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Sunday, May 21st, 2023 08:31 pmAche ache ache. Slept 11+ hours last night, making up for Saturday's curtailment, but hurt all day anyway. Saw Prof&Mrs Islamic Studies as I was having a latte at the Yuppie Café (yuppie because it was closest, bar the one that doesn't have pastries). Mrs I.S. reminds me that we're getting smog from the Alberta wild fires which might explain some of the malaise, but I ascribe it mostly to damp and humidity and lack of acupuncture. Should have grabbed that Friday noon appointment but didn't want to have to set an alarm, which will learn me. Anyway, that was my human interaction for the day. Loneliness kills as much as smoking, I'm told, but extreme introverts can survive on very little, and I do quite happily.
Otherwise, The Angel of the Crows is an absolute delight. I have no problem envisioning Crow as an albino Cumberbatch, mostly because I like Freeman's Watson better than any of the others I know of (which RP-wise is actually very few: know neither Brett nor Rathbone's settei.) And the colander mind has forgotten most of the original stories, so I really don't know what will happen. My rereading of canon a dozen years ago may well have skipped The Sign of the Four entirely because it might as well be The Moonstone for all I remember of it. Anyway, a lovely read and so much easier than chewy Craft novels. Which I love, but dear god I want a map so badly. It took me three times through Three Parts Dead to finally, finally, grasp what the God Wars were about. I know I'm slow, but some writers are so close to their worlds that what's stunningly obvious to them is pitch black night to the rest of us, and that includes the basic question of what's where.
Otherwise, The Angel of the Crows is an absolute delight. I have no problem envisioning Crow as an albino Cumberbatch, mostly because I like Freeman's Watson better than any of the others I know of (which RP-wise is actually very few: know neither Brett nor Rathbone's settei.) And the colander mind has forgotten most of the original stories, so I really don't know what will happen. My rereading of canon a dozen years ago may well have skipped The Sign of the Four entirely because it might as well be The Moonstone for all I remember of it. Anyway, a lovely read and so much easier than chewy Craft novels. Which I love, but dear god I want a map so badly. It took me three times through Three Parts Dead to finally, finally, grasp what the God Wars were about. I know I'm slow, but some writers are so close to their worlds that what's stunningly obvious to them is pitch black night to the rest of us, and that includes the basic question of what's where.
