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May. 4th, 2018 07:14 pm1. Sigh. Good Reads is counting books I could not finish as read. I'm not sure reading twenty percent to fifty percent counts as having "Read" the book.
2. What I just finished reading?
Where have you been? The Buffy Comics S9-S11. Note, I recommend all of S10, and the last two volumes of S9. S11 is a bit iffy on the plot, actually the plot didn't work for me and while I agree with the writers theme and politics, I found it to be heavy handed in places. S9 had similar issues with it's plotting and was also somewhat frustrating in places. Altogether -- very heavy on Spike/Buffy, Xander, and Xander/Spike.
And no you can't begin to follow them if you haven't followed the television series, so don't even try.
3. What I'm reading now?
Fun Home by Kate Bechedel which is okay, but overrated. It's basically another literary novel about a young woman coming of age in a highly dysfunctional upper middle class family in New England. If it weren't a graphic novel and a lesbian coming of age, I'd have given up on it. The graphic novel aspect makes it rather interesting in places and innovative. That and the fact that she's a lesbian and it's not about discovering that what it is to be a woman once you have sex with a guy. So there's that. Also, like all English Lit majors who went to college in the Northeast and in the 1980s, there's a lot of references to Camus, 19th Century writers and early 20th Century such as Henry Miller, Fitzgerald, etc. Sigh. Do these people read anything else? Folks branch out a bit.
It was putting me to sleep on the train. I feel like this before, many many many times. Granted she may have been among the first...no, that would be Jeanette Wintersen who wrote Oranges Are the Only Fruit, which also put me to sleep. Navel gazing about young women discovering their sexuality tend to put me to sleep for some reason. Collette's Vagabound also put me to sleep. I feel somewhat the same way about navel gazing memoirs about young men discovering their sexuality...Summer of 42 comes to mind.
Personally, I think Persepolis is a heck of lot better. That writer had a sense of humor. Bechedel doesn't. OR I'm missing it. One or the other. Or Ghost World - which I loved. They made a movie out of that. It was good.
2. What I just finished reading?
Where have you been? The Buffy Comics S9-S11. Note, I recommend all of S10, and the last two volumes of S9. S11 is a bit iffy on the plot, actually the plot didn't work for me and while I agree with the writers theme and politics, I found it to be heavy handed in places. S9 had similar issues with it's plotting and was also somewhat frustrating in places. Altogether -- very heavy on Spike/Buffy, Xander, and Xander/Spike.
And no you can't begin to follow them if you haven't followed the television series, so don't even try.
3. What I'm reading now?
Fun Home by Kate Bechedel which is okay, but overrated. It's basically another literary novel about a young woman coming of age in a highly dysfunctional upper middle class family in New England. If it weren't a graphic novel and a lesbian coming of age, I'd have given up on it. The graphic novel aspect makes it rather interesting in places and innovative. That and the fact that she's a lesbian and it's not about discovering that what it is to be a woman once you have sex with a guy. So there's that. Also, like all English Lit majors who went to college in the Northeast and in the 1980s, there's a lot of references to Camus, 19th Century writers and early 20th Century such as Henry Miller, Fitzgerald, etc. Sigh. Do these people read anything else? Folks branch out a bit.
It was putting me to sleep on the train. I feel like this before, many many many times. Granted she may have been among the first...no, that would be Jeanette Wintersen who wrote Oranges Are the Only Fruit, which also put me to sleep. Navel gazing about young women discovering their sexuality tend to put me to sleep for some reason. Collette's Vagabound also put me to sleep. I feel somewhat the same way about navel gazing memoirs about young men discovering their sexuality...Summer of 42 comes to mind.
Personally, I think Persepolis is a heck of lot better. That writer had a sense of humor. Bechedel doesn't. OR I'm missing it. One or the other. Or Ghost World - which I loved. They made a movie out of that. It was good.