The Curse Of Chalion

I can’t remember where this was recommended to me as an excellent fantasy novel by a female writer whose work is in danger of being overlooked these days, but it made enough of an impression that I bought this when I saw it at library book sale near my house. Unfortunately, Ms. Bujold will boy get royalties on the dollar I gave the Southeast library. Fortunately, I did get a good book. I devoured it as quickly as I could over the first few days that I had it.

A damaged hero. A princess (not meant for the hero; but he has his own love interest, holding a more suitably lesser status). Interesting and brutal (though not unnecessarily grim) politics and a religious system that I suspect George R.R. Martin of having borrowed from and an interesting magical ecosystem. The setting, despite stabs at new nomenclature, is basic western medieval. The ending drags on, but that’s not the worst sin.

‘Love’s Labours Lost’ Or, A Child’s First Shakespeare

The little one saw her first Shakespeare play last night: Love’s Labours Lost.

If you have ever read this blog before (and ninety percent of you who have are my mother), then you know how much I love the edifice and institution that is the Folger Shakespeare Library and how unsurprising it is that her first experience of live theater (we are not including Frozen on Ice) would be there.

It is not his finest play, but there is some of Shakespeare’s most elegant language and some of his most arch sex jokes. While the more than usually high language passed her by, she loved watching the performances and madcap antics (and costumes).

The Fifth Risk

I’m done. I’m done reading the nonfiction of the Trump area. I never used to read ‘current events’ because the facts become dated so quickly and the analysis appears facile mere months later. I should return to that stance having read two Trump books this year.

The Fifth Risk is a book of brief biographies of immensely intelligent, talented, and important people rendered useless by a series of incompetent and malicious appointees without the least desire of what government agencies do (Do you know that the main responsibility of the Department of Energy is making sure that nuclear materials and technology don’t fall into the wrong hands? Because no one in the Trump administration did and probably no one still does.).

In terms of Trump appointees, like Gary Cohn and Rob Porter in Woodward’s Fear, anyone who is not actively trying to destroy the Republic through Sith Lord levels of malice or Star Wars prequels levels of raw stupidity becomes a de facto hero and while I believe it, I… I… I just can’t. I can’t.

I’m reading Gore Vidal and another biography of Thomas Jefferson now because I refuse to spend any more time, for the time being, amongst such stupid, stupid people.