October 3rd, 2007

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prince of skulls by m.a.r. barker.

what is it about these tekumel books that spins my propeller? because i'm snoopy-&-red-baron all over the place when i get around to reading another one. in this one, some of the idealistic main characters? who in their books, slowly learned the value of moral compromise? are thrown together to be a bunch of hilarious geniuses. "oh, no, listen, i've traveled the ancient's tube ways to dead cities!" "an alien took me across dimensions!" "no, listen to ME! a time traveling wizard showed me his space ship!" & so forth. with lots of linguistic digressions along the way. these aren't just good, they are good & probably important. m.a.r. barker has a vibrant, diverse world free of the constraints of modern, western, or even terrestrial constrictions. his characters all have opinions, & those opinions are each treated with equal validity. plus, as far as endings go, the out-of-left-field nature of this one is less deus ex machina & more "you let what happen off camera?" these books are kind of a pain in the ass to get, but i recommend that any reader of fiction do so; heck, non-fiction too.
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the alchemist's kitchen by guy ogilvy.

can i have enough alchemical treatises? no, no i cannot. you can't either, sam i am, so don't try to rhyme against me! my skills will brook no rival! no man can be my equal! anyhow, this is a pretty little thing, innit? all with shiny hologram letters & all that. sparkly! my magpie claws snatched it up before you could say "chocolate phosphate." inside, it is pretty rudimentary, but as far as an introduction goes, it ain't shabby. we didn't get it for the nasty words, though, did we most precious mordicai? no, we gots it for the pretty pictures, all full of the great work in several permutations.

care & feeding of sprites by holly black & tony diterlizzi.

i don't know when i decided i was going to start caring about art. or if not art, than pictures i like. i suppose in this case, it is rather obvious-- i've been crooning about diterlizzi since i first started spotting his little blighters popping up in various game books, & i read the spiderwick books as soon as they came out. this is itself a spiderwick spin-off, but of the finest caliber-- if you've got the stomach for it. sprites are half-tiny-person, half-flower, & half-insect (they can do that. equal more than a full cup, i mean). they are also a little bit dangerously cute; i tell myself i am doing seriously intensive research on wil-o-wisps & such. dark business, that!
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last saturday we went to candace's birthday party. candace & brian are our friends-at-kira's-events friends, but you know, i guess saturating into groups is how adults infiltrate new friend cohorts? i'm more interested in creep-out-attack, but then, i guess i'm not like, the best model. being mostly a kind of spider, or xenomollusk. my story is going to be a bit disjointed, because i'm not really in my head completely right now. black paint splattered out of the can. smoke in dark places. mottled blotches on the astral. jenny & i were going to try to put in at least an appearance at alicia's birthday, which was going down at the same time (though trumped by rsvp) but time constraints worked against that. the train ride was fucked up by me; i went with my gut, got my doubts, decided to go with my first choice, & went two stops too far. lesson: skeptics always win the wars. after jenny good sportedly walked the mile & a half (1.5 mi) & we got to the locale-- a swanky high-rise on the williamsburg waterfront. a nice view of the bridge dominates. i'm pretty sure the camazotz living in the crevices eat well. so forth. the party was nice; phase one (1) involved her family, & the room had kind of bad flow of occupancy, but i kept entertained. i made sure to drink only socially; when phase two (2) started to creep up, i'd toss a few back. midway through, though, the human robot malfunctioned. an embarrassing weakness! a flaw in my constitution. so i spent too much time in repose; lost momentum, buzz. jenny came to find me to make sure i wasn't abandoned. it happened. later, the afterparty was again, fine. i kind of hated the venue a lot though. i enjoyed the company, but there was a surfeit of insiders, so it was mostly us scavengers talking amongst ourselves. some of the people i'd previously gotten to know were weird, like-- when i had paid less attention to them, they liked me better. that sort of thing. nino got sick at the end, too, but we all (nino, kira, jenny, myself, brian, & christine) piled into a minivan & took it home in a jumping jack flash. & that is what happened. so i have done things, i have. i don't always sit on the couch in the dark. sometimes i read. sometimes i even leave the apartment! not tonight though. i'm cooped up more inside my skull than anywhere. can openers & corkscrews, stat!
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