“But an idle word is hard to miss, / And the foam hides more than the deep can tell”

[larryhammer]

For Reading Wednesday, scattered notes on what I can remember:

Read aloud:

The first 7½ Amber Brown books by Paula Danzinger, which have aged pretty well, all things considered. Eaglet had been gulping them down like clementines, but went on hard pause just as Amber is about to get in serious trouble for duping her father into letting her get her ears pierced, which had been forbidden by her mother till she's twelve. (Now we're back to rereading Monkey King.)

Read to self:

Reread the first four Murderbot novellas by Martha Wells, in reverse order, because it seemed like a good idea at the time. Am now ⅓ through reading Network Effect, the new Murderbot novel. Yum.

Also reread: the first 1½ Commonweal books by Graydon Saunders, paused only because Murderbot was published.

Plus poetry of, lessee, Millay, Frost, Cummings, and George Meredith (yes, the Victorian novelist -- he had keen observation and technical facility, but doesn't seem to have written much that is truly excellent -- the standard anthology pieces are the best I've met so far).

---L.

Subject quote from A Knight of the Ocean Sea, Alfred Noyes.

Comments

[gwynnega]

I remember liking Meredith's sonnet sequence, Modern Love.

[larryhammer]

That’s the one that’s survived in anthologies the longest — and is both modern-looking and novelist in anatomy. I like it a lot myself.