Krill of Shadow
Nov. 4th, 2019 09:59 pmI've been trying to take it easy today, but it wasn't a complete success because I didn't sleep long enough in the night, so I've felt draggy and tired all day. It didn't help that it was a very dark, cloudy day. Welcome to November. It didn't rain--most of the time--so it would have been a good day to rake some leaves. However, now I really have to think about Philcon panels, and I didn't have the energy to do both. I spent a couple of hours after getting up thinking about panels and fending off dementors.
Then I made a trip to the library in the Village, to see if they had some possibly helpful books. I got Red Mars, by Kim Stanley Robinson, which isn't immediately relevant, but I do want to read it when I get back, and Inheritance, a memoir by Dani Shapiro that I was talking to Deb about. The only immediately relevant thing was Martha Wells' All Systems Red. I've been meaning to read the Murderbot Diaries for ages. Having started it, I now totally get the appeal. I have a city library card, and I was pretty sure they have a reciprocal agreement with the Village. A nice person at the desk, who was helpful and fun to talk to, showed me how to get registered in the system so I can borrow books there. I knew I had done it before, when we lived there, but I guess it's been long enough that I had fallen off their radar. Now I'm back in, and she encouraged me to come back soon. Definitely the good kind of librarian! I'm encouraged that I felt like reading again. When I'm down, sometimes books just discourage me--so many books! So many books not written by me! So many books I can never get around to reading! Take me to the archives and roll the cart o'er me, for I'm an old reader, and I know I must die! But perhaps this heralds a mini-renaissance of reading.
Speaking of librarians, I'm on a panel for discussion of the Hugo winner, A Witch's Guide To Escape: A Practical Compendium of Portal Fantasies, by Alix E. Harrow. I recommend it so much. Maybe it's just my particular history, but this story was so meaningful to me. I hope I'll be able to talk about it without tearing up. It's a story about portal fantasies that is itself a portal.
Then I made a trip to the library in the Village, to see if they had some possibly helpful books. I got Red Mars, by Kim Stanley Robinson, which isn't immediately relevant, but I do want to read it when I get back, and Inheritance, a memoir by Dani Shapiro that I was talking to Deb about. The only immediately relevant thing was Martha Wells' All Systems Red. I've been meaning to read the Murderbot Diaries for ages. Having started it, I now totally get the appeal. I have a city library card, and I was pretty sure they have a reciprocal agreement with the Village. A nice person at the desk, who was helpful and fun to talk to, showed me how to get registered in the system so I can borrow books there. I knew I had done it before, when we lived there, but I guess it's been long enough that I had fallen off their radar. Now I'm back in, and she encouraged me to come back soon. Definitely the good kind of librarian! I'm encouraged that I felt like reading again. When I'm down, sometimes books just discourage me--so many books! So many books not written by me! So many books I can never get around to reading! Take me to the archives and roll the cart o'er me, for I'm an old reader, and I know I must die! But perhaps this heralds a mini-renaissance of reading.
Speaking of librarians, I'm on a panel for discussion of the Hugo winner, A Witch's Guide To Escape: A Practical Compendium of Portal Fantasies, by Alix E. Harrow. I recommend it so much. Maybe it's just my particular history, but this story was so meaningful to me. I hope I'll be able to talk about it without tearing up. It's a story about portal fantasies that is itself a portal.