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flemmings ([personal profile] flemmings) wrote2013-07-27 09:16 pm
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In headache and in worry/ Vaguely life leaks away

Getting enough sleep leads to exactly the same sort of stiff neck and headache as getting too little. I blame the weather for part of that-- heavy low pressure mug with intermittent cloudbursts. The rest is down to The Month of Living Fretfully wherein I cannot emotionally distinguish things that have happened from things that might happen, and so live in a state of perpetual hovering anxiety. Thought Buddhism was supposed to cure that, she grumps; or maybe it only cures it when the weather is sunny and dry.

Roll on August, is all I can say.

This chronic fuman is not helped by The Glass God, which is as schticky as Stray Souls. I never noticed, through four volumes of Midnight Mayor, whether it has any character development or not. Probably not, but I was too swept up in the ambience to notice. This time it's very clearly not: look at my amusing characters being their amusing selves aren't they amusing? Kevin is still germ-phobic, Rhys still sneezes a lot, Gretel still wants to cook, and Sharon still prattles new age self-help which wasn't funny to start with. Also am not comfortable with the notion of a new age prattler being a shaman of any kind. Sits badly for reasons I may have to think about some more.
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[identity profile] flemmings.livejournal.com 2013-07-28 01:05 pm (UTC)(link)
See, I thought there was change happening in the people around Matthew in the last book, which was fine by me. And with the right kind of hero, one doesn't care: it's what's going on around them that counts. Does Harry Dresden mature at all? But when so much of a book is the characters being their characteristic selves, and I'm supposed to find it amusing, and I don't-- then I get crotchety.

Barometric tension headaches are a pain, literally and figuratively, because barometric changes we have always with us. Preemptive is good, I'm told, because once started it's too late. However tylenol is not a pain killer in my books: it's a clinical test placebo. (And it only trashes your liver, not your tum.) Have you tried ibuprofen for them?

[identity profile] tammylee.livejournal.com 2013-07-28 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
I feel your head pain. Between up and down weather and up and down hormones my head is as trashed as a rock star's hotel room.

I have four books on the go right now and only one is fiction. I think, as busy as I am, I just cannot deal with fictional problems! They stick in my head and I try to find solutions and my head is already full of solution-searching for work!

That being said, Holy Sh-t : A History of the English Language in Four Letters (http://www.amazon.ca/Holy-Sh-t-History-English-Language/dp/0199742677/ref=sr_1_sc_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1375028688&sr=8-1-spell&keywords=holy+shiit) is a fascinating book! Definitely a boon for language and world-building if you want authentic-sounding cussing. XD

[identity profile] flemmings.livejournal.com 2013-07-28 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Ze Prairies, zey do serious summer wezzer. Hope it evens out sometime.

Shall go look for that one. Thanks.

[identity profile] yumiyoshi.livejournal.com 2013-07-29 02:16 pm (UTC)(link)
:( disappointed re: Glass God, I had been genuinely excited/curious. Alas.

I didn't really expect character development in the Midnight Mayor books since imo she had clearly doubled down on Concept and Setting, which was a great choice. We all have to play to our strengths.

(And you know my feelings on Sharon, soooo yeah. With you there.)

[identity profile] flemmings.livejournal.com 2013-07-29 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Having finished it now, will say it improves in the second half. It just takes a while to get there through the rabbit rabbit rabbit of 'humourous' natter. I feel dialogue is to Magicals Anon what place description is to Midnight Mayor ie where Griffin indulges herself. Alas, the dialogue is always same old same old while the place descriptions do vary. But I like place; I can see someone else skipping endless paragraphs detailing Surbiton's tattiness with a muttered 'Get *on* with it already.'

Correction: Sharon isn't New Age but Self-help. Can't decide if this is good or bad. New Age shaman would have been a bit oogey, but NA is intriguing in its varied battiness. Self-help is a yawn in every way, whether taken straight or as the subject of satire.