Argh, I forgot about today's post entirely!
😭😭😭😭😭
That sorta sums up my writing lately.
I've been distracted, forgetful, and unable to focus.
I think it's the heat.
The past three or four days, I've just opened my current project, read over bits of it to remind myself where I am...and then...nothing... 😭
I hope it's just the heat.
Maybe only 23.1? There was almost no text whatsoever. 😭
Anyway, the book I finished reading (looking at?) just now was Legend of Mana - Art of Mana - 30th Anniversary SPECIAL ISSUE. And yes, that whole thing is apparently the title. What little text the book had was just image caption by Masaru Oyamada, the producer of the Seiken Densetsu series.
As an art book, it was actually more focused on the remaster/reissue of the game in 2021 than it was on the original release from 1999. (The 30th Anniversary part must be for the series as a whole...which means at least three different major game series started in 1996, in addition to the two biggest JRPG series starting in...wait, really? 1986? Dang, that's...I hadn't thought about just how early that really was. (Though it took three years for the first Final Fantasy to be translated into English and released in the US.) Back in 1986, I was still playing text-parser-driven adventure games like The Black Cauldron and the early King's Quest and Space Quest games...) Wait, maybe the earlier book from 2018 was the thirtieth anniversary and that's why this was a "special issue"...? 'Cause there's no way both 2 and 3 would have been on the Super Famicom if the first one came out in 1996--the Playstation had already been out for at least year by 1996!
I really loved Legend of Mana back on the PS1, but I've never had the nerve to pick up the new version; I know it got a mew translation, and I'm afraid they wimped out and changed all the elemental's names back to the mistranslations and shortened versions they had on the SNES version of Secret of Mana. Which may sound like a dumb reason to avoid the remaster, but...it was really frustrating playing Trials of Mana and hearing the Japanese voice work saying the proper names and then seeing the butchered SNES versions written on the screen. Especially since I know the real names better, having played Legend of Mana so many times!
Anyway, this art book was a little disappointing because it was mostly filling in gaps that had been left out of an earlier whole-series art book (of which I was unaware at the time and thus do not have) and focusing on the remastered art that hadn't been made yet during that earlier book. Also, it has the dippy-looking male player character on the front instead of the awesome-looking female player character. 😭
Oh well.
An expensive chunk of brief nostalgia, I guess.
Original language: Japanese
So, today I finished reading Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett, the first of the City Watch sub-series of Discworld novels.
I read the novel for this month's book club meeting, which is on Saturday, so I'm left wondering if I should maybe not start the next book in the series until after the meeting to keep from accidentally confusing myself. (I borrowed my brother's copy, ya see, which was a hardback of the "City Watch trilogy" which is pretty dating, since I believe there ended up being somewhere in the region of 6-8 City Watch books altogether. But anyway it seems silly to return it after only reading one out of the three books within, yeah?) Anyway, hilariously, this was a book I selected myself for the club to read, but I did so without so much as looking at a summary of what it was about, because I just knew I wanted to have us all read a Discworld novel, I thought the first in a sub-series made for a good jumping-on point, and I wanted it to be one I hadn't read before. (Which left off the Rincewind, Granny Weatherwax and Death sub-serieses, so...books that actually fit those qualifications were a bit more thin on the ground.) In any case, my total lack of research into the actual subject matter of this particular novel meant that I was quickly stunned to discover that it was the book that the first point and click adventure game had been (rather loosely) based on!
Obviously, since the game put Rincewind in the lead instead of a whole team of guards, most of it went quite differently, but the novel's final twist was still there, so...yeah, made for an odd experience. (Though it has been so long since I played that game that I no longer recall if it went into any great detail regarding why that cult wanted to summon a dragon or what happened to the hooded brethren in the end.) That game was my first exposure to the Discworld universe, so there's something weirdly appropriate, almost poetic even, about me having used this particular book to introduce it to however many others actually read it for the book club. (Meetings have had varied turnout, based mostly on how many people actually decide to read the book. If it hadn't turned out to be 800+ pages and I'd selected The Pickwick Papers, it would likely have been an empty house: most people would have seen the name "Charles Dickens" and scurried away to hide.)
So.
Not really much I feel the need to say about it, ultimately. It's a work of comedy-fantasy from the late 1980s, so some of it hasn't aged too gracefully, but most of it remains a solidly entertaining read.
I think to fill the time between now and the book club meeting, I'll read the three art-books I've gotten lately. (One for a video game, one for a movie, and one just a general collection of folklore-adjacent art by an artist whose work I've been following for years.)
Original language: English, and very British English at that
So, last night I finished reading After Sappho by Selby Wynn Schwartz.
This book was a lot.
It's not terribly long, just very intense.
There were actually two things about this book that if I'd noticed them beforehand, I probably wouldn't have bought it. The first, which is more excusable for me to have missed it, is that it's basically in internet formatting: unindented paragraphs separated by blank lines, a format that I absolutely detest on the printed page, where it sometimes actually gives me a headache. The second, for which I have no excuse, is that in the list of prizes and awards the book won, the back of the book mentions that it was a "Finalist for the Orwell Prize for Political Fiction." Given my stress-related heart palpitations, I would have avoided anything labeled "political fiction" like the plague, but somehow I didn't notice that.
As usual, I feel that the back of the book still somehow managed to misrepresent the contents. One of the central sentences of the blurb on the back says "Through a series of cascading vignettes, the intertwined lives of real feminists at the turn of the twentieth century are mesmerizingly reimagined" followed by a list of a few of the most notable of them. (Which honestly probably shouldn't have listed Josephine Baker, since she basically just passes through the narrative in a single chapter. But she's one of the only non-white people in the book, which is presumably why the back of the book was so eager to mention her.) What it didn't mention--despite that the title of the book made it blatantly obvious--was that the vast majority of the real women depicted were not merely "feminists" but also lesbians/sapphics/whatever-other-name-you-can-come-up-with-for-women-who-love-women. That reluctance on the part of the novel's own marketing is appalling.
Anyway. As I said, this book was a lot. It covers from about the 1880s or so (early chapters jump around in time a bit, and/or give dates that are more symbolic than anything else) to 1928, ending with the publication of Virginia Woolf's Orlando. (Which is one of those novels where I loved the film adaptation, and so I am left wondering if reading the book would ruin the film for me, or if the deeper understanding would make it even better.) That was not a pleasant time to live in, especially for women, and even more so for women who loved women, so a lot of what happens in the novel is distressing.
I don't usually read literary fiction, being someone who mostly prefers to read for escapism, so it's hard for me to know how to react to this book. It was amazing, a real experience, and I'm not sorry I read it, but I didn't actually enjoy reading it. But enjoyment was definitely never the point.
Original language: English (but it contains a lot of quotes that the author translated out of French and Italian)
So, this morning I finished reading How To Fake It In Society by KJ Charles. Which part of me feels I ought to look at as a "guilty pleasure" and part of me is like "no, why should I feel guilty?"
Anyway. Funny(ish) story about the impulse buy for this one. There was a table that was half covered in Bridgerton novels, and half covered in similar period romances. Spotting this one out of the corner of my eye, I was immediately struck by the question "wait, is that two men?" And then I noticed the name of the author and knew that yes, it most emphatically was two men. And of course I ended up buying both of the KJ Charles novels that were on that table. 🤣 Because I've read an earlier series of her novels that were sort of Victorian urban fantasy, I suppose is the way to describe them. Absolutely adored them at the time, though I feel somewhat senile (despite only being 51) as I admit that I no longer quite recall the titles, except that they had to do with magpies.
In any case, this one had no fantasy elements, which makes it less like my "usual thing," but it was still delightful. Heavily researched, and with a firm eye on being period-appropriate (to the extent that the author's note at the end included a strong defense of the use of the period-accurate spelling of "kanguroo" instead of the modern "kangaroo") but without making the characters stiff or too alien to modern sensibilities. And I'm tempted to pick up a copy of the research book with all the info about the history of paints and colors, because just what was incorporated into this novel (the lead had earned his living making paints before suddenly becoming rich) was already fascinating, and it was necessarily just a fragment!
One thing I should say is that the title doesn't really fit the novel. While it's hard to classify truly which of the deuteragonists is the actual "lead," the narrative does slightly lean more on the side of Titus, who is thrust into Society against his will when he suddenly becomes wealthy, but he isn't "faking" it as just trying to "survive" it. If the narrative had leaned more on Nico's side, then the title would be more apt. I mean, it's a great title, it's just a little off for the actual contents of the book.
A minor quibble, to be sure. Because there really isn't any other kind to be had. Maybe it's not "deep" or "meaningful," but I am not someone who demands that of her reading. I wanted a pleasant story where the romantic leads are of the same sex, and that is what I got. I even got a mini-lesson in some of the crazy things pigments used to be made of, in the bargain. (Though I did already know about orpiment, because that featured at one point in The Apothecary Diaries.)
Original language: English
Hmm. Am I capitalizing the "r" in "record" or not?
Hrngh.
Well, it doesn't matter.
Anyway. Last night I finished reading Field Guide for the Formerly Villainous by Autumn K. England. (But it was late at night and I didn't want to take the time to post about it at that time.)
Another impulse purchase, because Barnes and Noble had it on a big table with a sign recommending it to fans of Stardew Valley and Studio Ghibli. Naturally, that had caught my eye, and reading the back of the book definitely suggested that I would enjoy it, so I picked it up. (Though I would not have done so if the back of the book hadn't made it clear that the lead is non-binary. That assurance guaranteed a non-hetero romance (well, in the sense of not male/female; in the most technical sense "hetero" just means "different," and enby is different from anyone who is binary, but...maybe I should have phrased it as "guaranteed any romance would be LGBTQ+", since non-binary is typically also placed under that umbrella) so I didn't have to worry about it turning on me.)
Part of me wants to say this was successfully more "cozy" than the previous "cozy" book I read, but...I dunno, if it was truly "cozy" would I have spent so much of the last third or so of the book crying? On the other hand, it never got stressful to read and certainly didn't trigger my heart palpitations like You Can't Spell Treason Without Tea did, so...🤷🏻♀️
Regardless of its coziness levels (and admittedly most of the book was decidedly cozy), this book was thoroughly delightful. Mossley's Rest might actually be an even warmer, friendlier place than Pelican Town! The warning that our protagonist was given, early on, that the town's entire unmarried population would soon be descending on them en masse in the hopes of winning a romance with the newcomer was also very cozy farming sim. Well, except no one ever tells the player character that "we don't get much fresh blood in this town, so everyone is going to look to snag you asap" and it just sorta happens without anyone acknowledging why that's actually rather strange or wondering why none of those singles ever date each other. (Okay, some cozy life sims have a few of their bachelors end up in relationships if the player doesn't get them first, but it does seem to be pretty rare in the post-Stardew Valley cozy farming sim boom. I gather it wasn't unusual in the original Harvest Moon types (but I will admit that I have not yet played any Harvest Moon/Song of Seasons games...though I do own one of the latter that I haven't gotten around to playing yet) but when Stardew Valley inspired the wave of (mostly western) cozy farming sims, most of the new wave followed its lead, including no rival romances.)
...
Hmm. I distracted myself by going off on a tangent about rival romances in cozy farming sims and now I don't remember if I wanted to say anything else about the book.
Well, I guess I can add it later if I remember anything else I wanted to say.
Original language: English
Hm. 19 since May 1. That feels pretty small, doesn't it?
Oh well.
Anyway. This morning I finished reading Golden Terrace, Book One, by Cang Wu Bin Bai.
So, this was absolutely an impulse purchase: not long after that previous post where I said I was starting to feel weird about reading so many novels that had always been in English, I happened to go to the bookstore and once there I found myself actively looking for a new danmei to read. (Instead of doing my usual thing of picking titles in advance by way of reading their page on the publisher's website.)
I had been pretty meh about this one when I saw it on the website, so I hadn't planned on picking it up, but seeing it right while I was wanting a new read pushed me over the edge to buy it.
And I'm glad I did! If the second volume (it's only got two!) is as good as this one, it will probably end up on the short list of my favorites in the genre. Although, speaking of the genre, I'm not sure quite what this one's other genre is. Or rather, I have no idea what its other genre is called. Since "danmei" is pretty much just an umbrella term for all Chinese webnovels (and other media?) with leads in a gay romance, each work is also in some other genre. A lot of them are either xianxia or wuxia, Astrolabe Rebirth was sci-fi, Riverbay Road Men's Dormitory was a slice-of-life dramedy kind of thing, but this...? The closest genre I know of would be "palace intrigue" but since this is centered around two military men outside the palace (though one of them works directly for the emperor, so the palace is visited repeatedly), that's definitely not right, but I don't know what is. I'm sure it has a name (beyond "period drama") but I am ignorant of that name.
Anyway. I really enjoyed the relationship between the two leads. The back of the book oversold the "rivals-to-lovers" thing (unsurprisingly!), but that element is certainly there; I think their much more complicated situation is probably far superior to a standard rivalry situation. I also find it both entertaining and very realistic that these two men who were forced to marry each other argue repeatedly about who will play which role when they finally consummate the marriage. (One of them had known he preferred men for years, and the other was such a career soldier that he had never even thought about love and romance...but deep down he had definitely also already been gay (plus the uncle he admired highly who had practically raised him was gay, so he had that positive association) so the fact that they actually will end up happily married despite being forced into it (by a paranoid emperor who wanted to stamp out the one man's bloodline) is not super unrealistic.)
Hmm...I feel like there was something else I wanted to say, but now I can't think what it was.
...
Hnrgh....
...
*sigh*
Oh well.
If I think of it later, I can add it in.
Original language: Chinese
