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Last night I was tired so I went to bed at a reasonable hour for me, around 1am.

But I had a flareup of sciatica. Took ibuprofen but it wasn't doing anything. No way to lie that didn't hurt, no stretching helped. I was able to sit, so I took up the book I was about halfway through, Truth in Advertising, by John Kenney. After two hours of no change I took a dose of acetaminophen. While waiting for that to work, I kept reading.

And the book took off. I chose it from browsing, and it turned out to have a theme similar to the book before last that I had read (man approaching 40, looking disparagingly at his life as he's lived it so far). I had chosen it partly because of the pull quote it uses on the front flyleaf, but it turned out that that was truncated before it got to the meat of it. Here's the full paragraph:

F. Scott Fitzgerald said that there are no second acts in American lives. I have no idea what that means but I believe that in quoting him I appear far more intelligent than I am. I don't know about second acts, but I do think we get second chances, fifth chances, eighteenth chances. Every day we get a fresh chance to live the way we want. We get a chance to do one amazing thing, one scary thing, one difficult thing, one beautiful thing. We get a chance to make a difference.

When another two hours had passed from the acetaminophen dose, I took another single ibuprofen. And finished the book. That was around 5:30am. I was finally able to lie down without pain, but was too keyed up from the book to sleep. I got up to feed the cats and have written this, and I feel like my eyes are too gritty to blink well, and my body is put together just off-kilter. You know, usual insomnia hangover. Not sure if it's worth trying to sleep now or just get up.
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Today- er, yesterday (Saturday) I finished reading my eighth book in eight days. I am working on reading as much as I can for the library's Summer Reading Club, which runs for eight weeks.

Here's the breakdown so far:

1. Here comes everybody: The power of organizing without organizations, by Clay Shirky. Out of date, since it was published in 2008. The topic is the effect of social media technology on the structure of society today. Despite this, I learned a lot. Probably people who took sociology in college would find it simplistic and silly, but the author did a good job of explaining things clearly and without jargon.

2. Mr. Penumbra's 24-hour bookstore, by Robin Sloan. Very entertaining, really raced along and made it easy to keep reading just a few more pages. It mainly dealt with the power of the printed word on paper, and contrasted it with using computers and programming as an adjunct to ink-on-paper storytelling. Great fun to read!

3. The best of all possible worlds, by Karen Lord. This was definitely science fiction, but it was remarkably unusual to me in that it did not deal with the big conflict that sets the story in motion, but rather with what comes next, as the race of people who survive their planet's destruction try to rebuild their culture on another world, that has several stray cultures' worth of people thriving together. Very well written, very enjoyable read.

4. Soft apocalypse, by Will McIntosh. Wow, this was a tough one for me to finish. I despised the protagonist, didn't really like any character in this book. There was an instance of animal harm that nearly made me stop reading, too. But I persevered, to see if the protagonist ever got over even a tiny bit of his assholiness. Survey says: not so much.

5. The interestings, by Meg Wolitzer. Wow, did I expect to like this a lot more than I did. I started out appreciating the main characters, but the novel spans what, 30, 35 years? And by the time it ground to a close I just wanted to slap people (especially Jules. And shake her so her teeth would rattle). But I had jumped into this one immediately after finishing the previous one, and I was unprepared for how well these two mirrored each other. They both involved a core group that formed under specific circumstances, and the novels both dealt with what happens to these people over time.

6. Ella Minnow Pea: A progressively lipogrammatic epistolary fable, by Mark Dunn. It was a fast read, though it slowed down as you went along, because by the end I had to sound out the words to figure out what they were trying to approximate (which is the full gimmick of the plot). Quaint characters, easy suspension of disbelief, really a fun way to pass some time.

7. Where'd you go, Bernadette, by Maria Semple. I didn't realize until I started it that this book involved a lot of letter-writing to advance the plot, as well. It moved along brilliantly quickly, even the parts that got a leetle far-fetched. Some of the messages of the book seemed kind of tacked-on at the end, but on the whole I enjoyed it.

8. Red moon, by Benjamin Percy. Wow. Two quick, fun reads counterbalanced by this... uh, bulky, wordy tome. No, I don't mean that in a bad way! Only, I kind of do. I guess I got into the habit of having a succinct plot that resolves in a reasonable length of time. This? Keeps building. And building. And yes, it earned its "horror" sticker, what with the masses of bloody horrible deaths involved with the whole "werewolves live among us like reg'lar folks, except when they DON'T" aspect of the book. When I get through a book like this, I sometimes play the 'could it have been edited a tad?' game, and this one? No, he really didn't waste words describing things that we didn't need to know. The pages were so packed with information that I sometimes felt like I was Alice with the Red Queen, having to run as fast as I could just to stay in one place.

Whew!

Now I plan to read two fun paperbacks, both continuations of series I enjoy. But I may take a little break first, since I have been reading instead of doing ANYTHING, like, you know, basic housework, laundry, yardwork, etc.
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The Morning News long list that they culled down to 16 for the 2013 Tournament of Books. I like seeing lists of recommended books, even if they have a lot that I have absolutely no interest in reading. There are some on this that I will pursue.

I have to admit, I pulled the plug on Railsea by Mieville about halfway through. Reading an AU take on a classic work of fiction probably works better if the classic referenced is one you can at least tolerate, but I am not a fan of Moby Dick. Also, Mieville's world building left me irritated on more than one instance. I have HHhH from the library now to read, so that would be two. I also have The Song of Achilles, by Madeline Miller, and Pure, by Andrew Miller, on my "Get back to these" bookbag on my library account. I recognize several more of these titles from the library, particularly from reading groups run through the library.

One book that I just finished and enjoyed tremendously was The Rook, by Daniel O'Malley. It had lots of twists and turns, and at one point I thought of a possible solution that would have kind of disappointed me, but I was wrong. Sort of.

Fobbit by David Abrams
At Last by Edward St. Aubyn
The Middlesteins by Jami Attenberg
Toby’s Room by Pat Barker
Maidenhead by Tamara Faith Berger
HHhH by Laurent Binet
Country of the Bad Wolfes by James Carlos Blake
Tell the Wolves I’m Home by Carol Rifka Brunt
Telegraph Avenue by Michael Chabon
With Blood in Their Eyes by Thomas Cobb
What They Do in the Dark Amanda Coe
Perla by Carolina de Robertis
This Is How You Lose Her by Junot Díaz
A Hologram for the King by Dave Eggersthe
The Round House by Louise Erdrich
Absolution by Patrick Flanery
Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn
Billy Lynn’s Long Halftime Walk by Ben Fountain
The Newlyweds by Nell Freudenberger
The Fault in Our Stars by John Green
Threats by Amelia Gray
Arcadia by Lauren Groff
The World Without You by Joshua Henkin
How Should a Person Be? by Sheila Heti
May We Be Forgiven by A.M. Homes
A Working Theory of Love by Scott Hutchins
In One Person by John Irving
The Orphan Master’s Son by Adam Johnson
That’s Not a Feeling by Dan Josefson
The Dead Do Not Improve by Jay Caspian Kang
Good Behaviour by Molly Keane
Gone to the Forest by Katie Kitamura
Ivyland by Miles Klee
Gods Without Men by Hari Kunzru
The Devil in Silver by Victor LaValle
Bring Up the Bodies by Hilary Mantel
Hemlock Grove by Brian McGreevy
Railsea by China Miéville
Pure by Andrew Miller
The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller
Magnificence by Lydia Millet
Dear Life by Alice Munro
The Yellow Birds by Kevin Powers
Boy21 by Matthew Quick
The Cove by Ron Rash
The Casual Vacancy by J.K. Rowling
Redshirts by John Scalzi
Where’d You Go Bernadette by Maria Semple
Mr. Penumbra’s 24-Hour Bookstore by Robin Sloan
NW by Zadie Smith
This Bright River by Patrick Somerville
Laura Lamont’s Life in Pictures by Emma Straub
Drama by Raina Telgemeier
The Dream of Doctor Bantam by Jeanne Thornton
By Blood by Ellen Ullman
Beautiful Ruins by Jess Walter
Building Stories by Chris Ware
Jack Holmes and His Friend by Edmund White
The Age of Miracles by Karen Thompson Walker
Care of Wooden Floors by Will Wiles
Back to Blood by Tom Wolfe
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I've had extra-painful days this weekend. There's been high winds for two days, which means the air pressure is changing rapidly, and that's a bad thing for my arthritis.

But, the grass keeps growing. So I managed to get out these this afternoon, and mow. WOW did it hurt- the worse knee felt weak, like I couldn't be sure it wasn't going to just give out. The bad knee was the same as usual, but since it's better at the bending but not at the holding strong, it was a struggle. So the fact that there is one small part of the front yard that did not get mowed before the mower ran out of gas is really good. I was wanting to give up way before the mower did.

The other thing I did this weekend was read. The book is The Highest Frontier, by Joan Slonczewski. It's a science fiction/college coming-of-age novel, and that means there's no real plot, per se, but the worldbuilding is amazing. However, I'm still having trouble getting used to certain aspects of it. You see, the story involves a college in an orbiting habitat, that was put up by the state of Ohio. There's the Ohio River, and the Scioto, and the little homesteader town that's on the other side of the habitat from the college is called Mt. Gilead.

Which is the county seat of Morrow County, the next one north of mine.

The author blurb on the back flyleaf indicates that she lives in Gambier, and is the head of the biology department at Kenyon College there. So, she lives about 30 miles from Mt. Gilead (where I'm about 22 miles from the place). I'm sure people who live where there are many novels set don't even twitch when they see things like this, but I am really not used to it.

Oh, there are other issues I have with it, but it's been interesting enough to keep me going, just to see what happens next. So. Enthusiastic endorsement? No. But, if you enjoy science fiction that is well-thought-out, give it a try.

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