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Wild winds again send the temperatures spiralling downwards. Wild in that they seemed to be coming from three directions simultaneously: south, east, and west. Might be the wind tunnel effect because it's generally not possible to have the last two at the same time. Joints object to this, whatever, or maybe the forecast snow.
Finished last week: Barraclough, Embers of the Hands, the non dates 'n kings history of the Vikings. Am not a Viking fangirl myself-- they burned witches-- but am pleased to be told that pace the Viking reenactment fanbois and their flowing locks, the Norsemen shaved the backs of their heads and grew their hair long at the front, as shown in the Bayeux tapestry. Therefore they looked like dweebs, as any man does, jarhead or whatever, who shaves the back of his head. Also my beloved Lewis chessmen, that have shield-biting berserkers sharing a board with Christian bishops.
Kashiwabi Sachiko, Temple Alley Summer. Ghosts or revenants in a very Ima Ichiko sort of story. The Japanese don't tell you why anything, even if this one does explain some things, but there's several whys I wonder about, like why the mother was invisible to her daughter and the narrator, but this just adds to the general Imaness of the story.
Miles Burton, Death Takes a Detour and Death Leaves No Card. Am running out of Burtons on Kobo, even though he wrote so many. Have had recourse to John Rhodes, which aren't always as good.
On the go: a thick volume of Diana Wynne Jones short stories. TBR: another Kashiwaba, The Village Beyond the Mist, said to be the distant source for Spirited Away.
Finished last week: Barraclough, Embers of the Hands, the non dates 'n kings history of the Vikings. Am not a Viking fangirl myself-- they burned witches-- but am pleased to be told that pace the Viking reenactment fanbois and their flowing locks, the Norsemen shaved the backs of their heads and grew their hair long at the front, as shown in the Bayeux tapestry. Therefore they looked like dweebs, as any man does, jarhead or whatever, who shaves the back of his head. Also my beloved Lewis chessmen, that have shield-biting berserkers sharing a board with Christian bishops.
Kashiwabi Sachiko, Temple Alley Summer. Ghosts or revenants in a very Ima Ichiko sort of story. The Japanese don't tell you why anything, even if this one does explain some things, but there's several whys I wonder about, like why the mother was invisible to her daughter and the narrator, but this just adds to the general Imaness of the story.
Miles Burton, Death Takes a Detour and Death Leaves No Card. Am running out of Burtons on Kobo, even though he wrote so many. Have had recourse to John Rhodes, which aren't always as good.
On the go: a thick volume of Diana Wynne Jones short stories. TBR: another Kashiwaba, The Village Beyond the Mist, said to be the distant source for Spirited Away.

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Yes! It tickles me to no end that contrary to the preferences of metalheads ironic and unironic both, the Vikings apparently were walking around with reverse mullets.
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And one wonders why. If you're wearing a helmet, yeah maybe I can see shaving the back. But long in front? Doesn't that just get in the way and, like, get caught in your snot and so on?