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i keep forgetting most of these characters are mormon. they're even worse at following their religion than those disney+ tiktok mormon housewives were. at least none of them drunkenly killed one of their children and then pinned the blame on a random kid. as far as im aware, anyway. i didnt let my friends force me to sit through the entire first series

decided to go to the book hive and buy a book today, despite having a thousand pages left of this and several unread books on my shelf, and the world got me back for it with a norwich labubu jumpscare. the soulless eyes of a giant labubu are more haunting than words can say

been sentenced to our sinister capital for work today and managed to get some reading in on the train, but a book this size does not make for easy commute reading. absolute brick of a hardback

barely read last week, thanks to work, and have a similarly busy week ahead, but i am enjoying this. western is not my genre (i attempted blood meridian twice, could not get into mccarthy's writing style and it was just a bit dull), and the writing here has taken some getting used to, but there is a reason i put my trust in mark danielewski. he is a talented storyteller

definitely do not have the time to read a book of this length, but it's been calling to me from the top of my bookshelf for several months now. the last time i put my faith in mark danielewski, it more than paid off, and if this is half as good as house of leaves i will be content

had a catch-up via discord with hans, my freak in arms, and we were talking about the simple joy of going into bookshops and picking up random books you've never heard of instead of seeking out something specific. i mentioned this and the plot, because it seemed up their alley, and it turns out they have already read it. no book is too niche

always intrigued by how different authors characterise the devil. most of the time, they go for somewhat suave, whereas here he calls a sixteen year old a pussy and says fuck a lot. which is somehow eerier than the likes of mephisto. who was, admittedly, pretty damn silly, but the names given most of the other demons of faustian novels ive read (save luc) are escaping me in this sleepy state

this book is fascinating, but fucking hell, it is bombarding me with fact after fact about religious history. i am an atheist geographer who specialised in equitable sustainable. it could not be further from my knowledge base. several reviews say this isn't particularly accessible to people who aren't experts in the field, and i do agree. may read some fiction alongside this, and also take some notes. for my sanity

yet another book that has been sitting on my shelf since my birthday, simply because i wasnt in the mood for dense nonfiction when i read the first forty pages last year and promptly forgot about it. come to think of it, i attempted death + the penguin and the vorrh at the same time, couldn't get into either one, and then probably reread adsom. that says it all

accidentally made an adsom reference while tutoring. in my defence, it was because of a discussion about comparisons between two different poems about london, and 'i dont know what london he's in, but it isnt ours' did just slip out

had a ten hour work day yesterday (eleven including travel), and today my 9-5 has been supplemented by a two hour driving lesson and an hour of tutoring. how am i supposed to sit and read in these conditions. at least i had a chance to update my little 2026 media notebook yesterday, so half the books ive read and games ive played this year have a page. small wins

had friends visiting over the weekend, so didn't read as much as i normally would, but an incredibly worthwhile trade. went to the beach and gave a tour of my fine city.
also need to get my hands on a copy of project hail mary at some point, want to read it soon because my boyfriend would like to watch it with me (he has already seen it once) and i have to read it first

a friend got me this for my birthday last year, and another friend is very fond of the book, but i never did get around to reading it. better late than never.

the most horrifying thing about this book is that it is based on a true story. and when i looked up the name of the woman who inspired luciana, elena milagro de hoyos, every single search result was the name of the man who desecrated her corpse, and sensationalist articles about the 'real life corpse bride'. i wish that were more surprising.

i am not a particularly squeamish person. ive read american psycho several times and used to watch hannibal while eating dinner. but i was not prepared for the semi-graphic on-page depiction of a diy abortion via small needle. this fictional teenager is considerably braver than i am

discovered my old secondary school and sixth form is currently under lockdown because a girl was stabbed. it's never been a great school (minor acts of violence while i was there. the gun lockdown. history of racism. and the murder) but fucking hell. glad i am not there anymore. poor kid

there was no chance of me seeing a book called 'eaters of the dead' and not buying it immediately. though i do wish the copy i found had the same cover as this goodreads edition. big fan of saturn devouring his son. i even have some socks with him on them

ive started to read nightblood's dialogue in stephen fry's voice, and i think it has significantly improved my quality of life. he, too, can destroy evil, as all true norwich folk eventually must

absolutely no hope of finishing this today. maybe by wednesday. when did i become so damn busy

brandon sanderson casually dropping the canon existence of shapeshifting dragons in the cosmere and then moving on like nothing happened. meanwhile kaladin is neutralising immortals through the power of song. strange book, this one

why is the entire cosmere hanging around on roshar. we've got feruchemists, seons, several references to warbreaker (which i still have not read), whatever iyatil's got going on, hoid, and also kelsier is here. a moment of silence for any stormlight fans who havent read anything else branderson has written, because this book would be utterly incomprehensible

have had even worse back pain than usual this week. which could mean nothing

what do you mean there are another six hundred pages standing between me and the end of this book. there was a time when i could plough through a stormlight novel in a week (well. words of radiance. the best of them all), but that time has most certainly passed. if i play my cards right i can finish this at the weekend, but i kind of doubt it

halfway through, feeling conflicted. every other book in this series has had a Scene. one that has stuck with me all these years, and really encapsulates the spirit of these novels & the heart that has gone into them. i dont know that i have found that spirit here, yet. i hope i do, and there are another seven hundred pages left

told myself i wouldnt buy any new books until finishing this, and then made the mistake of going into the book hive (favourite indie book shop) today and bought four books. something to look forward to when i finally defeat this monstrosity of a novel

did they just treat moash to the rosharan equivalent of hemalurgy. there's something very reminiscent of the steel inquisitors there except with spikes of crystal rather than metal.

every so often i remember that it is entirely possible to trace my interest in the cosmere back to my twelve year old self deciding to watch a random youtuber play a randomised nuzlocke of pokemon alpha sapphire. he mentioned the way of kings in a video of his five or six years later, i added it to my goodreads tbr, and the rest was history

in my second week at this job i was told about the roman village + bathhouse they found during onshore construction. finally allowed to talk about it publicly after spending the past two days telling kids and parents about it at the science festival. fifty roman artefacts soon to be donated to the museum (:

szeth has always reminded me of holland, and kaladin has often reminded me of kell. and now we get the two of them sent to szeth's homeland together and forced into prolonged close proximity. welcome back kellholland

boyfriend got a star dedicated to me for valentine's (: and then a couple hours after showing me it he was putting ice down my shirt. the duality of man