especially sff, by and about queer women seems to be enjoying a boom. It depresses me that the queer male equivalent seems to be stuck in a pattern where queer male writers look down on genre, and male genre writers won't write queer men, although a number of them seem happy to write f/f.)
