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Wednesday reading — seductions
May. 25th, 2016 11:44 pmWhat I've been reading
I read Lolly Willowes, which is a very odd book. It reminds me of something Jo Walton said once, about how she would be reading a literary fiction book and stumble across a metaphor involving, say, vampires, and then get distracted by what the book could be like if it contained actual, non-metaphorical vampires. It seems like a perfectly normal book about a woman breaking out of her constrained spinster existence and building an independent life for herself in the country and then, whoa, witches' familiars and dances with the actual devil. I had previously read Sylvia Townsend Warner's biography of T. H. White but didn't know anything about any of her own work.
I read Call Me by Your Name, because I heard that there was going to be a movie and that Armie Hammer was going to be in it. It's weird because, having read it, it's not obviously suited to film, being mostly composed of exquisite introspection, but even if you take the all that out the residue still seems promising—sizzling slow-burn chemistry, lovely Italian scenery, hopefully reasonably-explicit sex scenes.
What I'm writing now
I started Too Like the Lightning, Ada Palmer, and I have to admit that I'm finding it slightly slow going so far. There is a lot of worldbuilding going on. And it's interesting! But it's a lot.
I read Lolly Willowes, which is a very odd book. It reminds me of something Jo Walton said once, about how she would be reading a literary fiction book and stumble across a metaphor involving, say, vampires, and then get distracted by what the book could be like if it contained actual, non-metaphorical vampires. It seems like a perfectly normal book about a woman breaking out of her constrained spinster existence and building an independent life for herself in the country and then, whoa, witches' familiars and dances with the actual devil. I had previously read Sylvia Townsend Warner's biography of T. H. White but didn't know anything about any of her own work.
I read Call Me by Your Name, because I heard that there was going to be a movie and that Armie Hammer was going to be in it. It's weird because, having read it, it's not obviously suited to film, being mostly composed of exquisite introspection, but even if you take the all that out the residue still seems promising—sizzling slow-burn chemistry, lovely Italian scenery, hopefully reasonably-explicit sex scenes.
What I'm writing now
I started Too Like the Lightning, Ada Palmer, and I have to admit that I'm finding it slightly slow going so far. There is a lot of worldbuilding going on. And it's interesting! But it's a lot.
