I’ve read a weird mix this summer — silly stuff to get over the high stress times of covid, climate change, and school re-starting — like Crimson Shore by Preston and Childs, and Agatha Raisin mysteries by M.C. Beaton, and absolutely anything by Gail Carriger (vampires, werewolves, fashion,and finishing schools!)
I have also been rereading all the Murderbot books by Martha Wells, because what is better when you feel overwhelmed than to read about someone who indulges in media when overwhelmed?
To calm myself down at bedtime, I’ve been reading quantum theory — what’s more likely to send you to sleep than “spooky action at a distance”? Beyond Biocentrism by Robert Lanza is full of QT (without the math). More fictional but also filled with QT is The Eleventh Gate by Nancy Kress.
In the car, I listened to How to Catch a Bogle by Catherine Jinks, read in so many fabulous accents by Mandy Williams.
I’ve been making my way slowly through The Day the World Stops Shopping by J.B. MacKinnon and The Year of the Nurse by Cassandra Alexander. Both are excellent nonfiction, but so depressing that I can only read bits at a time.
I read The Hemlock Cup by Bettany Hughes to help me write a short story about Xanthippe, the wife of Socrates.
Scares for the future were provided by S.B. Divya in Machinehood — much too believable to be comforting, but so well-written.
And finally, hope for the future was provided by Becky Chambers with The Galaxy, and the Ground Within. I aspire to be as kind, hopeful, and hard-working as Ouloo.
All in all it was a good summer for reading, and books– as usual — got me through some difficult days.
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