Und siehst du nicht dort Erlkönigs Töchter am düstern Ort?

It's been a while since I posted about books and stuff!

I'm currently 2/3 done with Libba Bray's trilogy, waiting only for The Sweet Far Thing to make a reappearance in the library. Though I'm not madly in love with the trilogy, these are eminently readable and have much appropriate period detail, for which I am a total sucker. Also the covers have much symbolism, and things like that.

I recently finished The Amazing Adventures of Fanboy and Goth Girl, which was considerably less awesome than I’d hoped, but not terrible. Sadly, the Your Protagonist Is Dumber than Your Reader Syndrome struck again. And. It’s just. Look, if you don’t want to alienate 90% of your audience, don’t disparage Neil Gaiman in the third chapter, okay? Really. And you don’t have to be a goth girl to be a Gaiman fangirl, either. *grumble* No, I do not have a sense of humor about these things. I apologize for my deficiency. I will go on a quest to find what I lack, just as soon as I actually care.

*ahem* Moving on. Finally found a copy of Abhorsen. Frankly, I was a bit underwhelmed, but I was already annoyed that Lirael just kept going on forever, in spite of the badass librarians. I love Mogget to bits, though. Partly because he sounds a lot like my nonconstructive critical voice, and partly because he's just awesome.

I finished Portrait of a Lady back in June. It was long but wonderful, in a heartbreaking way. Poor, poor Ralph! I wept like a distraught weepy thing.

I picked up Anne Rice's Interview with the Vampire the other day because I've never read any of her stuff, and I gather this is sort of a seminal (er, sanguinary?) vampire novel. I'm sorry to report that I keep snickering every few paragraphs.

However, I’ve taken to reading Berühmte Gedichte der deutschen Romantik (Great German Poems of the Romantic Era) (complete with translations) on the subway because it’s the only book in the current batch that fits in my purse. I read Goethe’s “Erlkönig” on the way back from seeing The Fall a second time, which went nicely with the music. ( Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht/ Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? )

Und siehst du nicht dort Erlkönigs Töchter am düstern Ort?

It's been a while since I posted about books and stuff!

I'm currently 2/3 done with Libba Bray's trilogy, waiting only for The Sweet Far Thing to make a reappearance in the library. Though I'm not madly in love with the trilogy, these are eminently readable and have much appropriate period detail, for which I am a total sucker. Also the covers have much symbolism, and things like that.

I recently finished The Amazing Adventures of Fanboy and Goth Girl, which was considerably less awesome than I’d hoped, but not terrible. Sadly, the Your Protagonist Is Dumber than Your Reader Syndrome struck again. And. It’s just. Look, if you don’t want to alienate 90% of your audience, don’t disparage Neil Gaiman in the third chapter, okay? Really. And you don’t have to be a goth girl to be a Gaiman fangirl, either. *grumble* No, I do not have a sense of humor about these things. I apologize for my deficiency. I will go on a quest to find what I lack, just as soon as I actually care.

*ahem* Moving on. Finally found a copy of Abhorsen. Frankly, I was a bit underwhelmed, but I was already annoyed that Lirael just kept going on forever, in spite of the badass librarians. I love Mogget to bits, though. Partly because he sounds a lot like my nonconstructive critical voice, and partly because he's just awesome.

I finished Portrait of a Lady back in June. It was long but wonderful, in a heartbreaking way. Poor, poor Ralph! I wept like a distraught weepy thing.

I picked up Anne Rice's Interview with the Vampire the other day because I've never read any of her stuff, and I gather this is sort of a seminal (er, sanguinary?) vampire novel. I'm sorry to report that I keep snickering every few paragraphs.

However, I’ve taken to reading Berühmte Gedichte der deutschen Romantik (Great German Poems of the Romantic Era) (complete with translations) on the subway because it’s the only book in the current batch that fits in my purse. I read Goethe’s “Erlkönig” on the way back from seeing The Fall a second time, which went nicely with the music. ( Mein Vater, mein Vater, und hörest du nicht/ Was Erlenkönig mir leise verspricht? )