Hymie [Weiss] and Dean [O'Banion] had been partners since their days as safecrackers...the two of them, together, had perfected the tactic -- and invented the phrase -- "take a guy for a ride." --p. 170
Murder City is a collection of stories about real-life murders that happened in Chicago in the early part of the 20th century. The stories are objectively interesting, but I had a hard time liking the book. It reads like one of those books that happens by accident -- like Michael Lesy just researches horrible Chicago murders as a hobby and decided it was time to write some of them down.
(This is in stark contrast to Assassination Vacation, possibly the most insecure book I have ever tried to read, in which Sarah Vowell desperately wants you to think she's quirky and strange because she enjoys studying the history of presidential assassinations. Also that she's not a racist, wow. Ease back there, I believe you lady.)
( Murder City, by Michael Lesy )
Final Verdict: If you're into crime and into Chicago history, this is a pretty informative book. It's not a book I'd recommend as entertainment, per se, but it was never boring reading -- just very confusing sometimes.
I’ve never been one for big cities. In some ways, I think of it as an extension of my introversion. Big cities = too many people, too much going on, and I get twitchy just thinking about it.
But I’ve watched my fellow authors do the occasional New York trip to visit with editors and agents, and it’s been strongly advised by a number of folks that I do the same, especially with the relative success of Libriomancer.
So when I received an invitation to moderate the Adult Book Bloggers Panel at Book Expo of America in New York, I was happy to say yes. I’m even happier now that I’ve been chatting with my panelists, including Sarah from Smart Bitches, Trashy Books — the woman responsible for making me do this — along with Mandi from Smexy Books and Rebecca from The Book Lady’s Blog.
My BEA schedule, excluding meetings and such, looks like so:
- 5/29, 11:15 a.m. – 12:05 p.m. — Book Blogging Panel.
- 5/31, 3:30 p.m. – 4 p.m. — Signing at the SFWA table.
- 6/1, 12 p.m. – 12:30 p.m. — “Meet the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America,” with myself, Jeri Smith-Ready, and Leanna Renee Hieber.
I am both excited and a bit intimidated. I’ve been to NYC once in my life, helping a friend move, and that was more than a decade ago. On the other hand, I’ll be spending time with a lot of great people, and attending an event devoted to the awesomeness of books. How can you not love that?
So blogging will be light to nonexistent next week. This will be my first time at BEA, and my second time in NYC (the first was more than a decade ago, helping a friend move, and I didn’t see that much of the city). My plan is to try to have fun, hopefully collect some books, and shamelessly gawk at everything.
Wish me luck, and if you’re going to be at BEA, then I hope to see you there!
Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.
Sherlock: DNA by Resonant: Explicit, Sherlock/OFCs, Sherlock/John. This story came about from a conversation Resonant and I had, and I couldn't be more pleased with having been a part of it. John discovers Sherlock is basically putting himself out to stud to women who want smart babies, and it...causes some issues. Really cleverly written and I love the ending, particularly Sherlock's confusion.
Person of Interest: Outsider Perspective by Neery: Explicit, Finch/Reese. I don't generally read Person Of Interest fic but this one caught my eye on a recc and I found it extremely enjoyable -- the entire fic is from Finch's POV and really nails his voice, down to the weird little verbal quirks he sometimes has. Reese and Finch get whammied with amnesia gas, and draw some deeply incorrect assumptions about their relationship -- which backfires when they remember, and I really like that there's a deep exploration of the backfire that happens only about halfway through the story.
Avengers: Traitor's Throne by Cluegirl: Teen and Up, Tony/Steve. I was fortunate enough to get to beta this fic, which was done for the Cap-Iron Man Reverse Big Bang. The art and fic are both exceptional, set in a well-built fantasy world where Tony Stark, Prince Abdicate, is returning to the site of a major battle after a year's recovery to try and find both the young, fragile monk Steven who used to sass him and absolution from the dragon he killed during the battle.
This one is called (You Drive Me) Crazier Than Life (direct download link) and is a mashup of these two songs:
- Larger Than Life, by the Backstreet Boys
- (You Drive Me) Crazy, by Britney Spears
As always, feedback is very much appreciated. :D
As I don't want to Cross The Streams of people partner and I know, our families know, and dreamwidth yadda yadda, I made a tumblr for all the details and things.
Right now I am overjoyed, because so far we have raised $120 in two hours. In two hours of the Tumblr being active, people, and I hadn't even posted to Dreamwidth. My partner's goal is $300, which we are hoping to massively surpass. I think we can totally do this.
Something I'm not posting on the Tumbles, at least at the moment: I'm doing this for a lot of folks I know with MS, but mainly for jumpuphigh . I don't know where she is right now; I was supposed to hear from someone who knew her in the outside world...but last I heard she was in hospice with MS. For those who have never known jumpuphigh, she (is? was?) the founder of bitesizedcleaning , of which I am currently the delinquent co-moderator. She taught me so much about knitting, about cleaning in manageable pieces, about making things manageable for my partner's asthma. I don't even. So this, for me, is for her, wherever she may be.
On a lighter note, here's some yarn I'm spinning for the raffle:
A 2-ply cream and red-orange ball of yarn next to a top-whorl drop spindle partly filled with a single-ply of the red-orange yarn, below which is some of the raw red-orange fibre; all on a brown wooden table. The cream is alpaca, the red-orange delicacy is silk and BFL.
Tumblr with Details and Updates
Donate Here - if it is within your means ^_^
Also accepting donations of smiles; well-wishes; cheers; hugs; and Cran-Razz Shot Bloks, as well as raffle gifts. :D
It was cute when she started licking my neck and chin, but after a minute the raspiness of her tongue started to hurt and she wasn't done, and then she moved onto my face. I managed to distract her, and we both went back to sleep a couple of times, but until I got out of bed at 8.30, she keeps coming back to finish the job.
At one point Mason came out of the wardrobe where he had been sleeping to give me a cuddle. That was nice because his version of giving cuddles mostly involves curling up in the crook of my arm. Also, his fur is so floofy and soft.
and the dire predictions
have changed into wiled
still the negatives
and the relatives
keep right on
and how much curl
is right for a girl?
But if it is said
at some future date
that my son's head
is on straight
he won't care
nor give a damn
The screen is not amazing - the viewing angle is less than I'd like, and the resolution is only 1280x800. But that's high enough that I can't see pixels when it's sitting in my lap, and will happily do for the moment - when retina-quality displays are uniquitous in a few years I'll upgrade.
The important thing is that it allowed me to go to Cerebus Downloads, pay $25, and legally obtain the first 25 issues in electronic format, nicely scanned and cleaned up:
You'll note that the image on the tablet is pretty-much identical in size to the actual TPB. _That_ is why I wanted a 13" tablet.
And also to be able to read something that's not quite so legally available:
(Yes, I'll be paying for the oversized hardbacks of that as soon as they sort out the sodding legal rights. And yes, both of those look a lot better in real life than they do from a camera.)
Sam: It's been a while.
Awkward Coworker: You remember the dogs, the two dogs, the little scottie and the big bloodhound?
Awkward Coworker: I just saw [Vice President] and [Associate Vice President] walking down the hallway...
Sam: *PEALS OF LAUGHTER*
Our Vice President is about five foot eight and dark-haired, and our Associate VP is a 6'6" ginger. I never drew the connection but they are TOTALLY the mismatched-sidekick-dogs Disney was rocking in all its pet movies for a while. (Aristocats, Lady and the Tramp, 101 Dalmations.)
I love that Awkward Coworker and I have reached a point in our working relationship where if he has something socially inappropriate to say, he comes to me because he knows I will understand.
And so this lot were picked up today and taken to Shelter:
Leaving my shelves looking like this:
Still remaining: Graphic novels, reference books, and some things I couldn't quite bear to get rid of (like the Narnia books).
Flying into Maui was exactly the right length of flight, about half an hour. Sadly after that our next task was picking up the rental car, which took about a million years.
Way back, during undergrad, the Faculty of Science used to have four hour queues at the start of each semester, mostly to do with switching units of study before the fee deadline. (I think you needed to be enrolled in units by the second week, and have dropped out of them by the fourth.) I tended to notice that, by the head of the queue, people were adding to the time by being sure to ask the Faculty staff. every question they'd come up with in that four hours. If I do this subject now, and this other subject in second semester, will this preclude me from taking this unrelated subject in third year? Good, just checking.
Rental car companies, especially in the US, seem to work on the opposite of this principle. By the time you reach the head of the queue, you are dying to take the keys and just go, and they're dying to up-sell you. I don't remember all the pitches, but one was for key insurance; I believe it was about $35 a week and they won't charge you any extra fees if you lock the key in the car and they need to retrieve it. Otherwise, something something, thousands of dollars. You can either take the insurance (it's all helpfully in the first invoice they issue) and leave on-time, or get them to remove it all one-by-one.
I was there to be added as the second driver; once Andrew's father got the upgrade to the eight seat vehicle we wanted, we went outside to find it. It was a late model Yukon XL, I later started referring to it as 'Sherman' for its tank-like properties. I've never driven a vehicle that large, nor had I ever driven on the right before, but I figured the only way out was through, and I drove Sherman back around to Kahului airport to pick up Andrew, Ilga, Nina and V, and then to Kāʻanapali, about a one hour drive. Other than aggressive drivers in Kahului (one half second of hesitation and someone turned left across me) it worked fine. Making all the adjustments for driving on the right is fairly easy as long as there's other traffic (lack thereof bit me once, later, in California).
In Kāʻanapali we had apartments rather than hotel rooms, which worked well with a supermarket across the road, and stopped the whole first-world gatherer problem of needing to spend an hour researching restaurants for every meal. The complex was still a bit of a death-trap for V, with beach frontage, and an unfenced pool (shallow, but deeper than his depth, and he doesn't have enough sense anyway). Somehow the pool water managed to be very nice, rather than freezing as it was in Honolulu: perhaps they were heating it? At night, as a bonus, there were loads of lit tiki torches. V continued his running-away games for most of the holidays, but mercifully was never found in the pool or on the beach by himself. During the day he very much enjoyed the hot tubs with us, rather illicitly at his age.( 8 more paragraphs )
Originally posted at http://puzzling.org/logs/diary/2013/May/2
It is a governor's club room with king size bed, shower, access to the 12th floor lounge with free drinks and food.
email me if you want it! if no one emails in the next couple of hours I will cancel the extra reservation. firstname.lastname@example.org.
Completely forgot that I booked this room *at last year's wiscon* and then i took over tempest's extra room. AHahahahahah.... fail.
Charlene Harris's Sookie Stackhouse books. A friend loaned me a box set with 7 or 8 in it. I've read the first 3 so far, and think I will stop there. Even though I had been warned, I was unprepared for how much I hate Sookie as a narrator. I basically only read the 2nd book because Tara hadn't shown up yet, and even though I knew Tara in the books was white, I was unprepared for how minor a character she was. But of course, in the books EVERYTHING is from Sookie's POV, and she is pretty self-centred. And judgmental. And a bitch. Even though the show writers have been on crack for the last couple of seasons, the writing in the show is SO MUCH BETTER.
I'm still halfway through Bullettime by Nick Mamatas, and think I'll finish that this weekend. It's great, but pretty fucking depressing, so I'm glad I took a break.
Watching: Buffy season 5, Angel season 2. I'm up to "The Body" and "Epiphany", so I guess a bit more than halfway through.
Also saw "The Name of the Doctor" and I am not ready for Matt Smith to leave.
Knitting: Grim's secret cowl. Over halfway through the current colourwork section, then it's 2 blocks of stocking stitch before weaving in ends and blocking.
Kittens: Are helping me compose this entry.
[photo of desk with short haired tabby in foreground, her head is out of frame. Long haired tabby sitting in front of computer monitor, which is raised on a white storage box.]
They are both sleeping on my bed most nights, usually Mason on my left side and George on my right, but sometimes they will curl up together down near my feet.
First cat vomit incidence last night. Mason vomited 3 times in an hour. Looked like partially chewed food rather than hairballs. We have a vet appointment tomorrow for shots and removing George's stitches, so I'm keeping an eye on him and making sure there is lots of clean water. He seems fine today, though.
I need to make a list of Entities What Need Informing about my impending change of address. Bank, wireless phone, insurance (especially!), etc. Credit card. Plus I've got a stack of store cards and whatnot to close up closed, because I don't like how many inactive accounts are on my credit report.
And there's the rain. Thank god. I will sleep well tonight.