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The Quaker drama continues- and at two o'clock this morning I was turning over in my head all the histrionic things I could do to contribute to the mayhem. Lord, but I was going to cut a figure! But two o'clock is the wolf hour- when one is at one's lowest and stupidest- and one shouldn't take anything one thinks too seriously. So I told myself "Silence, silence silence, void, void, void"- and went back to sleep.

There's a Meeting scheduled for Saturday which is open to all those who were upset by the drama. I'm thinking of it as "Philippi" because that's what comes after the death of Caesar.

troisoiseaux

Finished Cloistered: My Years as a Nun by Catherine Coldstream, which is, as it says on the tin, a memoir about the author's twelve years (1989-2002?) in a strict Carmelite monastery* in the north of England, and HOO BOY. This read like a slow-motion (and then very fast) car crash I couldn't look away from, possibly not in the way you would expect from a memoir by an ex-nun that begins with her literally fleeing into the night to escape— her issues with monastic life seemed to be more interpersonal than institutional? For one thing, apparently Coldstream - who converted to Catholicism after losing her father and another close relative in her early 20s and was immediately like I want to spend the rest of my life as a Bride of Christ in a particularly austere, silent, cloistered order - struck the other nuns as being A Bit Weirdly Intense and Emotional; for another, there was kind of a The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie thing going on with a charismatic (in the usual, secular sense) prioress who cultivated a clique of loyalists and indulged her favored mentees while icing out others (i.e., Coldstream). ( ... ) On the other hand, the fundamental issue was institutional: the culture of self-sacrifice/self-denial/self-abasement and total obedience to God's will - and its flip side, that any doubt is temptation that must be overcome - is the reason she stayed for years even though she started to see the red flags before officially taking her vows. (On a third hand, Coldstream still seems pretty pro- the overall institution of the Catholic church...?) So, yeah. A fascinating, somewhat baffling read.

* Apparently the distinction is not that monastery = monks and convent = nuns, as I'd always assumed, but that a monastery is "a strictly 'enclosed' or secluded house of prayer rather than an active convent, from which nuns might typically go out to teach."

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tamaranth

2025/182: Strange Pictures — Uketsu

Adults can draw what they see, the real thing, in their pictures. Children, though, draw the “idea” of what appears in their heads. [p. 82]

Translated from the Japanese by Jim Rion, this short illustrated novel seems at first to be three tenuously-connected novellas. The first begins with a blog on which a man posts some pictures drawn by his wife, who died in childbirth. Each picture has a number... The second story is about a small boy who draws a picture of the apartment block where he lives, and scribbles out the windows of his home. And the third pertains to a grisly unsolved murder mystery, and the implications of the sketch found with the corpse. Gradually, it becomes clear that these are all the same story, or at least all revolve around the same individual.

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ada_hoffmann

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Hi all,

I’m so excited to show you the finished cover for IGNORE ALL PREVIOUS INSTRUCTIONS:

Cover of the book IGNORE ALL PREVIOUS INSTRUCTIONS by Ada Hoffmann. The title is written in bright, colorful block letters and the author's name is below it in a handwriting-like font. A tiny robot peeks out from the "S" at the end of "Instructions." Below the title and author there is a cartoon depiction of the planet Jupiter, against a starry background, with a cartoon spaceship flying up from it. There is a small Jolly Roger flag on the spaceship.

Tachyon Publications is sending it out on blast across all their social media accounts at the same time that I send this email – but I wanted to make sure you saw it right away!

Isn’t it cute? The art is by Elizabeth Story. I love the planet and the little robot peeking out from behind the letters. I love the Jolly Roger on the little spaceship. I love the way the handwriting-y font, on my name, softens the sci-fi aesthetic a little. We went back and forth with different versions for a while – one version had the title spelled out on a rainbow colored keyboard, which was also adorable, but we couldn’t quite get it to fit into book cover dimensions in a way that looked right.

IGNORE is also up already on Edelweiss and Netgalley – so if you’re on one of those websites and you’re dying to read and review the book before anyone else does, requests are now open! If you have reviewed my books before and you don’t end up getting a copy from one of those places, please feel free to get in touch with me directly, as I have some e-ARCs I can directly share.

And here’s the updated blurb from the press kit that my publicist at Tachyon put together:

A script supervisor for an AI media conglomerate is caught between her intense need for an orderly life and her deeper, darker queer desires. From the creator of the Outside trilogy, a heartfelt interplanetary epic of identity, longing, and a space pirate who smuggles inappropriate stories.

Kelli Reynolds loves creating stories more than anything in the world. But on Callisto, a generative AI company called Inspiration owns everything, including all the media, and only Inspiration determines which stories can be told.

Kelli has a rare and coveted job where her autism is to her advantage: She precisely edits AI output into “appropriate” stories for Inspiration’s massive TV audience. Her proudest creation is the pirate Orlando—a dashing do-gooder based on stories she used to tell friends.

Reenter Kelli’s ex-boyfriend Rowan, the person Kelli based Orlando on. Back when they were teenagers, their relationship was a secret. Kelli had thought that Rowan, a trans man, was her schoolmate Am, a girl.

Rowan is tangled up in the black market after he needed to get money for gender reassignment surgery. He needs Kelli’s help with something . . . illegal. So, now Kelli has to decide: Will she risk the safe, tidy story of her life now for the world she once wished for? What would Orlando do?

Passionate, dangerous, and tender, Ignore All Previous Instructions is a sweeping, poignant novel about censorship, forbidden love, and growing up.

minoanmiss

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osprey_archer

I figured some of you would be interested in Newbery books with Jewish themes, so I’ve made a list. (As usual, it’s entirely possible I’ve forgotten some, since I’ve been reading this books for nigh on thirty years.)

1931: Agnes Hewes’ Spice and the Devil’s Cave. A kindly older Jewish couple help matchmake our hero and heroine and also lend money to the king of Portugal for voyages of exploration. (The modern reader may have a low opinion of voyages of exploration, but in Hewes’ eyes these are very much a Good Thing.) The entire Jewish community gets kicked unjustly out of Portugal.

1941. Kate Seredy’s The Singing Tree features not only a kindly Jewish shopkeeper but an extended musing on how Hungary was formed when everyone - Hungarian landowners, Jewish shopkeepers, some third group that I’m forgetting right now - came together as one. This is a building block toward the book’s central theme: not only are all the people of Hungary one, but in fact all human beings on this earth are one, and therefore can’t we stop tormenting each other with the horrors of war? (A cri de coeur in 1941.)

Then a trifecta of short story collections, written in Yiddish by Isaac Bashevis Singer and then translated into English: Zlateh the Goat and Other Stories (1967), The Fearsome Inn (1968) (actually a short story made into a picture book), and When Schlemiel Went to Warsaw and Other Stories (1969). Stories of eastern European Jewish life, often very funny or with a supernatural twist.

Then in 1970, the Newbery committee followed this up with Sulamith Ish-kashor’s Our Eddie (Jewish life in the Lower East Side in the 1900s) AND Johanna Reiss’s hiding-from-the-Nazis memoir The Upstairs Room. Another Holocaust memoir followed in 1982: Aranka Siegal’s Upon the Head of the Goat: A Childhood in Hungary 1939-1944.

2008: Laura Amy Schlitz’s Good Masters! Sweet Ladies!: Voices from a Medieval Village is a series of poetic monologues told by different members of a medieval village, including a Jewish child.

2017: In Adam Gidwitz’s The Inquisitor’s Tale: Or, The Three Magical Children and Their Holy Dog, the narration rotates between the three magical children, one of whom is Jewish. (I would be remiss if I didn’t take this opportunity to plug Gidwitz’s Max in the House of Spies and Max in the Land of Lies, even though they’re not Newbery books. Yet. Max in the Land of Lies is eligible for 2026! Just putting that out there, Newbery committee!

Most recently, Ruth Behar’s 2025 Across So Many Seas is a generational saga of a Sephardic Jewish family, based loosely on Behar’s own family history. The story begins in the 1400s when the family is forced to leave Spain, then continues in the 1900s when a daughter of the family emigrates to Cuba for an arranged marriage. (Behar based this section on her own grandmother’s story, which she recounts in the afterword. The real story seems much more romantic than the tale Behar told to tell instead, which is such a strange choice.) Her daughter becomes a brigadista teaching peasants how to read until she emigrates to the US, and then her daughter vacations in Spain which the family was forced to flee so many generations before.

Edited to add:

landofnowhere pointed out that I forgot Lois Lowry's Number the Stars, which is both embarrassing and inexplicable because I read that approximately 500 times as a child, and have reread it at least twice as an adult.

And also E. L. Konigsburg's The View from Saturday, but that one is much less embarrassing, as I read that book once and remember nothing except the fact that I didn't understand any of it. (And also during the quiz bowl at the end, the judges would allow posh to count as an acronym, but not tip. Why did this stick with me? The human mind is a mystery.)

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larryhammer

For Poetry Monday:

War Is Kind, Stephen Crane

Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind.
Because your lover threw wild hands toward the sky
And the affrighted steed ran on alone,
Do not weep.
War is kind.

Hoarse, booming drums of the regiment,
Little souls who thirst for fight,
These men were born to drill and die.
The unexplained glory flies above them,
Great is the battle-god, great, and his kingdom—
A field where a thousand corpses lie.

Do not weep, babe, for war is kind.
Because your father tumbled in the yellow trenches,
Raged at his breast, gulped and died,
Do not weep.
War is kind.

Swift, blazing flag of the regiment,
Eagle with crest of red and gold,
These men were born to drill and die.
Point for them the virtue of slaughter,
Make plain to them the excellence of killing
And a field where a thousand corpses lie.

Mother whose heart hung humble as a button
On the bright splendid shroud of your son,
Do not weep.
War is kind.

Crane knew how to write creepy af.

---L.

Subject quote from The Court of the Crimson King, King Crimson.

poliphilo

Picture Diary 108

1. A new kind of apple tree

2. The first snow

3. Homunculus

4. Incarnation

5 The golden birds

6. Robin

poliphilo

Our weather has been coming up from Spain but there's been a switcheroo and now it's coming down from the arctic- or so I'm told. Yesterday was warm (for the time of year) and damp and misty, today we have clear skies and there's a nip in the air.

There was ugliness at the Quaker Area Meeting yesterday. I won't go into details but the Area Clerk was pushed into resigning and those who had brought about their fall were inclined to crow about it. I was reminded of that scene in Julius Caesar where Brutus stands up at Caesar's funeral and lectures a shocked populace on how justified and virtuous it was of him to murder his friend. The chief crower was told (but in slightly more Quakerly terms) to shut the fuck up- and consequently left the meeting in a snit.

Friends are not supposed to carry on like this but (who knew?) they are actually just people....

The Meeting was held in the Lewes Meeting House- which is one of the old ones- with 1784 written over the door. The Meeting room is classic Quaker- a shoe box with big windows set high in the wall so Friends wouldn't be distracted by the passing scene- and a balcony at one end. There is new development round the back of the building, recently completed- which is modern, chaste and in keeping. There is also a sweet little front garden with gravestones. Wish I'd taken my camera.....

kaffy_r

Music Meme, Day 11

A song that reminds you of summertime:

The moment I read this, a completely inappropriate song - Mungo Jerry's "In the Summertime" - was right there in the front of my mind. I know why; I heard it during the summer between Grade 9 and Grade 10, when friction between my Granddad and me made my Mum and Nana decide to send me to stay with my Great Aunt Bobbie at her summer cottage in Shediac, New Brunswick.

There were a fair number of teens spending their summer at Shediac, and so I got a chance to do a lot of things which, while not completely inappropriate, did involve youthful parties with beer and dope. I managed to stay out of the kind of trouble that would have forced Bobbie to report on things back home. And "In the Summertime" was the song I remember most fondly, despite it being problematic these days.

Of course I got older, and learned other summer songs, not least of which were the many versions of Gershwin's Summertime - too many from which for me to choose for this meme.

There was one more summertime song that I fell in love with, and which I associate with my love of Bob and of my adopted city. (Those of you who know Bob may spot at least one of the reasons.) So I give you Summer In The City.

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Here are the previous days: Day 1, Day 2, Day 3, Day 4, Day 5, Day 6, Day 7, Day 8, Day 9, Day 10

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Music: Mungo Jerry "In the Summertime"

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starlady

I ran the Berkeley Half Marathon 10K again today. Contrary to my ambitions, my time this year was even slower than last year, although still more than 30 seconds/mile better than my worst-ever showing in 2022. I think part of it is that I really didn't put enough training in over the last month for various reasons. And yet my split times actually came down by nearly 10 seconds/mile over the course of the run per the tracking, which does seem to show that I've gotten better at the downhills.

So yeah, I'm not particularly satisfied with this result, but on the other hand I was once again physically pretty okay afterwards, not completely destroyed like I used to be. I haven't done a great job at integrating 8K or 10K runs into my training plans over the past year, so I think a clear goal is to start doing an 8K run regularly and ideally aim for a 10K once a month or so. And I've also bowed to the inevitable and acknowledged that my shoes really only last eight months at the outside--I bought a hardly used pair of shoes on eBay the other day so I'm looking forward to new ones.

I haven't gotten a race shirt since 2019 because I have more than enough running shirts, and amusingly now that's apparently old enough to qualify as vintage--one woman in the corral was asking me about the shirt, and another dude gave me a fist bump mid-race because we were both wearing the shirts. Pleasingly enough, the "loyal runner" gift this year was actually useful: a running hat that I wore in today's race. Previous gifts have been mostly...more T-shirts...which seems to defeat the purpose of not getting a race shirt.

One final bit of shenanigans: I left the bike station after parking my bike and the keypad went dark behind me. I figured I would deal with that after running the 10K, and the eventual answer (after "Someone else called about this earlier!") was "I dunno, no one's answering because it's Sunday." "Yes, a day of the week." (The entire premise of the bike station is 24/7 access to cardholders.) The dude swore up and down I would get a call back about the keypad status, which of course I didn't, so tomorrow I will have to call them because a) it's not difficult to get back down to the bike station, but I'm not making the trip unless I know I can retrieve my bike; and b) I want a refund of the money I've unwillingly spent on it being locked in there. Overall BikeLink is great! But the edge cases where there's a problem have, in my experience, been extremely annoying. Luckily I was able to call my roommate to come pick me up, so at least that worked out.

conuly

"It's set in a time when things were hard for black people in America" - a line which so flabbergasted me that I don't think I ever figured out what to say.

But this one may have topped it!

"The story is about a black girl, somewhere between 8 and 16 years old, from a black family."

...I'm dying to ask why they think they need to specify that this girl is the same race as everybody else in her family, when that's usually how this works. There's no indication in the rest of the post that we might have reason to think she's not.

kenjari

Tess of the Road
by Rachel Hartman

This character-driven fantasy novel is set in the same world as Hartman's earlier Seraphina series, and takes place a few years after the events in those two books. Tess is Seraphina's half-sister. Tess has always been a bit of a wild child, prone to mischief and of a temperament at odds with becoming the proper, modest, demure young woman her puritanically pious mother wants her to be. Having endured some traumatic experiences at a young age, Tess grows into a troubled young woman. After she makes a scene at her twin sister's wedding, her disapproving family gives her a terrible choice between entering a convent or serving her sister as a lady in waiting and eventual governess. Tess rebels against both options and runs away, disguised as a boy. When she runs into Pathka, an old friend, she joins him on his quest to find the mythical World Serpent. On the road, Tess finds she must face her traumas and troubles and come to terms with them.
I thoroughly enjoyed this novel. Hartman's writing and setting are very rich and compelling - I was always completely drawn into the story and the characters. Tess' adventures are varied and often exciting. She makes friends and has encounters that help her to see a wider world and to gain new understanding of her past. She finally begins to heal from it and to move forward. Tess could be a very frustrating character as she made plenty of bad decisions and lashed out at people. But she was also someone I could always root for and empathize with, especially her process of growing, healing, and finally figuring out her own path.

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luzula

I read some books!

What Fresh Hell Is This? by Heather Corinna (2021)
About perimenopause and menopause. Well, I guess I learned things? It did all feel like a huge and intimidating list of possible symptoms to get, and I don't know yet how it'll shake out for me. But I guess one advantage of knowing what's possible is that it will help me connect the dots when/if various things do happen.

A Nobleman's Guide to Seducing a Scoundrel by K J Charles (2023)
Hmm, hm. Meh. I thought I'd try something that's supposed to be self-indulgent, and this was certainly page-turney enough, but did not really zing for me. I can't tell if it's just that my reading is still far from my previous baseline, or whether this would not have been my favorite Charles in any case. Somehow I could not keep from comparing this to others of her books and seeing commonalities in the types of characters and relationships she often writes, and thus not being entirely able to see the characters as people of their own.

Not a book, but I thought the blog series Life, Work, Death, and the Peasant by the historian Bret Deveraux was interesting. It models the life and labor of pre-modern peasants, using sources from ancient Rome and medieval Europe. And I do mean modeling, trying to estimate such things as the number of pregnancies a woman would have on average, and the number of hours worked on various tasks. It really hammers home that while yes, I do live on a farm now, and I do over time want to try to produce more of the food we eat, there is so much labor pre-modern peasants did that I don't have to do. The amount of time women spent on textile production (mostly spinning) is unbelievable. And I didn't know the medieval spinning wheel is about three times more productive than the spindle of antiquity! Carrying water (back-breaking work!), washing by hand, etc. Obviously I knew people did these things by hand, but it's so interesting seeing estimates of the time it took.

I do think modern civilization is hugely wasteful of energy and materials, but can we not find some appropriate level of energy use and technology? Pumping water for household use, and spinning thread with machines: yes, great use of energy and technology. \o/ Mining bitcoins: nope, terrible use of energy and technology. /o\

mrissa

William Alexander, Sunward. A charming planetary SF piece with very carefully done robots. Loved this, put it on my list to get several people for Christmas.

Ann Wolbert Burgess and Steven Matthew Constantine, Expert Witness: The Weight of Our Testimony When Justice Hangs in the Balance. I picked this up from a library display table, and I was disappointed in it. It isn't actually very much theory of the use of expert witnesses in the American legal system. Mostly it's about Burgess's personal experiences of being an expert witness in famous trials. She sure was involved in a lot of the famous trials of my lifetime! Each of which you can get a very distant recap of! So if that's your thing, go to; I know a lot of people like "true crime" and this seems adjacent.

Steve Burrows, A Siege of Bitterns. I wanted to fall in love with this series of murders featuring a birder detective. Alas, it was way more sexist than its fairly recent publication date could support--nothing jaw-dropping, lots of small things, enough that I won't be continuing to read the series.

Andrea Long Chu, Authority: Essays. Mostly interesting, and wow does she have an authoritative voice without having an authoritarian one, which is sometimes my complaint about books that are mostly literary criticism.

David Downing, Zoo Station. A spy novel set in Berlin (and other places) just before the outbreak of WWII. I liked but didn't love it--it was reasonably rather than brilliantly written/characterized, though the setting details were great--so I will probably read a few more from the library rather than buying more.

Kate Elliott, The Nameless Land. Discussed elsewhere.

Michael Dylan Foster, The Book of Yokai. Analysis of Japanese supernatural creatures in historical context, plus a large illustrated compendium of examples. A reference work rather than one to sit and read at length.

Michael Livingston, Bloody Crowns: A New History of the Hundred Years War. Extensive and quite good; when the maps for a book go back to the 400s and he takes a moment to say that we're not thinking enough of the effects of the Welsh, I will settle in and feel like I'm in good hands. Livingston's general idea is that the conflict in question meaningfully lasted longer than a hundred years, and he makes a quite strong argument on the earlier side and...not quite as strong on the later side, let's say. But still glad to have it around, yay.

Michael T. Osterholm and Mark Olshaker, The Big One: How We Must Prepare for Future Deadly Pandemics. Also a disappointment. If you've been listening to science news in this decade, you'll know most of this stuff. Osterholm and Olshaker are also miss a couple of key points that shocked me and blur their own political priorities with scientific fact in a fairly careless way. I'd give this one a miss.

Valencia Robin, Lost Cities. Poems, gorgeous and poignant and wow am I glad that I found these, thanks to whichever bookseller at Next Chapter wrote that shelf-talker.

Dana Simpson, Galactic Unicorn. These collections of Phoebe & Her Unicorn strips are very much themselves. This is one to the better end of how they are themselves, or maybe I was very much in the mood for it when I read it. Satisfyingly what it is.

Amanda Vaill, Pride and Pleasure: The Schuyler Sisters in an Age of Revolution. If you were hoping for a lot of detail on And Peggy!, your hope is in vain here, the sisters of the title are very clearly Angelica and Eliza only. Vaill does a really good job with their lives and contexts, though, and is one of the historians who manages to convey the importance of Gouverneur Morris clearly without having to make a whole production of it. (I mean, if Hamilton gets a whole production, why not Gouverneur Morris, but no one asked me.)

Amy Wilson, Snowglobe. MG fantasy with complicated friend relationships for grade school plus evil snowglobes. Sure yes absolutely, will keep reading Wilson as I can get her stuff.

Jane Ziegelman and Andrew Coe, A Square Meal: A Culinary History of the Great Depression. This went interestingly into the details of what people were eating and what other people thought they should be eating, in ways that ground a lot of culinary history for the rest of the century to follow. Ziegelman and Coe either are a bit too ready to believe that giving people enough to eat makes them less motivated to work or were not very careful with their phrasing, so take those bits with a grain of salt, but in general if you want to know what people were eating (and with how many grains of salt!) in the US at the time, this is interesting and worth the time.

umadoshi

Reading: Recently finished: Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil (Schwab, V.E.), Confidence (Frumkin, Rafael), and Hemlock & Silver (Kingfisher, T.).

Currently reading: Still working through Almost Everything: Notes on Hope (Lamott, Anne) and most of the way through Metal from Heaven (Clarke, August).

scruloose and I have passed the halfway mark on listening to Network Effect, and haven't watched anything since that's occupying our "watch/listen to something together" time.

Weathering: Well, the weather sure has noticed it's November! This is not the first gray wet day we've had, and while yesterday kindly didn't rain on us when we went out erranding, it was down near the freezing mark (and had gone below overnight).

Eating:

scruloose and I have a delicious go-to Indian place, but both it and our fallback spot too universally have onions in everything for them to be good choices for Ginny, so periodically when she and Kas are over we gamble on an Indian spot that none of us have tried. ( butter chicken sadness )

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poliphilo - Philippi
troisoiseaux - Cloistered - Catherine Coldstream
chestnut_pod - Low-effort ballet posting
minoanmiss - Tomato Sauce Recall, Massachusetts
tamaranth - 2025/182: Strange Pictures — Uketsu
ada_hoffmann - Ignore All Previous Cover Reveals!
minoanmiss - Four of Note
osprey_archer - Newbery Books with Jewish Themes
minoanmiss - Hyperphantasia
larryhammer - “the black queen chants a funeral march/cracked brass bells will ring/to summon back the fire witch”
poliphilo - Picture Diary 108
poliphilo - Area Meeting
kaffy_r - Dept. of Memes
minoanmiss - Tiny bubbles... in the brain...
starlady - Forwards and backwards
conuly - I think I may have seen something in /r/whatsthatbook more baffling than
kenjari - Book Review
luzula - Recent reading
mrissa - Books read, early November
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