Reading, Watching, Listening
READINGLook at me reading. What a guy! I have books up to my eyeballs at the moment, and some of them seem set to fill my heart with delight. I'm particularly looking forward to Prentice and Weil's Devil's Blood. Yes, the cover. Yes, the title. But mainly because the first book was such a blast. That one's out only today, by the way! But I'd advise you read Black Arts first.
And of course, I'll have to read Joe Abercrombie's Sharp Ends. I haven't missed one of his yet. Cynical, snarky, brutal, selfish fantasy. There's a map this time. Who knew?
Finally, and a bit off the beaten track for me, is another YA from my publishers David Fickling Books. Liz Flanagan's Eden Summer has had reviewers foaming at the mouth, and I figured, why shouldn't I get to do a bit of drooling too?
WATCHING
I'm sorry Vinyl has come to an end. Devastated to see the back of Better Call Saul. Mildly discommoded by the end of The Knick. What has replaced them? Things. Or to be more precise: shows that may be defined as "Gentle Slacker Comedies", or what a friend of mine calls, "Loser Porn".
Netflix's Love brought enjoyment into my home, but I'm not quite sure how. I still can't explain why I liked it, so please don't ask. It's very explicit, by the way, if you were thinking of watching it in the company of your priest, pastor, immam or rabbi. Unless any of these also represent Aphrodite or better, Dionysus.
In a similar vein -- and excuse the pun -- is BBC's Scrotal Recall, also showing on Netflix. As with Love, it's a tale of gentle comedy, improbable couplings and mild heartbreak. No minds will be blown. No ribs will be broken due to explosive laughter, but, you know, fun. Ish.
LISTENING
As usual, I'm storming through the podcasts. New to my roster is the Revolutions history podcast with Mike Duncan. It's not as entertaining as HardCore History, but it follows a regular schedule. I learned a metric tonne of information about the English Civil War, and, in spite of being Irish, I even came away with respect for Oliver Cromwell.Now, I'm up to the Haitian slave revolt and this one is amazing; shocking; fascinating.
AOB
Other than that? How're you?
And of course, I'll have to read Joe Abercrombie's Sharp Ends. I haven't missed one of his yet. Cynical, snarky, brutal, selfish fantasy. There's a map this time. Who knew?
Finally, and a bit off the beaten track for me, is another YA from my publishers David Fickling Books. Liz Flanagan's Eden Summer has had reviewers foaming at the mouth, and I figured, why shouldn't I get to do a bit of drooling too?
WATCHING
I'm sorry Vinyl has come to an end. Devastated to see the back of Better Call Saul. Mildly discommoded by the end of The Knick. What has replaced them? Things. Or to be more precise: shows that may be defined as "Gentle Slacker Comedies", or what a friend of mine calls, "Loser Porn".
Netflix's Love brought enjoyment into my home, but I'm not quite sure how. I still can't explain why I liked it, so please don't ask. It's very explicit, by the way, if you were thinking of watching it in the company of your priest, pastor, immam or rabbi. Unless any of these also represent Aphrodite or better, Dionysus.
In a similar vein -- and excuse the pun -- is BBC's Scrotal Recall, also showing on Netflix. As with Love, it's a tale of gentle comedy, improbable couplings and mild heartbreak. No minds will be blown. No ribs will be broken due to explosive laughter, but, you know, fun. Ish.
LISTENING
As usual, I'm storming through the podcasts. New to my roster is the Revolutions history podcast with Mike Duncan. It's not as entertaining as HardCore History, but it follows a regular schedule. I learned a metric tonne of information about the English Civil War, and, in spite of being Irish, I even came away with respect for Oliver Cromwell.Now, I'm up to the Haitian slave revolt and this one is amazing; shocking; fascinating.
AOB
Other than that? How're you?
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