The photos: go live on Instagram as I edit them and appear here in digest form every Sunday.
Not pictured: I finished the (equivalent of) the second CABLE & DEADPOOL omnibus, so I'm taking a wee break from those two to read EARTH X, which came highly recommended by Courtney. I'm currently reading comics at a much slower pace than I normally do, but I'm around halfway through the series and I'm having a great time with it.
I also read a fair few Hugo nominees, as planned, but I didn't bother shoving them under Murchie's nose because they were all novellas and fanzines and things without proper covers. I'm going to read through Best Related Work next (a category that may require some photos, unless I decide I just don't feel like bugging wee Murch), then tackle either Best Semiprozine or Best Fanwriter. I dunno. Part of me wants to just barrel through everything by early- to mid-June, while the rest of me is like, "This is seriously cutting into my comics-reading time, and for what?"
Sigh. I'm trying to be excited about this year's Hugos, but it's an uphill battle now I've actually got the materials in front of me.
At least I'll have the pleasure of voting for THE GOBLIN EMPEROR, unless one of the two novels I've yet to read knocks my socks off. (I'm not going to bother with the Jim Butcher title because it's the fifteenth book in a series I abandoned after Volume Three.)
On a slightly less dour note, I pulled Diana Wynne Jones's REFLECTIONS out and read a couple more essays. Someday, I'll even finish it.
I requested Kate Bolick's SPINSTER months and months ago, right after it appeared on NetGalley. I knew I wanted to read it, but I wasn't sure I was up for a review. The library got it to me in due course, and last weekend I began it as one of my secondary books.
I initially struggled with Bolick's syntax, but I soon settled into a rhythm with it. The book--a memoir of her engagement with several literary women who play a key role in her emotional life, along with a look at her romantic history--remained an enjoyable secondary read until yesterday, when I realized its due date was fast approaching and I'd better hunker down with it. With any luck, I finished it last nigh and am now free to start a new novel.
That makes it sound like I'm eager to be done with it. I'm really not. SPINSTER is excellent, though I'll caution you it's very much a personal memoir rather than an inclusive, intersectional look at unmarried women throughout American literary history. Aside from Edna St Vincent Millay, Bolick's touchstone authors all appear to be hetero; aside from Maeve Brennan, they're all fairly affluent or upwardly mobile. And unless there's a surprise ahead, they're all white.
It took me longer than anticipated to finish STOLEN SONGBIRD, but I managed it in the end and dove straight into HIDDEN HUNTRESS (the first, but probably not the last, of the books I forgot to put on this year's Most Anticipated list).
It was great, y'all. I'll have a review for you next week (probably on Tuesday but possibly on Thursday; depends how revisions go), so I shall say no more than that.
I finished THE ONE last week, loved it, and decided I'd ride my enthusiasm for the series into the related novellas. Alas, I didn't enjoy any of these Selection Stories (THE PRINCE, THE GUARD, and THE QUEEN, which I elected not to photograph because it wasn't bundled with the others and I put Murchie through enough every week) as much as the core novels in Kiera Cass's Selection series. It was interesting to see certain scenes from another POV, and to get a bit more insight into Amberly, but I wasn't fully engaged.
I decided I needed a short break before I tackled THE HEIR, so I finally headed back into Lois McMaster Bujold's Vorkosigan Saga with BORDERS OF INFINITY. This one is a collection of three novellas about Miles Vorkosigan, all linked together with a framing story. I'm enjoying it very much, though I'd surely have enjoyed it more had Miles not been totally grossed out over Bel Thorne's advances, and had he not been obliged to sleep with a sixteen-year-old werewolf girl because of dodgy reasons.
Oh, Miles. You were doing so well, mate.
I'm a fair ways into the third novella now and should finish it today or Monday, depending on how much walking time I can scrounge.
I leave you this week with a non-bookish picture of Murchie enjoying the sunshine from the comfort of my lap.
Next week: KNIFE OF DREAMS! Finally! Also, a new audiobook. Maybe some other stuff, too, if I can manage to read at a decent pace.