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Not so much a blog; just lots of books

Currently reading

In the Bleak Midwinter: A Clare Fergusson/Russ Van Alsyne Novel
Julia Spencer-Fleming
Ninefox Gambit
Yoon Ha Lee, Emily Woo Zeller
The Black Tides of Heaven
JY Yang
Engineering Animals: How Life Works
Alan Mcfadzean, Mark Denny
Progress: 125/314pages
The Rise of Yeast: How the Sugar Fungus Shaped Civilization
Nicholas P. Money
Conservation of Shadows
Yoon Ha Lee
Progress: 22%
Le premier jour
Marc Levy
Progress: 180/496pages
Moby-Dick: or, The Whale (Penguin Classics)
Herman Melville
Manifold: Time
Stephen Baxter, Chris Schluep
Progress: 99/480pages
The Long War
Stephen Baxter, Terry Pratchett
Progress: 68/501pages

Emma & Emma

Emma - Jane Austen, Fiona Stafford

I wasn't sure how to rate this.  Overall I liked it, but not much more than that I think, hence the three stars.  It just felt long, although based on my ereader, it didn't actually take much longer to read than I'd expect a book of this length to take.  I guess I just wasn't enthralled.


I think my main problem with it wasn't the main character, Emma Woodhouse, although she does start out as fairly spoiled (I kept reminding myself that she was only twenty-one), but rather that there are several tiresome talkative characters in the novel, and Austen didn't skimp on illustrating their tiresomeness.  It's well done, I'd say, just a bit long to read.  That coupled with Emma's lack of siblings meant that there just didn't seem to be as many engaging sequences of dialogue.  Austen does a lot of dialogue.


There was one event that seemed out of place in an Austen novel (in my update I suggested it was more like Brontë):

At one point, Harriet is accosted in the lane by gypsy children, and faints dead away once she gets to Hartfield with Frank Churchill's assistance.

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Emma can't have been all bad, though, because by the end I'll admit I was rooting for her.


I'm going to count this one my first 20 books of summer (1/20) and as my Romance bingo square (post to follow).


Originally I wanted to read this book because the book's title was the name of a kitty I lost about two and a half years ago to illness.  I thought I'd share some photos here in her memory.




It was always so hard to take pictures of a (mostly) black cat!  I had to include the last one because she had a weird habit of sitting there with her tongue sticking out.  She also had a crazy-loud purr.