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What book is everyone reading at the moment? Part 2.

Flitting about various books. Most recently Travis Baldree's Bookshops & Bonedust, the sequel to Legends & Lattes. Fantasy world with bookshop.
Also I have Greenwood's Theodora Braithwaite series queued after seeing her on the Supervet.
 
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A Christmas Carol, Charles Dickens
In 1843 Charles Dickens was in financial trouble. Then he had a brainstorm: if he could publish a popular, short book for Christmas, he might just dig himself out of his financial hole. As to subject, it would be the redemption of a man, at Christmas-time. He wouldn't write of Christmas as it had become after about two hundred years of Puritan disapproval. Christmas had become a holiday observed more in the countryside than in the city, where it was another working day. It was more worldly than religious, launching twelve days of hard drinking. No, instead, Dickens would recreate an old-time British Christmas, full of cheer, goodwill, and charity for all.

He knew the little volume was something. Ironically, he insisted on a low price, while including abundant illustrations, gilded page edges, and a beautiful binding. And he paid a premium to rush it into publication in time for Christmas. That first year the costs nearly bankrupted the author.

However, the Carol paid dividends by reviving Christmas and giving later generations the pattern for a way to celebrate and a way to live a good life. I just read the book, again, marveled at its language and characters, laughed (even the unpleasant Scripts has a sense of humor), got sentimental and even shed a tear. In later years the Carol bolstered Dickens popularity, boosted sales of his other works and became a world classic. It was and is a Christmas miracle.
 
Sceptered Isle by Helen Carr

A new history of the fourteenth century told through the lives of Edward II, Edward III and Richard II

It looks at the fractured monarchies, social rebellion ans change the black death and the balance between nationalism, war with France and influence in Europe.
 

Seeing Like a State: How Certain Schemes to Improve the Human Condition Have Failed​




about to start reading

excellent, highly recommend.

I will re-read it in a few months.
So many great concepts about what is necessary to make the ecology and population of a State "legible" for a government or organization, and the the consequences of ignoring the inevitable shortcomings the condensing of this patchy information is cause for large-scale projects.
 
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Was just given a copy of Hail Mary by Andy Wier. I haven't started it yet, but I've heard good things. Will probably get into it in the next couple of weeks.
 
A Christmas Carol, Charles Dickens
In 1843 Charles Dickens was in financial trouble. Then he had a brainstorm: if he could publish a popular, short book for Christmas, he might just dig himself out of his financial hole. As to subject, it would be the redemption of a man, at Christmas-time. He wouldn't write of Christmas as it had become after about two hundred years of Puritan disapproval. Christmas had become a holiday observed more in the countryside than in the city, where it was another working day. It was more worldly than religious, launching twelve days of hard drinking. No, instead, Dickens would recreate an old-time British Christmas, full of cheer, goodwill, and charity for all.

He knew the little volume was something. Ironically, he insisted on a low price, while including abundant illustrations, gilded page edges, and a beautiful binding. And he paid a premium to rush it into publication in time for Christmas. That first year the costs nearly bankrupted the author.

However, the Carol paid dividends by reviving Christmas and giving later generations the pattern for a way to celebrate and a way to live a good life. I just read the book, again, marveled at its language and characters, laughed (even the unpleasant Scripts has a sense of humor), got sentimental and even shed a tear. In later years the Carol bolstered Dickens popularity, boosted sales of his other works and became a world classic. It was and is a Christmas miracle.
I'm about 99% through the Antony Beevor book and I'll read Christmas Carol next! I've only read one Dickens before, Oliver Twist but I loved it and really want to read more of him. Thick bricks though...
 
The Splendid and the Vile: A Saga of Churchill, Family, and Defiance During the Blitz, Erik Larson
Erik Larson gives us another popular history with his usual combination of style, tension, and humor as he tracks Winston Churchill’s first year as Prime Minister during a crucial period of history. Faced with the incessant bombings of London and other British cities, fearing a threatened Nazi invasion, Churchill keeps a ferocious tenacity and solidifies his leadership.

His determination extends from the global stage to his domestic and familial surroundings. He more or less conscripts publisher Max Aitken, Baron Beaverbrook, to multiply the production of British fighter planes. Beaverbrook fronted the effort, demanding that other industries give up their facilities and staff to aircraft production. He could bully where Churchill remained quietly in the background. The point of view shifts from chapter to chapter, citing letters, diaries, and memoirs. At the same time that British industry quickly ramped up production, Göring and Goebbels both confidently expected British resistance to crumble in the face of mass bombings. However, with the continent lost, the small island nation downed more German planes than it lost.

Larson gives us ringside seats and does not limit himself to the great events, but pays attention also to private moments – the tempestuous love lives of Churchill’s children, the foolish optimism of Rudolf Hess, who flew a Messerschmitt-110 to Scotland to negotiate a peace. When Göring discovered what Hess was doing, he ordered the whole Luftwaffe to scramble planes to down him. When Hitler found out, he sent underlings to concentration camps.

Britain survived, of course, and Larson extends the book far enough to account for the terrible moment when Churchill heard the news that Pearl Harbor had been bombed by listening to the news on the BBC. Churchill immediately phoned Roosevelt to tell him Britain would back whatever the USA would do. Roosevelt said he would ask Congress for a declaration of war the next day. Churchill promptly replied, “Then I shall do the same the day after.”

The title comes from a memoir in which the witness described the weird beauty of watching bombs fall and explode. It was curious blend of the splendid display and of the vile humanity that produced it. Recommended.
 
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Well, in Ngaio Marsh novels, if there is a lower class person or arriviste type, very good odds that they are the killer.

Or a doctor. I think she had health problems and if she liked her doctor at the time of writing the doctor character would be a great guy who helped solve the case, if not he would be the killer. I like Ngaio Marsh's books but she had a bunch of hangups. Sex, class, colonialism, religion, medicine. And her beef with Sayers...I actually like that one (Overture to Death) but once you realize she's put in not just one but two stand-ins for Sayers it just seems crazy.
Inspired by TM's post, I've just finished re-reading Overture to Death. If we are both thinking of the same two characters as Sayers avatars, as it were, one does wonder about the symbolism of having one of them murder the other. Probably a thesis in there somewhere.

It's in a collection of three novels in one (thick) paperback. In one of the others, Death in a White Tie, the murderer is a blackmailing doctor; in the third, Death at the Bar, a lower class lefty. So, a bit predictable. But, to be fair, she does throw in enough red herrings to make them readable.
 
The Splendid and the Vile: A Saga of Churchill, Family, and Defiance During the Blitz, Erik Larson
Erik Larson gives us another popular history with his usual combination of style, tension, and humor as he tracks Winston Churchill’s first year as Prime Minister during a crucial period of history. Faced with the incessant bombings of London and other British cities, fearing a threatened Nazi invasion, Churchill keeps a ferocious tenacity and solidifies his leadership.

His determination extends from the global stage to his domestic and familial surroundings. He more or less conscripts publisher Max Aitken, Baron Beaverbrook, to multiply the production of British fighter planes. Beaverbrook fronted the effort, demanding that other industries give up their facilities and staff to aircraft production. He could bully where Churchill remained quietly in the background. The point of view shifts from chapter to chapter, citing letters, diaries, and memoirs. At the same time that British industry quickly ramped up production, Göring and Goebbels both confidently expected British resistance to crumble in the face of mass bombings. However, with the continent lost, the small island nation downed more German planes than it lost.

Larson gives us ringside seats and does not limit himself to the great events, but pays attention also to private moments – the tempestuous love lives of Churchill’s children, the foolish optimism of Rudolf Hess, who flew a Messerschmitt-110 to Scotland to negotiate a peace. When Göring discovered what Hess was doing, he ordered the whole Luftwaffe to scramble planes to down him. When Hitler found out, he sent underlings to concentration camps.

Britain survived, of course, and Larson extends the book far enough to account for the terrible moment when Churchill heard the news that Pearl Harbor had been bombed by listening to the news on the BBC. Churchill immediately phoned Roosevelt to tell him Britain would back whatever the USA would do. Roosevelt said he would ask Congress for a declaration of war the next day. Churchill promptly replied, “Then I shall do the same the day after.”

The title comes from a memoir in which the witness described the weird beauty of watching bombs fall and explode. It was curious blend of the splendid display and of the vile humanity that produced it. Recommended.
For so some reason there's never a book about how he sent the army to shoot striking railway workers in Wales.
 
The Skeptic's Dictionary
by
Robert Todd Carroll

Wikipedia: "The Skeptic's Dictionary is a collection of cross-referenced skeptical essays by Robert Todd Carroll, published on his website skepdic.com and in a printed book."

I bought the Skeptic's Dictionary (first edition) when I was sussing out scepticism... just after I'd sussed out James Randi for myself. Gotta say, he was an approachable guy. I emailed him, not expecting a response and he replied. He was a bit brusque at the time... approachable yet brusque. One thing I got through Randi's blog and the JREF Million Dollar Challenge and The Skeptic's Dictionary was this... it's dangerous to entertain a delusion.

I'm now re-reading the essay about Transcendental Meditation® (aka: TM®) on the Skepdic website. I've found the paragraph that made me laugh so hard when I was reading the book but it seems to have changed. Or, maybe I've changed... or both... or more.
 
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I went to the library yesterday with no idea what book(s) to get, so I asked a website to generate a random letter and number (it was H and 19), and literally picked the 19th book after the H divider in the fiction section. It was The Twyford Code by Janice Hallett. A very odd story but compelling; the blurb says

The entire story is told in transcripts of audio files which Steve Smith (now a missing person himself) has recorded on an old phone that his estranged son passed to him; the automatic transcription isn't always accurate so for example Miss Isles gets transcribed as missiles, must have gets transcribed as mustard and gonna gets transcribed as gun a. I found this a bit difficult at first but soon got used to it.
A plot point turns on these transcription errors


The files explain Steve's personal history as well as his attempts to find out what happened to his teacher and to solve the code, and the final twist was completely unexpected. I enjoyed it and may seek out other books by this author.
I have become addicted to Janice Hallett; her stories are all told through emails, texts, documents etc, and twist and turn from person to person, as the stories unfold. Quite enjoyable as puzzles, and very well constructed. She writes well, and manages all the different voices (almost) flawlessly.

Just started reading Question 7 by Richard Flanagan, a novel, or an autobiography, or a series of essays on history, or all of the above. I think this will place itself fairly high up on Helen's list of best books of all time (the list is under constant revision, though), the language alone, not least when he describes the environmental changes of Tasmania, will stay with me.
 
Three Weeks, Elinor Glyn
Would you like to sin
With Elinor Glyn
On a tiger skin?
Or would you prefer
To err with her
On another fur?

I have no idea when or where I know that from, nor why I can remember it despite having no clear memory of what I ate for lunch today!

October book club pick was I Will Ruin You by Linwood Barclay; every character took stupid avoidable decisions which irritated me, but it galloped along.
November book club pick was The Figurine by Victoria Hislop; not the sort of book I'd usually read (but that's the joy of book club). A sort of mash-up of modern Greek history, art & antiquity theft, and romance. It sparked a good discussion at the book club meeting about the Elgin Marbles.
December book club is The Second Sleep by Robert Harris which I read a few years ago and enjoyed at the time, so I'll skim back through it before the meeting. It's very clever in the way you start out thinking the book is set in one particular era and then you start getting clues that your assumptions may be wrong.

I've also recently read Elements by John Boyne (magnificent), the first three books plus one later one in the Dr Priestley series by John Rhode - more Golden Age detective fiction: The Paddington Mystery, Dr Priestley's Quest, The Ellery Case and The Motor Rally Mystery, Agatha Christie's Murder on The Orient Express and Cat Among the Pigeons in French, and The Eights by Joanna Miller - an historical novel about the first women to study at Oxford.

Currently reading Sunrise on the Reaping by Suzanne Collins, another Hunger Games prequel, and waiting for my daughter to finish Project Hail Mary by Andy Weir so that I can borrow it.
 
Mickey7, by Edward Ashton. I'm about ⅔ through it, and I'm enjoying it. I haven't seen the screen adaptation yet, as I wanted to read the book first. A fun story, but it has some deep sociological and philosophical points as well. Plus the science is satisfyingly informed and believable - not surprising as the author apparently teaches quantum mechanics.
 
Halfway House, Ellery Queen
in high school I collected all the mysteries by Ellery Queen* starring Ellery Queen. The first few, the French Hat Mystery, Chinese Orange Mystery, The Siamese Twin Mystery, and the other "nationality" books were puzzles with ingenious but artificial plots but perfunctory characterization. Halfway House begins a transition to a more grounded narrative approach while keeping the puzzles.

At the center of the story is a shack used by the victim, a man living a double life, using two identities and married at the same time to a poor but loyal woman and to a supercilious society lady. Amateur sleuths and in-universe writer Ellery is called in to help investigate and puts his finger on the crucial question: Whom did the murderer set out to kill?

Clues abound, the play is fair, and it is possible for a careful reader to reach the solution ahead of Ellery. Later novels would be more adept, but this one is a good example of a classic whodunnit.

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*Ellery Queen the author was a collaboration between Manfred B. Lee, who wore the stories from detailed outlines by his cousin, Frederic Dannay. The plots strained credulity, and sometimes Manny would get frustrated trying to produce believable tales from wild, witty puzzles. Now and then the cousins would hire a stunt novelist to produce the narrative. Theodore Surgeon once tagged in as a substitute.writer.
 
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Made Men: The Story of Goodfellas, Glenn Kenny
As whales are to Moby-Dick, so filmmakers and mobsters are to Made Men: the book tells me more about them than I want to know.

Now, I think Goodfellas is a well-made film, and I don't regret watching it a couple of times, but then again, it's not a movie I'll watch over and over. I do like behind-the-scenes stories as a genre, and so I gave Kenny's book a read. It ping-pongs around, from real-life mobsters to the actors who portrayed them (or their counterparts; many of the movie wiseguys are given fake names) to the moviemakers to their wives, friends, and cab drivers. Kenny writes about the film's origin in a biography of Henry Hill, Wiseguy by Nicholas Pileggi, then about Martin Scorsese's interest in making the movie, creating the first realistic gangster movie ever, and then . . ..

Well, there's a scene-by-scene description of the whole film, page by page, plot summary, set descriptions, actors' line deliveries. And then there are discussions of all the roles each actor ever played in every film they ever acted in. Added is a rundown of all the movies Scorsese directed, co-wrote, acted in, or caught on a Saturday matinee bill when he was a kid. Halfway through I felt smothered red in detail, and I was only halfway through.

Then come lots of overlapping interviews with actors (rather reticent bunch; De Niro and Pesci won't give interviews) the director, the director's then-wife (and producer), critics, real criminals, and assorted others. One big problem is that Kenny includes long passages where people are discussing other people by first names, and he loses me: "So there I was back in New York, and I get a call from Paul, who has a proposal to put to me because he'd met with Susan and Roberto, and they'd read the book by Jim, you know, and Sid thought it would make a good film if I could get Leonardo involved and maybe Vito, so we took a meeting at Elaine's. I really don't like Elaine's, I had bad experiences there...."

I liked learning that Henry Hill "wrote" five books, though his brother confides that "Henry only ever read three books in his life." One of his works, by the way, is a cookbook of Henry's favorite Italian recipes, the kind he ordered in restaurants and cooked for his fellow inmates in prison.

Made Men is interesting at times, confusing at times, irritating at times. Anyway, I read the book.
 
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"A Short History of Nearly Everything 2.0" by Bill Bryson.
Just finished this. It's absolutely marvellous. I may be slightly biased because Bryson is one of my favourite authors, but he's deservedly so.

The language and science is accessible and clear. He makes you laugh while teaching the most profound facts.

A book that teaches you not just the facts, but why and how they became facts, and a book that contains the most delightful facts about who discovered them.
 
Secret Agents Four by Donald J. Sobol (of Encyclopedia Brown authorship)
Pretty good YA story that would seem to be part of a series but I can't find any evidence of that. I think the artist was the same one who drew the EB pictures.
Four teenagers get involved in a potential disastrous incident and alternately muddle up and fix things along the way. A little more serious than one might initially think, with the kids eventually getting shot at, captured, and stuff.
 
House of Many Ways, by Diana Wynne Jones

A YA fantasy and a sequel to Howl’s Moving Castle, this tale centers on Charmain Baker, who is the red-haired daughter of a baker, wears glasses, and reads every book she can get her hands on. She’s a mid-teenager when the local wizard, William Norland, falls seriously ill and her mother and aunt send her to house-sit for the old man when elf EMTs come to take him away for healing. Seems simple on the face of it, but she discovers that the two-room house actually has more space than Mar-a-Lago; when you go through a doorway, you can visit infinite other rooms depending on the way you turn as you step through.

On one level, Charmain is pleased because Great-Uncle William owns shelves of books, treatises on magic, which she can’t wait to read. On the other hand, Charmain’s middle-class but snooty mom has raised her to be a Lady, and she barely knows how to dress herself and has no clue about keeping a house tidy, washing up dishes, or doing laundry. The ailing wizard has left his house in a desperate mess. Oh, well, Charmain can always put on her specs and find a good book. She reads a fairly basic grimoire and decides she’ll cast a spell to let her fly. And to test it, she goes up on a high bluff for her first take-off, the way you do, but before she can leap over it, she comes under attack by a Lubbock, a dreadful purple human-sized insectoid thing. And running from it right off the clff, she discovers she can’t fly but can descend gently.

A little later a boy, Peter, shows up to become Wizard Norland’s apprentice. Alas, he knows no more of housekeeping than Charmain, so they struggle on, gamely trying, but leaving everything in a greater mess than before. They also take care of the wizard’s small dog Waif, who changes gender when he imprints on Charmain and becomes a, you know, lady dog.

Eventually the local king and his court enter the story, Charmain is recruited to help them try to discover the missing Royal Treasury, the heir-apparent, the unpleasant Prince Ludovic, shows up, and Howl and Sophie also come to help out, bringing their toddler Morgan along.

I like the humor and the characters, and it’s pleasant to meet Sophie and Howl again, but when it all comes to a head in the final chapter, everything gets rushed, a villain who’s barely even appeared is polished off perfunctorily, Calcifer the Fire Demon lends a flame, and then it’s over. The different strands of plot seem underdeveloped, so maybe three and a half stars out of five? Nah, make it four. I still love Sophie.
 
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Flitting about various books. Most recently Travis Baldree's Bookshops & Bonedust, the sequel to Legends & Lattes. Fantasy world with bookshop.
Reading Bookshops & Bonedust, perfect when you have a cold (or iwhen you don't), well-written and clever fantasy that doesn't take itself too seriously - the best kind of light entertainment.
 
I'm almost done with William Sheehan's Parallel Lives of Astronomers (Springer, 2024) which compares the lives and works of Percival Lowell Edward Emerson Barnard. It's a wonderful book. Lowell, of course, was the popularize of the ideas that there were canals on Mars that were created by intelligent beings. The canals were optical illusions and to his dying day, in spite of evidence to the contrary, Lowell never ceased to believe. He was from a very wealthy Boston family. He never obtained professional training in astronomy but was a very talented amateur. Barnard, on the other hand, was from an impoverished background. He obtained professional, academic training is astronomy professional astronomer who doubted the reality of the canals all along. Both made major contributions to astronomy. Sheehan weaves the stories of the lives of these two men into the story huge changes that took place in astronomy in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. The story of how Lowell, and others, continued to see the nonexistent canals is a great example of how perception is constructive and can badly mislead anyone.
 
Men At Arms by Terry Pratchett, 1993

OK, I admit it. I've never read any books by Terry Pratchett. So I'm remedying that. I thought I'd start with the one with Sam Vimes' theory of boots, since I've read that excerpt at least. Plus, my son played Corporal Carrot in the play of the book, and I'd seen the play, though a number of years ago. I don't often read fantasy/scifi, but I felt my education was lacking in the Discworld department. And I'm enjoying it a lot, savouring Pratchett's insights and humour.
 
Men At Arms by Terry Pratchett, 1993

OK, I admit it. I've never read any books by Terry Pratchett. So I'm remedying that. I thought I'd start with the one with Sam Vimes' theory of boots, since I've read that excerpt at least. Plus, my son played Corporal Carrot in the play of the book, and I'd seen the play, though a number of years ago. I don't often read fantasy/scifi, but I felt my education was lacking in the Discworld department. And I'm enjoying it a lot, savouring Pratchett's insights and humour.
I am soooo jealous of you, to have all of it in front of you - i've read all of them far too many times, and will have to wait at least a couple of years before I have can reread a few favourites (so pretty much all of them) again.

And he is of course not writing fantasy at all, he's clearly just chronicling life on earth☺️
 
I'm also dipping into:

What If? 10th Anniversary Edition by Randall Monroe (of XKCD fame, another in the echelons of nerd royalty).

Saw this in the bookshop and HAD to have it. Subtitle is, "Serious scientific answers to absurd hypothetical questions".

I managed to miss the first edition, but I wasn't reading much at the time, I'd had a failure in concentration span. Anyone else had one of those breaks from reading?
 
I haven't had breaks from reading, but my habits vary, depending on what is going on around/inside me; if things are bad, I read for comfort only, so either old favourites (Pratchett has gotten me through some really bad times), or the kind of books that do not demand anything of me, excrpt for following the words. But then I need to read in order to concentrate when I feel as if I'm coming apart - watching or listening doesn't work, I need words on paper or a screen.

I think I self-soothe with books. This year has been a bit of a shitstorm, and I have kept buying dead tree, as well as e-, books; having loads of unread books makes me feel safe.

Anyway, I'm glad to hear that you are reading again, Orphia, hope you never have to take a break from books again😊
 
Kiki’s Delivery Service, by Eiko Kadono, translated by Emily Balistrieri

I’ve seen the Studio Ghibli animation, and now I’ve read the novel that Miyazaki kinda-sorta adapted into the film. In both media, Kiki’s adventures have their charms, and I’m not sure that they aren’t equal.

Miyazaki’s version is visually beautiful with stunning backgrounds and characters who are offbeat (in a non-wacky way) and a through story focusing on flying sequences. On the other hand, Kadono’s novel has its own quirky rewards and reads more like a sequence of short stories than a novel.

Kiki is a Japanese girl (in an alternate-universe Japan) who is turning thirteen. Since she’s the daughter of Okino, a folklorist and an ordinary human male, and Kokiri, a kindly witch who specializes in flying and in healing. Kiki, too, is destined to become a witch, and as such she must by tradition leave home at the age of thirteen, move to a different town or city, and develop her own witchy talents. Though she chooses to move to a distant coastal city, she won’t be lonely, because her talking cat, Jiji, will go with her and anyway she can always phone home.

Since witchy powers take their own sweet time to develop, at first Kiki has only one talent: She can fly. With her mother’s old broom, she makes her move, finds a friendly couple who own a bakery, and arranges to rent a small attic room in the flour storage building next to their business. Kiki stumbles into a job she can do. Soon enough, she opens the titular delivery service, providing quick-service deliveries and getting to know the town and its people. Among others, she delivers art for an artist, a knitted belly band for a grandmotherly lady (it fits a steamboat), and a birthday gift from a girl about her own age to a boy about a year older, learning about crushes and flirting. She also has to rescue her broom when an awkward, nerdy boy, Tombo, steals it for a joyride because he’s crazy about the idea of flying.

It's a very pleasant read, and the banter between the young girl and her cat is both funny and endearing. No big-bang adventure, no crescendo of an ending, but as the book closes, Kiki is a year older, back home for a visit, and looking forward to returning to her business, seeing Tombo again, and learning more about life.
 
The Silent Bullet, Arthur B. Reeve
Once a fictional detective rivaling Sherlock Holmes, Craig Kennedy is a forgotten figure. He was the first scientific detective in American mystery literature, a professor of chemistry at Columbia University and a frequent consultant of the NYPD. This initial collection of stories, first published in 1912, is narrated by journalist Walter Jameson, long-time friend of Kennedy and reasonable facsimile of Watson.

The stories mostly involve murders committed by unusual means (arcane poisons, the titular bullet somehow fired without sound, etc. Scientist Kennedy rapidly deduces the chemical and physical properties behind the criminal's methods and thereby identifies the culprit.

Some of the science is faulty, few of the characters have any depth, and the tales become too pat. Worth reading if you are interested in the history of the genre, though.
 
Trying to get into The Women by Kristin Hannah, about female nurses in the Viet Nam war. I've read enough of her books to know they can get pretty emotional, so I'm kind of apprehensive 😅.
 
I haven't had a lot of time over Christmas/New Year for reading but I'm about to begin An Artist of the Floating World by Kazuo Ishiguro, and I have the January book club read which I need to get on with prior to the meeting - Philippa Gregory's The Last Tudor about the Grey sisters and particularly Mary Grey.

I also have the Rev Richard Coles' Murder Before Evensong and A Death in the Parish to read but they look like easy quick reads.

I'm so envious of you having the whole of Pratchett in front of you, Orphia!
 
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Trying to get into The Women by Kristin Hannah, about female nurses in the Viet Nam war. I've read enough of her books to know they can get pretty emotional, so I'm kind of apprehensive 😅.
I keep hearing about that one. Will be interested to hear what you think of it.

I myself am daunted by having 40 more books left to read in the Discworld series. I'm not sure I'll read them all.

I was a bit disappointed by Pratchett's token female character, but I did give Men At Arms 5 stars on goodreads despite that, because of his amazing insights into life in general.
 
The Martian by Andy Weir.

I got three Andy Weir books as a gift, and I started with this one. I'm about halfway through and I'm quite liking it. More detailed than the movie naturally, but very quick to read. Looking forward to finishing and getting into the others .
 
I keep hearing about that one. Will be interested to hear what you think of it.

I myself am daunted by having 40 more books left to read in the Discworld series. I'm not sure I'll read them all.

I was a bit disappointed by Pratchett's token female character, but I did give Men At Arms 5 stars on goodreads despite that, because of his amazing insights into life in general.
If you want good female characters, try the witches (Wyrd sisters, Witches abroad, Lords and ladies, Maskerade, Carpe jugulum, and the ya books about Tiffany and the wee free men). Granny Weatherwax, Nanny Ogg, Magrat and Tiffany are absolutely fabulous☺️ as are the women in his later watch books. And in Monstrous regiment!

And i'd i suggest that you don't read any of his books after Wintersmith (except for I shall wear midnight). Read about the witches, and the watch, and if you get hooked, as so many of us are, then perhaps continue with Pyramids and Small gods (by then you'll probably be addicted, and read every word he ever wrote, but the later books, after Wintersmith, are just sad; they were written after his alzheimer's set in, and it's quite obvious).
 
The Lone Ranger Rides, Fran Striker

This isn’t the first novel about the masked man written by Fran Striker. In fact, it came out in 1941, five years after the first book, by Gaylord Dubois (The Lone Ranger), and after Striker himself had published four additional novels about the Ranger. Those first five were all aimed at a younger audience and published by thrifty Grosset and Dunlap, as were thirteen later Grosset titles by Striker. All are adaptations from radio scripts written by Striker. The Lone Ranger Rides came out from the more upscale publisher G.P. Putnam’s Sons and probably was intended to introduce a series for an adult readership.

Now, about the lead character: Fran Striker had begun as a Buffalo, NY, newspaper writer and playwright. During the Depression, he moved into writing for radio and soon became a story machine, producing hundreds of scripts for dozens of radio shows each year. Typically, the man wrote 60,000 words a week, including the radio scripts, a daily cartoon strip, biographies, nvoels, and newspaper work. One of his earlier continuing series was Covered Wagon Days, a Western.

Eventually Striker wound up working exclusively for George Trendle, co-owner of WXYZ in Detroit and of a nascent Midwestern radio network. Paid $7.50 per script, or $37.50 a week for a half-hour series, Striker juggled five or six series at a time. The fourth or fifth he created for Trendle recycled the Covered Wagon Days plots but centered on the Lone Ranger. It made an immediate hit, and in 1934 Trendle pressured Striker to sell him full rights in the show and the character for a magnificent $10.00. By 1939 The Lone Ranger alone brought Trendle a million dollars a year in profits, while Striker continued to work on straight salary, no royalties, not even for his newer show The Green Hornet, featuring the great nephew of the Ranger.

This is more interesting than the novel. As with comic-book superheroes today, the Ranger was rebooted over and over again, and the novel is at least the third re-telling of the character’s origin. Some elements remain the same in each iteration: Six Texas Rangers ambushed, five killed, one barely surviving and rescued by indeterminate-tribe Native American Tonto (“You Lone Ranger now”), and a villain named Cavendish is behind it all. Details are all over the map. The book’s plot is messy, with not just one Cavendish but a whole passel of ‘em. The Ranger is repeatedly wounded, shot in the thigh and foot, ribs broken, and so on, but Tonto has miracle good medicine, and after a night of rest he’s right as rain. There’s a maiden in distress, about ten bad guys who aren’t always bad but only going along with the gag, just pretending to be bad for, uh, reasons. The Ranger is always jumping into the saddle and riding off to somewhere or other, usually on a hunch, and his hunches are always right. Plot threads dangle at the end, but the damsel’s OK.

The reason the novel didn’t have adult-level sequels, I expect, is that writing at the pace he did, Striker created very pulpy prose. Tonto’s a stereotype, speaking in that awful mock-Indian dialect (“You thinkum he guilty?”). Coincidences appear on every other page. A guy named Wallie in one place is Willie in another. And it all ends in an improbable shoot-out, of course. Differences between this version and earlier ones are everywhere (no Butch Cavendish here, no Kemosabe nickname, the Ranger gets no name at all*, there is no slaughtered brother to avenge. Alternates to all these feature in the radio show). I think these just might have been Striker’s way of reclaiming some ownership of the concept and earning a bit of money without Trendle taking the lion’s share.
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*Trivia question: what is the Lone Ranger’s real name?

A: Allen King. Bill Andrews. Luke Hartman. No-First-Name Reid. John Reid. Each of these is mentioned as the Ranger’s true identity in various media.
 

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