Posts By: irina

2020 reading notes, week 1

Sara had a splendid idea, and this is my modified version of it: I’m starting now, January 1, and updating the post whenever I finish reading something (fiction or nonfiction, any length, new or rereads; no blog posts but notable articles may slip in), keeping the newest on top so people following it won’t have

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Is it Christmas yet?

Is it Christmas? Is it Christmas yet? (both sites detect where you are by your IP address, and the first also guesses your language by that: I did a small double take when I asked a question in English that was answered in Dutch) I got so annoyed with people saying it was Christmas that

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Scaffolding

I’m glad I’m a woman. Not only in general terms though that’s true too, but I’m glad I’m a woman with a strong liturgical calling in the Orthodox church. If I were a man I’d probably be a deacon or even a priest now. I don’t agree with women not being allowed in the altar

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Catfishing on CatNet

Naomi Kritzer, Catfishing on CatNet I’d already read, loved, nominated and voted for Cat Pictures Please, so I was excited when the whole novel on the same premise came out, and bought it the same day (Kobo doesn’t let me pre-order without a credit card, or I would have pre-ordered). I was right. I can’t

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Floodtide

Heather Rose Jones, Floodtide Another splendid Alpennia novel, set alongside Mother of Souls which I mysteriously neglected to review. I read a beta of it and the final version felt much better; I didn’t read the versions side by side but now it’s without a couple of scenes that made me cringe and go “eww,

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So many books

There’s much to be said about November, most of it not complimentary, but I did read a lot of mostly wonderful new books. (link forthcoming for The Time Roads, but I think I must reread or at least re-skim it first) One I’d been looking forward to since Heather Rose Jones first talked about it:

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The dream engine gives me deadlines

I’d accidentally committed myself for two events on the same Saturday: one roleplaying/reading/writing/fandom-related, and one church/choir-related. Each was with a handful of other people, non-overlapping. I’d made six small posters (or one poster with six panels) for one of the events and I knew people would expect me to explain it/them, or show it off,

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Worldcon: Monday

Somewhat sketchy because I’m writing this more than a month after the fact: lots of life got in the way. Packed and left my suitcase in the locker again (the exact same locker, it turned out). Hugged everybody who wasn’t coming along to the CCD (that is, everybody except Roommate; two were going on the

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Worldcon: Sunday

It didn’t feel much like Sunday, but at some point I said “it must be Sunday, I’m going to a panel about religion!” On the tram I sat next to two teenage girls speaking Irish, which made me realise where the “Irish lilt” in English comes from: the speech melody was exactly the same, though

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Worldcon: Saturday

(The Pit of Despair) I was wearing my velvet dress! With the new wooden earrings! Nothing on my head, though, I brought my green maid’s cap but neither the colour nor the style went with the dress. I wish I’d had at least a square of something white and sheer to wear as a kerchief,

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