Status Updates From The Future of Another Timeline

Got this for Hanukkah from a friend who knows me well...excited to see what’s up with it!

I am sticking with this so far, but the narrator is jumping on my last nerve.

"Does it taste like lobster or spider? "

Gabi! J'accuse!

Haha!

Hopefully done tomorrow. And then brain bleach.

Okay. Small break. I want to finish this by tomorrow, and it's really good but also it's giving me wind burn on my brain.

So, like, every trigger warning. The only thing I haven't seen yet is spiders, but the way this is going, I'm just gonna give it time.

*green around the gills*

I think I might be sick. This is horror a la Butler, with different weapons.

Oh man. I'm getting very strong "Word for World is Forest" vibes except aimed at the conflicts of now, rather than Vietnam.

After this, I'm taking a mental health break from dark books.

Several trips to and from Flin Flon in 1893 that are merely mentions meanwhile a canoe trip of several days would have taken place. But thr Flin Flon of Presant day is bustling!

I like this so far.

Beth’s father’s treatment of her is the scariest thing I’ve read in a long time. Awful.

"You are on the wrong side of history."

"I have the data right here." C.L. patted their chest.
"You memorized it?"
"No, of course not. That's insane. I uploaded it to my shirt."

"I learned Atomic Age English from historical romances. Nobody asks questions when a woman watches ancient love stories about heterosexuality."

"This guy is a shitstain of epic proportions."

"Let's get a paper and see who's playing."

And now I was here, feeling almost as shitty as I used to when I was murdering people with my friends.

"Cone of silence, okay?"

"You change a man's mind by showing him a good time."

She'd found a seat next to an elderly man with hamster-sized muttonchops, who kept glancing at her as if she were a radish come inexplicably and irritatingly to life.

The morning after I came out to Aseel and Soph as a traveler, I navigated between a headache, yet another carriage full of ostriches, and monumental chunks of Ferris wheel to reach the Algerian Theater.

No shack, no tappers, nothing. With training, a person could use stones to pound the Machine interface and return to their present. ... To go further, I took the Machines at Raqmu and Attirampakkam, discovered thousands of years ago. (= useful for people unskilled at rhythmic rock pounding, if needing to travel BCE...)

"Miners had stumbled on the Flin Flon Time Machine only fifteen years before, making it the most recently discovered of the five known Machines. That meant travelers who used Flin Flon to go back further than 1878 found themselves alone on a rocky outcropping next to a beautiful lake.

As per usual I’m too dumb to follow along a time travel plot, but it’s definitely entertaining!

This book literally has no right to be this amazing. Because you know, that's the edited timeline of women's rights we are in right now. No right to be this good. I am going slower than I'd like because I am luxuriating in the seamless historical research baked into this, and stopping to google the real history as opposed to the cleverly "edited" versions in this. Also, Senator Harriet Tubman forever!

1/8/2020
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I'm loving how thought out the time travel mechanics are. The details are well placed, making me flip back and reread passages with new understanding.

1/7/2020
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Read 69 pages. Nice.

This was really, really good! It struck hard and cut deep.

Good one!

I'm still totally sucked into this one. I fear I have to stay up late and finish it today. ^^' This was meant as my audiobook for a week ...