I've been soaking up new [to me] books like I haven't since, well, maybe since before my English Creative Writing degree killed my joy of reading the first time around.
I was a bit bummed I only brought two Reacher books to Sedona with me, 'cause those were done by midweek. By lucky chance my third was Peter Hamilton's Fallen Dragon. I hadn't read anything by him; the book just caught my eye at the bookstore. They call it space opera. I call it seriously brilliant writing where numerous passages or chapters could be compelling short stories or novellas on their own, but together weave an engrossing whole much greater. I think that's due in large part to the fact that you could place his science fiction stories and themes in a British Empire or American Imperialist [or other expansionist] setting without too much of a stretch. Timeless and so good.
Both highly recommended.
i'm really not looking forward to unpacking the kitchen stuff... but i've already done the fun part, setting up a rudimentary studio and unpacking my comics and books, so many of which i want to reread. (i weeded through my books while packing; i only kept the ones i love or thought would be useful in the future.) the holes are glaring. i'm missing gödel escher bach; my feist shelf is massively incomplete as are my repairman jack books.
my current book is dan simmons' ilium, which follows in hyperion's footsteps as an sf story that echoes classic literature... this time drawing on the iliad, shakespeare, and proust. to be perfectly honest, i found it hard to get into at the beginning; three disparate storylines that made me wonder why i cared enough to read about them. but now as the storylines are tying together and the behind-the-scenes glimpses promise massive reveals in the latter half of this book (and the sequel) i can't get enough.
i might want to fill out my simmons collection as well.
 take a gander: charitylarrison
"What do you think?"
My wife folded over the last page of my screenplay for the film adaptation of Queen & Country. She nodded thoughtfully -- and then chucked it at my head. It bounced cleanly off my right temple.
"Ow," I wittily responded.
"YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH TARA CHACE!"
Rubbing my skull, I chuckled soothingly. "Don't be ridiculous..."
But, because we've been married for over a decade, she knew. Of course I was in love with Tara Chace.
... Tara Chace can shoot, fight, drink you under the table and unravel complex terrorist plots while fighting a hangover. One could argue male readers don't fall in love with Tara because she's the woman we've always wanted; we fall in love with her because she's the man we always wanted to be.
- John Rogers
from the introduction to Queen & Country: Operation: Blackwall.
Last night's decadence: hopping into bed at 8:00 to spend four and a half uninterrupted hours with Tara. Finished A Gentleman's Game and started on Private Wars. She translates well to both books and comics; there's a slight chance that the movie won't fuck things up.
(On a slightly different note, where do Canadians move to?)
Now, if you'll excuse me, I think I'm going to curl up with Tara...