Saturday, December 31, 2011

Happy new year ...

... that's all I have, really. I hope 2012 is a good one :-)

This is what I spent today doing.



Far more orderly and the nightmare corner of junk and boxes I had is gone. Well, some of it's just shifted but I think I've done enough for a mallowpuff today. There's books, CDs, DVDs and some magazines on those shelves. Noice.


Wednesday, December 28, 2011


When I started my blog here, I did it because I had a plan to read a classic novel once a month for the following year.

I managed, I believe, seven out of the 12 books, which really wasn’t too bad. Of course,  the blogging itself led me to a much wider community that I certainly wasn’t expecting to find.

Which is wandering off-point a bit, but as sporadic as I’ve been with blogging, it’s comforting to know that you’re all “out there” somewhere. J

Anyway. In 2010 I had a go at reviving that personal challenge, with a bit of a diversity reading challenge. I read … one and ¾ books. I think.

However, I see that as no impediment to have another go. I’ve gone for – I hope – a fairly broad mix, even though I’ve interpreted ‘classic’ fairly loosely.

My list:

January:  Waiting by Ha Jin
February: Persuasion by Jane Austen
March: Anna Karenina by Leonard Tolstoy
April: A Suitable Boy by Vikram Seth
May: The Matriarch   by Witi Ihimaera
June: Orlando by Virginia Woolf
July: The Sparrow/Children of God by Maria Doria Russell (re-read)
August:  Evening is the Whole Day by Preeta Samarasan
September: Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishigiro
October: Travels With Myself and Another by Martha Gelhorn
November: The Woman in White by Wilke Collins
December:  The Namesake by Jhumpa Lahiri

Monday, December 26, 2011

Yo, 2011 Imma let you finish

 … actually, you know what? Just fuck off. You’ve been a shit year, thanks very much. Or, you know – thanks for nothing.


Good times were had by all.

The year tripped along. My mother – who had had heart valve replacement surgery last year – wasn’t doing well. She was in and out of hospital, and struggling. She finally went into a home after being admitted to hospital in June (on my 40th birthday actually) with a massive infection.

The last member of my Dad’s family – my aunty Alice – died not very much later than that (which I found out by virtue of reading the death notices on the page I was checking at work that night) and then my mother died in early July:

So … yeah. I mean, the rest of the year was … okay. But, honestly, I’m just so ready for 2011 to be over.

Even though the world is going to end in 2012. ;p

I’ve read 54 books this year (funnily enough I slowed down after I started watching Merlin/mainlining Merlin long!fic. I need to redress that balance). My goal for next year is to read 75. It’s realistic, I think.

I’m also contemplating re-running the Kiwi YA challenge that I failed so hard on. Oh, and someone on Twitter during one of the #spbkchats said someone should run a challenge for NZ Women writers. Apparently there’s an Aussie challenge. So …………….. watch this space ;)

Here’s the list of my books, if you like:

1 Ash by Malinda Lo
2 The Fall by Guillermo del Toro and Chuck Hogan
3 Dreamhunter by Elizabeth Knox
4 Will Grayson, Will Grayson by John Green and David Levithan
5 King of the Murgos by David Eddings
6 Quillblade: Voyages of the Flying Dragon Bk1 by Ben Chandler

7 My Life in France by Julia Child with Alex Prud’homme

8 Murder at the Laurels by Lesley Cookman

9 Dreamquake by Elizabeth Knox

10 The Changeover by Margaret Mahy

11 The Screwed-up Life of Charlie the Second by Drew Ferguson

12 We Need to Talk About Kevin by Lionel Shriver

13 The Raven’s Heart by Jesse Blackadder

14 Genesis by Bernard Beckett

15 True Grit by Charles Portis

16 August by Bernard Beckett

17 The Scarecrow by Ronald Hugh Morrieson

18 Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone by J K Rowling

19 Rosebush by Michele Jaffe

20 The 10pm Question by Kate De Goldi

21 Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets by J K Rowling

22 The Two Towers by J R R Tolkien

23 Full Dark No Stars by Stephen King

24 Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan

25 Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban by J K Rowling

26 The Sea-wreck Stranger by Anna Mackenzie

27 City of Fallen Angels by Cassandra Clare

28 The Silent Land by Graham Joyce

29 Tender Morsels by Margo Lanagan

30 A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness

31 The Larnachs by Owen Marshall

32 Stories I Only Tell My Friends by Rob Lowe

33 The Windup Bird Chronicle by Harukai Murakami

34 Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire by J K Rowling

35 The Shattering by Karen Healey

36 City of Pearl by Karen Traviss

37 Ebony Hill by Anna Mackenzie

38 Elfland by Freda Warrington

39 The Order of the Phoenix by J K Rowling

40 Finder’s Shore by Anna MacKenzie

41 A Game of Thrones by George R R Martin

42 The Devotion of Suspect X

43 The Return of the King by J R R Tolkien

44 The Emerald Atlas by John Stephens

45 Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy by John LeCarre

46 Anansi Boys by Neil Gaiman

47 Across the Nightingale Floor by Lian Heard

48 Autumn by David Moody

49 Before the Poison by Peter Robinson

50 The Facts of Life by Graham Joyce

51 Death of Kings by Bernard Cornwell

52 Kraken by China Mieville

53 The Accident by Linwood Barclay

54 Snuff by Mr Sir Terry Pratchett

Not many of those books have reviews because I kind of let that slide for a bit, but I want to get back into the swing of blogging, as much as I was ever in the swing of it so … we’ll see.

I also started having movie nights on Sunday – just me, a movie and some cross stitching (and, usually, a cat or three).

As far as my shocking memory can recall, this is the list of the movies (in no particular order):

A Single Man
The Runaways
Murder by Death
Designing Woman
The Picture of Dorian Grey
Sucker Punch
The Last Station
The Ghost Writer
Romeo + Juliet
The Tempest
The Oxford Murders
Key Largo
Jurassic Park

It’s a mixed bag, yes? The Romeo+Juliet is the Baz Luhrmann one and the Tempest is the one with Helen Mirren as Prospero. (LOVED.)

But it’s nice, you know? Park up on a Sunday night with a movie, some stitching … yeah.

Roll on 2012. I’m ready.

Monday, December 19, 2011

Kraken co-review

Jodie from and I had such fun last year reading The City & The City together by China Mieville, that we went back for a second go, with his novel Kraken.

Warning: the following review contains spoilers, fangirl squee and shameless requests for fic.

As Jodie put it: “yep we are engaged in slashing the work of a much worshipped experimental sci-fi writer. We rock :)”

Let’s do this.

Maree: I thought we could start by talking in general about how Kraken subverts the norm of giant-monster books. I'm thinking of things like Relic (though, disclaimer, I haven't read Relic) wherein there's an expert - usually a gorgeous woman - who teams up with, say, a handsome
FBI agent and they run around the city shooting things and shagging.

And this ... is not that.

First, Billy is such an everyman. I mean he has the job of looking after the giant squid, but he's fairly ordinary. Until ... he's not.  I found Billy's reaction to his not-ordinariness interesting. Like,
after a  very short while, he's okay with it and actually starts using it ... but I'm getting off-track.

So - Billy. What do we think?

Jodie: Even bigger disclaimer, I don’t think I’ve ever read any other giant monster hunt books although I’ve seen a few films that feature that kind of story line. But I totally recognise the ‘handsome dude/ sexahy and learned lady’ team trope from oh I don’t know a billion other genres (most popular right now, the historical mystery involving some kind of creepy cult). Let me say that I am incredibly glad that ‘Kraken’ is not that. I’m not sure I’d enjoy two weeks of crawling through a 481 large page version of ‘National Treasure’, even though that film is a fun way to spend a couple of hours.

It’s not like Mieville is above tropes and well worn pathways. He gives us a well used heroic type in Billy. Like you say he’s the everyman, who then turns out to be the special snowflake of destiny. Except Billy’s specialness eventually turns out to be so, I don’t know, mundane, almost (athough what he can do is still pretty impressive) that it kind of messes with the familiar ‘everyday hero’ type of fantasy and sci-fi. He starts out thinking he’s a regular curator, is then told he’s the kraken prophet given visions by an ancient arthropod god, only to find out that in fact he’s the bottle prophet, linked to…sure an ancient angel of memory, but specifically one that’s created from jars and has been reduced to a tiny sculpture by the end of the novel.

Even, when he’s finally saving the world, he has to laugh at the ridiculous loophole that being the bottle prophet gifts to him as he stops an apocalypse with semantics, a twisting of words, a reducing the mythical kraken god to something very ordinary.
That kind of trickery reminds me a lot of Terry Pratchett’s books where heroes and heroines often win with a clever twist of logic, that is tied up with ‘head magic’ which reconfigures the world through words and convincing. I thought it was so clever.

So, Billy, yeah I started out really unimpressed with his character creation. He seemed to have no real connections, or past and initially felt like a vessel for Mieville to pour clever ideas into. By the end of the book, both he and Mieville’s world felt like they’d been on a journey of development from ideas and details to true reality and turned into something the reader could care about. How did you feel about him by the end of the book?
Maree: It is rather mundane in the end isn't it? After all the magic and the knack; there's a loophole.

Mmm ... at first, I didn't really have an opinion on Billy because he's kind of a cypher. He's reactive and kind of passive, and, like you say; has no real connections. He obviously has no family, and his only real relationship outside of work is with Leon and, by extension,

It's interesting that it's the search for the kraken that makes Billy start FORGING connections. There's Dane the Awesome of course, but also the Londonmancers and - to a much lesser extent - the police.

He starts to flesh out as a character when he starts to believe in - not in the kraken-as-prophet so much; but in ... the magical underworld?

Can we talk about the police? I'm really ambivalent on the police in this and I'm trying to work out why …

Jodie: 'It's interesting that it's the search for the kraken that makes Billy start FORGING connections.'

I love this idea, like Billy gets his very own apocalypse so that he can make friends and become more of a connected person :)

We can totally talk about the police! I like Collingswood, but like is absolutely the wrong word. I find her endlessly interesting. It's not just the knack that first sparked my interest (although the magic in this book is really original), but the way that she's such an imperfect knacker and she knows it. I'm so used to seeing the all powerful wizard character, or the comic bumbling wizard who never the less probably saves the world and Collingswood the self-assured, irreverant, swearing, medium ability knacker is so different.

However I don't think the force are exactly fabulous examples of what we all hope from the police. Let’s just say they don't appear to have been on any kind of sensitivity course.They’re pretty inactive and seem to appear less and less as the book goes on. I guess that’s because they're struggling with the case....
Maree: Yes! Kraken is as much - or more - of Billy's journey as it is about the impending apocalypse.

Collingswood was great; but I wanted a little more character development for her, I think? I loved her attitude, and her imperfect knack and her kind of ... ass-kicking competence, if that makes any sense.

Her boss turned out to be slightly useless and as for Vardy ... it's almost like Mieville would almost forget they were there and then jam them back in again - lol.

Could you imagine Collingswood on a sensitivity course???

I want to talk about Dane, but I want to talk about Dane A LOT, so before we get to his awesomeness, can we talk about the things that creeped us the fuck out?

Starting, of course, with Tattoo .... the thought of which still makes me shudder a bit.
After finishing the book I figured Vardy was pushed into the background so we'd get a huge impact when his evil plan was revealed. In that moment where Billy works it out and finds Vardy, all those moments where Vardy disappears with a gleam in his eye take on so much more significance. But it does also feel like Mieville is like, I need a shocking ending...who would no one suspect...oh how about Vardy the guy we haven't seen for ages. That's just speculation though.

But her boss, yeah I'm not sure what happened there. I guess the way her boss, Baron, crumbles allows Collingswood more agency and to take her rightful place as lead officer. I would have liked a little more character development as well, maybe some more about her life outside the story would have helped? I did like the way she doubts though - she has a worry, then kind of goes 'fuck that, no time for that' and picks up her surly, quipping persona again. It's not like she uses that personality to fake it in the police and mask who she really is. She really is that Landan geezer type of lady, but she definitely sometimes squashes things down and goes out harder than she maybe feels. Does that make sense?

Creepy things: The Tattoo is mental right? I really loved when Paul escaped and we got to learn more about him, because that made the whole 'man trapped in skin of other man' thing extra freaky. I felt for Paul when he was that nameless, handcuffed man, but I was so involved in his story once we got a little bit more detail. I've never seen an author write 'man trapped as tattoo' before, have you? And I thought it was so inventive to have other people transformed into machines (also very disturbing) in the workshop.

We've got to talk about Goss and Subby, if we're talking creepy things right? Aren't they disturbing?
Maree: Generally, I'm not a big fan of minor character suddenly revealed as evil mastermind, but it sort of makes sense here, especially with the way Vardy is described in the first few chapters, which I JUST remembered. By the end of the book, though, I'd kind of forgotten that
and on first reading went ... 'Huh', because it can be kind of a lazy plot-point.

Vardy is definitely absent more than he's present as the book progresses, which does dovetail rather nicely.

The Tattoo thing is highly original - and creepy in the badwrong way.  I love that we get to know the guy as well, and that he forms a kind of strange bond with Marge - both people who got drawn into the magic underworld - for want of a better term - more or less against their
will. The radio men - that's haunting for some reason. Moreso than Tattoo, for me. Not sure why.

Goss and Subby ... now there's a force of nature. Or, well, a force of evil, really. Like there's  a certain ... purity? to their evil. I mean, they have no redeeming qualities. At all. And Goss EATS PEOPLE because  he can.

They're obviously some kind of spiritual/demonic force, but I love how that backstory isn't explained - they're just there, and menacing which makes it all 100% more creepy and skin-shivery.

Aside from Awesome Dane, I think my favourite character was Wati. I loved how mundane some of his interactions were - from things like pez dispensers and Kirk dolls - because he was organinsing a strike while everyone else was waiting for the apocalypse. A STRIKE.

I ... have no point other than that - lol
Jodie: Yeah I'm not quite sure how to feel about Vardy's part in the ending, because of the Mieville wrote it. Is he really skillfully leading us down the wrong path, by removing Vardy from the story so much, or does he just need that final unguessable twist and hey, turns out it's Vardy? Like you said the way he acts at the beginning seems to argue for the first interpretation, the way his life is explained (he had a cult and lost it, now he's mad that he can't unknow that his cult's apocalypse was wrong, but every time he's asked to infiltrate a cult for just a few days he almost believes again). I think there's a moment about 3/4 in where he suddenly has to go, because he's 'on to something' that made me pause. Still...maybe we are undecided on this point?

I love Wati and the strike too. It's not the kind of thing you see in novels about sci-fi, or fantasy, even like urban fantasy with its combination of real life and magical happenings is surprisingly low on explicit moments of social protest. It reminded me a little bit of the 'Undead, but not Unpeople' protest in Pratchett's 'Reaper Man'. Actually quite a lot of this book reminded me of a more sweary Pratchett - Collingswood's weird sense of humour in what seem like totally horrific circumstances, some of the sci-fi details like the strike and the chameleon guy, which are so odd and out there, but also kind of adorable, the importance of myth creation and just the general tone which goes into humour and quiet story telling...what do you think?

I think Wati is probably one of the most well developed characters in 'Kraken', because like Dane (the Dane squee fest is coming soon, right?) he has a back story, connections and passions. I guess it makes sense that Billy doesn't seem to have all those things (although obviously he's passionate about science and his work at the museum) given what we know about how his real origins (born to someone human that we never meet) are kind of subsumed by the origins the museum's angel of memory believes in (the story he makes up about being the product of a 'gone wrong' first attempt at test tube birth). He's sort of birthed from a myth he makes real himself and as a result I guess it makes sense that his story in 'Kraken' keeps from describing anything that isn't relevant to that myth. Wait, does that make sense, do you think, or have I gone off on a weird ramble?

The woman who has been turned into a phone is the absolute creepiest, missing a soul creature that The Tattoo creates for me, but yes the radio people! They're just stripped of their humanity and when I first heard about the workshop I shuddered, because ugh. One of the most disturbing elements of crime novels is when a victim is taken away to be 'worked on', tortured and pulled apart and I guess that even though in this novel lots of the people who become machines supposedly go there willingly, that kind of idea echoes in this part of the Tattoo's enterprise.

Ugh Goss and Subby, the bit where he folds the guy in on himself. And the part where he eats Leon and you're like 'what just happened, surely there must be more to Leon's story than this, he'll be back' but he never is, he's just snuffed out. I really admire stories that do that, no backsies on death thing, even if they are pretty hard to take. Which I guess leads us nicely onto Dane the big goddamn (tragic) hero that he is...

Maree: I'm not sure either. I'm inclined to tilt towards clever, because Mieville IS clever and I want to believe - lol. But the jury is definitely still out on that one.

Wati and his strike is very Pratchett, I agree. I've only read about 10 Discworld novels (I'm slowly working my way through) and that whole ... magic in the mundane? thing is vintage Pratchett (as near as I can tell). Like Collingswood who - on the surface - is a somewhat irreverent cop, but there's clearly more because of her knack which is so very imperfect but so very Collingswood at the same time. And yes - Wati is very three-dimensional, if you'll excuse the pun - lol. He has almost no corporeal form at all, yet he's possibly the most well-realised character of the book.

Billy, in a way, (I think) remains a bit of a cypher. He has knack he didn't know about; like you say he was born from a myth in a way - and in the end he IS the myth, or the kraken, or the god, in a very real way and - that reminds me; I wanted to see more of the angel of memory because if you want a tragic figure ... I mean; getting smaller and smaller until it's really just this little, pathetic collection of bones ...


Jodie: (Ooo I love that last part of your e-mail, about the tragic smaller and smaller bottle figure, but am no longer resist the urge to squee, so...)

OMG DANE! I love Dane. He is a rogue soldier for the church of kraken for krakens sake - how was I ever going to resist? He really believes in his terribly strange faith and has feeeelings about the way to treat a kraken. And he has so much great back story, complete with stories about his sweet, ex-soldier of fortune grand dad. One of my favourite bits was when Dane told the story about his granddad asking him to pick his favourite saint - so oddly sweet and...full of male feelings.

We are agreed that Dane and Billy are total slash fodder right? And that Dane is ripped?;)

Maree: DANE!! Lol I think we contained our squee pretty well. How much do we

He's so ... solid in his kraken-faith, once we realise he's actually  on Billy's side and not a creepy cult stalker type.

You know he's totally built and can kill you five different ways with a toothpick ... uhm. I may be projecting, but he's definitely bamf and he believes in Billy so much and I can't NOT slash them, you know? Honestly I'm THISCLOSE to writing fic because they're so, so perfect for each other in a lot of ways.

And when Billy is like ... we're going to save him, and doesn't even hesitate ... yeah. I don't care what anyone says. That's true love.

Jodie: True, true love. (I feel like we need some appropriate slash gif here, but the best I could come up with was this:

OMG write the fic! I would read it, you would draw all these people into Mieville's weird world, they would get the book and then they would gaze around in confusion. 'Where have you brought us Maree? Why...why is that guy's back talking?!'

I expected to find Dane's faith kind of distancing as a girl with very few personal connections to religion (and one who thinks worshipping a squid god is one of the many definitions of weird), but like you say his faith is so set. And not in the typical obsessive, creepy way we tend to see in religious fanatic characters, even though he does some pretty extreme things for his cause (turning into a squid at the end and dying, was out there, but still so kind of heroic). Interesting that he's a warrior/worshipper of the old style, like a crusader but without the urge to convert...Idk how did you feel about Dane and his religion?

Maree: BOYFRIENDS. And I'm talking about both Billy and Dane and Gwaine and
Merlin - lol.

I was raised Catholic so I'm pretty comfortable with religious imagery. I love that Dane's ... I mean, he's a fanatic, in a way, he's definitely one of the faithful but he's not  batshit crazy, if that makes sense. Like, his faith is one of his bedrocks and he never, ever questions it, which makes him just that much more awesome and bamf, somehow.

Because normally, the religious nutters in books are, well … nutters. But there's something pure about Dane's faith. He's what I imagine old-school crusaders (er, apart from the whole needing to convert the evil Jews thing obv) were like: he's a TRUE soldier of his lord.  And his faith in Billy ... like, he's just THERE for Billy all the time and I can't describe the joy of it. And even BILLY knows how much Dane is there for him and I just. I NEED FIC OKAY.
Jodie: Yes one piece really isn’t enough. I wonder who we could pull in to write us more... Oh hi renay! (YAY, RENAY - Maree)

In conclusion Dane is hot, Kraken is fantastic and it’s a good job neither of us has any regular slash averse sci-fi fanboy readers ;) Do we agree to meet back next year to hopefully continue our unabashed Mieville squeeing?

Your conclusions are correct. Slash-averse sci-fi fanboy readers don’t know what they’re missing :-)

Yessss. We have a date with Iron Council in March. 

And in conclusion:

Friday, December 2, 2011

Reading, cross stitching and movies ...

... and other things, most likely. I really should get back to reviewing books on here; it's become a bit of a weekly mind-dump. But then, I suppose, that's one of the functions of a blog. Hrm.

I guess you're stuck with my ramblings until I can be arsed writing reviews again. Sorry about that. :D

The good news is I have been reading. Little bit slow lately, but I have been reading. I just finished Kraken, and will be doing a co-review of it with Jodie from ... once we can stop dissecting all the things that are wrong with Merlin, that is. So there'll be a review of that. Stay tuned. ;)

So, some, or all of you might know that one of my more intermittent hobbies is cross stitching. I used to - mostly - make gifts for others, but lately I've turned to some old, unfinished WIPs of my own to try and get them finished.

I'm working a kind of half-assed rotation: and I have these three projects on the go at the moment:

The one on the far left is my focus-piece, meaning I work on that one in between rounds of the others. If that makes sense -lol. At the moment I'm mainly working on them on Saturday nights when  my friend and I have our TV/movie-watching dates, and on Sunday nights which is movie-night for me.

It's relaxing and makes me feel productive - lol.

Anyway, here's a list of the movies I've watched so far on Sunday nights:

A Single Man
The Runaways
Murder by Death
Designing Woman
The Picture of Dorian Grey
Sucker Punch
The Last Station
The Ghost Writer
Romeo + Juliet
The Tempest

It's a nice way to end the weekend - watching a movie and doing a little stitching.

As for reading; right now I'm reading a Van Gogh biography that's the same size as my head, and Death of Kings by Bernard Cornwell. Both very good books, but I need something to lighten the load a little bit - lol.

So. How's everyone? What's going on with you? :D

Monday, October 31, 2011

Nano and things

I'm nano-ing this year. For those of you going ... what? All is explained at the website:

I have no idea what I'm doing but I'm there. Or something - lol.

I was reading The Honourable Schoolboy but started to get a bit bogged down and it was slow going, so I've abandoned it for now. I'm still picking at the Iliad, though.

So now I'm reading Kraken by China Mieville. It's another co-read with Jodie from - we read Mieville's The City & The City (BREACH) together last year and had fun. Kraken is about a giant squid that goes missing, which - you can't really go wrong can you with a book like that. PLUS it has an awesome purple cover, and ... I haven't had enough sleep, clearly.

Anyways. Readathon was fun, yes? I'm thinking of maybe being a reader for the next one but then I get conflicted because Readathon is always short of cheerleaders but I'd love to do one where I just ... read, and eat. I shall ponder.

Saturday, October 22, 2011

Readathon mini-challenge

*\o/*!!! I'm only cheering this year, and it's 1am here so I'll be leaving some comments on my readers' list and then going to bed - lol.

BUT I wanted to do the first meme anyway:

1)Where are you reading (cheering) from today? - My living room/Middle Earth :D
2)Three random facts about me… - I turned 40 this year, we have 10 cats  and I bloody hate getting caught in the rain.
3)How many books do you have in your TBR pile for the next 24 hours? - No books, but I have readers H-J to cheer for for Team Fruitloops #cheerfroot on twitter :-)
4)Do you have any goals for the read-a-thon (i.e. number of books, number of pages, number of hours, or number of comments on blogs)? I'd like to get around as many blogs as I can ... 
5)If you’re a veteran read-a-thoner, any advice for people doing this for the first time? Have fun! And switch off your word verification <3 :D *\o/*

Monday, October 17, 2011



I've just sat here for the past 20 minutes not typing anything. Go me?

Um um um.

Oh!! Readathon this weekend!

Are you reading? Are you cheering? Are you saying ... what? is where you need to be for all your information. I'm cheering this year. I've tried doing both in the past and it always goes south, so I'm just cheering. Plus there's always way more readers than cheerleaders so ... I don't have a good way to end that sentence. /o\

I've hit fifty books read for the year which is some sort of milestone yes?

I watched the 2009 film of Dorian Grey last night. It was ... interesting. Unfortunately, at the crucial moment, the portrait rather reminded me of the caretaker from the Harry Potter films ...

Monday, October 10, 2011

This is not a post ...

... I mean, it was meant to be but I don't really have anything to post about. So here, have a gratuitous picture of Patrick instead:

I'm still struck by wonder, sometimes. I mean look at him ... 

I'm reading, and I'm keeping up my Sunday night movie thing that I started a few weeks ago. I'm reading The Iliad, and The Honourable Schoolboy. I watched Centurion which is one of those EVERYBODY DIES movies, which I've decided that I hate. Urgh. Michael Fassbender was running around early Britain as a Roman soldier, being tracked by the Pict, or something. But. Everybody dies. (Except Michael Fassbender. I don't even know.)

I've made my real-life friend watch Sherlock, and we're two episodes in :-) We've started gathering at her house of a Saturday night with DVD, snacks and cross-stitching in hand. It's rather fun and after Sherlock, we're going to rewatch the first series of Downton Abbey.

Oh, hey, look it's sort of a post after all!

Monday, October 3, 2011

*poke poke* Is this thing on?

Heee. I've already used that pic over on the #spbkchat blog (which is here by the way, let's not pass up the chance for a little bit of self-promotion:  But meerkats are funny and make me smile and I'm too lazy to find another pic, so here you are. ;p

Now, let's see ... since last time, I've finished three books - Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy by John LeCarre (fantastic but slightly confusing); Anansi Boys by Neil Gaiman (preferred American Gods but it's still good. I mean. Gaiman) and Across the Nightingale Floor by Lian Heard (loved. LOVED.)

I went to What's Your Number, which made me somewhat ragey with the slut-shaming and the prevalent 1950s attitude that's in ALL THE ROMANTIC COMEDIES RIGHT NOW but Martin Freeman was in it for five minutes for no good reason, so there was that.


What's good is this: Readathon!! In a few short weeks! I've taken the sensible route this time (lol) and I've just signed up to be a cheerleader, not a reader as well. Cheerleading is fun, it helps you lose weight and helps old ladies across the road. Well. It's definitely the first thing, and you should sign up because there are always way more readers than cheerleaders and readathon readers need all the *\o/* they can get! :D

I will - probably - do a food porn vlog still because how could I not? It's readathon!

Friday, September 16, 2011


I can't remember how they started, exactly, but periodically Nat from and I indulge in a mini-readathon.

Basically it means read as much as you can/want over about 12 hours, and tweet about it periodically. There are other regulars, or semi-regulars who join in, and it's fun.

It's all about reading, catching up and sharing what you're reading.

We're having another one tomorrow, of a sort. If you feel like spending your Sunday (or Saturday, depending on where you are) reading, or if you have time for an hour or two, join in! :-)

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Reading and things

I'm sure some people remember this from ... the start of last year. And possibly this: (NB: he looks like this now >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>)

Anyway. I was possibly the slowest read-along-er ever but I finally finished Return of the King today, loaded up with a cold, and a four year old who was alternately excited about his new telescope and howling because he knocked his noggin on the coffee table.

In between the natural chaos that a four year old brings, I travelled to Mount Doom with Frodo and Sam, and to Gondor and to Rivendell and the Shire ...

There's something about LOTR that makes me ... nostalgic? every time I read it. Partly because I first read it at 14 and partly because the trilogy itself is nostalgic - so many references to the glory days of Middle Earth, which makes that teeny tiny space inside that you never, ever acknowledge ache just a little bit.

ROTK is my favourite of the series, with the last line from Sam "Well, I'm back," summing up so very very much. And. Just. Still love it.

I'm also reading The Emerald Atlas, Book 1 of The Books of Beginning. Should hopefully finish that this weekend too. I'm enjoying it - a lot - but the tagline "Be the first to read the book that will define a generation!" (it's a review copy I got through work) is a little bit ... ... desperate?

Everyone everywhere will be looking for the new Harry Potter now that all the books and all the movies are done, but ... don't do that. Let your book stand on its own and be its own awesome self. It's better that way. :-)

Didn't go to the movies this week; there wasn't really anything on I wanted to see; plus I have a cold. Well, mostly I have the blocked nose from hell which is making me tired and thirsty all the time.

So no vlog this week - the last thing people need is to watch me sniffing for 10 minutes. Maybe vlog next week ...

Saturday, September 3, 2011

RIP VI and other stuff

That angel makes me think of Blink, my favourite Dr Who episode. *Shiver*.

RIP time again already! I haven't signed up (yet - lol) but I do love Carl's challenges:

(Aside: It's entirely possible I completed Once Upon a Time this year without noticing. Hrm.)

So I shall do what I always do. I will dither. I will make an unrealistic list of books and ... possibly do a vlog. Who knows?

Anyway. I read One Day by David Nicholls this week and I was .... ... underwhelmed. I mean, it was fine, the story was interesting but I found the characters really unengaging and a bit two-dimensional. Especially Dexter. I honestly kept waiting for him to stop acting like a dropkick and deal with his drinking and it sort of ... didn't happen. I'm genuinely puzzled by all the fuss over it, but maybe that's just me being picky.

For now I'm re-reading Return of the King, which is a very, very long hangover from the LOTR readalong of early last year. *ahem*. Aside from that, I don't know what's next, as ROTK is very much a pick-up/put-down book for me because I've read it so many times.

I did start reading A Study in Scarlet again, after many years. Anyone who knows me will know I've developed a slightly unhealthy obsession with the BBC's updated Sherlock, so I've decided to go back to the source material.

On Thursday I went to see Hanna, and it was amazing. I wasn't sure at all what to expect - it's about a 16 year old girl who's been raised in isolation by her father to be an assassin but it's fantastic. Saoirse Ronan is amazing and the soundtrack - by The Chemical Brothers - is fantastic. As soon as I'm financially stable (ie payday) I'm buying the soundtrack.

My plan for the rest of Sunday is to tuck up on the couch and read. Ah ... Sundays ...

Friday, August 26, 2011

A post about nothing

Have some penguins. I have no idea where that pictures is from, by the way. I just like it. :-)

I was mentally going over my week, but nothing outstanding or extraordinary happened. I went to work, I came home. Went to see Crazy Stupid Love on Thursday, which was a bit 'eh' for me. Too much Steve Carrell and not enough Emma Stone. Also Ryan Gosling is kind of funny-looking.

Other than that, it was business as usual. Except I seem to have caught Patrick's cold, which is fun times.

I finished a book this week, which I always celebrate as a major achievement - lol. Anyway, I read The Devotion of Suspect X by Keigo Higashino - a thriller set in Japan. It was an interesting read, but I'm still not sure how I feel about the ending - whether I liked it or not.

So now I'm in that strange gray area, where I don't know what I want to read next ...

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Finished a couple of books last week - A Game of Thrones by George R R Martin and Finder's Shore by Anna Mackenzie.

LOVED A Game of Thrones. Seriously good stuff, honestly.

I liked Finder's Shore - third book in the Sea-wreck Stranger trilogy but I always wanted those books to be a little bit longer. They're all about 220 pages each and I think the worldbuilding and backstories would have benefited from being a little bit longer.  Also all of the conflicts were resolved super-quick which made for slightly unsatisfying reading.

I enjoyed the series, I just wanted a bit more depth.

A Game of Thrones on the other hand, is nothing BUT depth and I love it. I'm not ready to take on A Clash of Kings yet - I still feel a little bit like I need to lie down in a dark room bathing my temples with lavendar - lol. There's just so much in the book - a workmate of mine called it a soap opera and it sort of is, but you know, with swords. And incest. And dragons. Which make everything better.

I met Nicky aka @stormfilled yesterday - she's touring New Zealand and having a great time. We went to Zookeepers - a local restaurant for hot chocolate and ended up there for dinner as well because we were talking so long - lol. Twas a great night.

We were going to go for coffee and bookshopping this morning, but Nicky's laundry queue at her motel had other ideas. So this afternoon we went to the local museum and art gallery, to see the tuataras, which I've blogged about before: (well, sort of). And oh ... it's been less than a year since we visited the museum - I thought it had been two! Time flies :-)

They were out in force today, because it was sunny, and it's always awesome, seeing dinosaurs in action. Well, sort of action. We roamed the museum, which has definitely undergone an upgrade since I was last there, and had coffee. Twas a good afternoon, and it was awesome meeting someone from my twitter feed in real life. :-)

Sunday, August 14, 2011

It's Monday! What are you reading?

Your meme is here:

I had hoped to finish A Game of Thrones by today, but I have about 100 pages to go. I'm still loving it but I don't think I"ll plunge right into A Clash of Kings just yet. It makes me want to lie down in a dark room with lavendar to bathe my temples - lol.

Next up, I think, might be The Poisonwood Bible. I'm not sure. We went to the library on Saturday and yes, I know, ban, but I promised Patrick we'd take him to the children's library and Jeremy said he didn't need to get any books, so what's a girl to do?


I've  had The Poisonwood Bible for a while, and it's from my TBR so I shall try and be good. :-)

Happy reading.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Dad's chair

The chair in the photo belonged to my Dad. It was his office chair years ago when he worked for the Railways. I think he brought it home with him when he retired.

Mum kept it after she moved to her flat, and we used to prop Patrick in there to feed him when we'd visit Mum at lunchtime. It doesn't look it from that photo but it's actually pretty good for feeding a baby. (Not a newborn, obviously, but a baby able to sit propped up).

Hilites used to sleep on that chair, and as you can see, it's been well appropriated by our other cats (Piper and Misty in this photo). We ended up with the chair because no one else seemed to want it and I have memories tied to it. And, okay, it's kind of ugly but I couldn't stand the thought of it going into the garage sale.

So here it is - the Chair. With bonus extra cats.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Things and ... things ;p

I have random things colliding in my head, and since this is my space, I'm going to share them with the interwebz. ;p

I went to Rise of the Planet of the Apes last Thursday after work. It wasn't bad. Certainly no Planet of the Apes, circa Charlton Heston but it was better than the remake with Mark Wahlberg. (I'm sorry, Tim Burton, I love you. But Planet of the Apes was a mistake.)

Anyway, I went on my own about 4pm (was parolled from work early because of working overtime a couple of days before that) and there were hardly any people there. Just the way I like it - lol. Except when I want to be in a theatre full of people, like for Harry Potter. I love movies, and it's something I want to dig more into, if that makes sense. My backlog of unread Empire magazines would agree with me ;p

I managed to get through reading Order of the Phoenix - it's not my favourite Harry Potter  - it's too long, for one thing and it's a little ... indulgent? I mean, I understand that teenage boys can be angry but seriously OotP gives me a headache.

Anyway. Recently I also finished The Shattering by Karen Healey, which was fantastic. I'd do a review for it, because it's a Kiwi YA novel, and I still have my challenge in the back of my mind, but ... eh. I can't be arsed. It's really good, though. You should read it if you come across it. :D

I also read Elfland by Freda Warrington, which I loved. I randomly remembered, when I saw the book in the library, how much I loved The Court of the Midnight King, which is an alternate history/fantasy novel set during the reign of ... Richard II? III? Anyway, I loved it. Elfland was really good too, but I could have gone my whole life without ever seeing a penis described as a 'wand'.

I came home from work early yesterday, because I thought I was going to pass out at my desk. Somewhat embarrassingly, it was simply exhaustion: I went to bed, crashed for a few hours, and felt rather better. That'll teach me to think I can go to bed at midnight, get up at 7, work an 8 hour day and be there for Patrick at the end of it all ... I'm not Superwoman, who knew?

So when I got over what I call my Jane Austen vapours, I picked up A Game of Thrones. And. Like. Why didn't I know? I mean, I'm not even quarter of the way in but holy shit. Holy shit. I'm loving it. Loving loving loving it.

You know how every single fantasy novel ever gets compared to Lord of the Rings for no good reason? Like ... for me, Lord of the Rings is in a class all of its own. Yet, the comparisons happen over and over again and by now they're just ... tired. But. A Game of Thrones is the first fantasy novel I've read where the comparison is valid. And I'm so very late to the party.

All I want to do is lie down on my couch with a cat or seven and snacks in arm's reach and read. I love that feeling.

Randomness of the day: I checked my cellphone at lunchtime. (That's not the randomness, obviously.) I had a text from my brother and sister in law saying they had the share of  the money from the garage sale of Mum's things. I had no idea the garage sale had even been held. I'm fine with it; I got what I wanted of Mum's things before the funeral, so it's not that I'm upset about that. I'm  ... amused that I heard about it after the fact. And slightly surprised that my share was $200. Nice, no? And yes. This is how my family communicates. When we communicate - lol.

Work tomorrow, and lunch for a co-worker who's going on maternity leave. Then I'm going to Cowboys and Aliens. :D

... Wow. tl;dr I went to the new Apes movie and had a Jane Austen moment. Read some books, got a little money.