Lesser Spotted Animals

Saturday, July 29th, 2017 04:49 pm
katherine: A line of books on a shelf, in greens and browns (books)
Recently picked up at the library, a really fun book Lesser Spotted Animals: The Coolest Creatures You've Never Heard Of by Martin Brown.

I particularly liked the bit on the Sand Cat (and there's an illustration of one in a t-shirt that reads I HEART SAND). The sentence "This animal is very psammophilic (sand-loving)." had me thinking of Five Children and It.
"You don't know?" it said. "Well, I knew the world had changed—but—well, really—Do you mean to tell me seriously you don't know a Psammead when you see one?"

"A Sammyadd? That's Greek to me."

"So it is to everyone," said the creature sharply. "Well, in plain English, then, a Sand-fairy.

Cassie Edwards

Thursday, June 8th, 2017 10:31 pm
katherine: A line of books on a shelf, in greens and browns (books)
Unpleasantly surprised to see a shiny new paperback with a familiar author name at the library recently. A few of Cassie Edward's novels have been reprinted in 2015 and 2016. (There's a Kensington Books author page.)

Not titles I'm seeing in the series posts at that Cassie Edwards Investigatory Extravaganza back from 2008, but. (Ah, there it is on the last page of the document from 2008, A centralized document for the Cassie Edwards situation. The page numbers don't match and I'm not quite curious enough to read more of Wild Ecstasy to track down the particular passages.)

I slogged through a couple chapters of Wild Ecstacy before giving up. In skimming the last few pages I did find a memorable line of dialogue.

"Ma'am he was forty-six years of age," Lieutenant Osborne said, his voice drawn. "His death was attributed to chronic diarrhea, and/or its remedy, opium."

Booksale pile

Sunday, May 28th, 2017 12:55 pm
katherine: A line of books on a shelf, in greens and browns (books)
I got a satisfying stack of books at a recent booksale.

I've already started one of the many Harlequin romances in the stack, The Beast Within (published in 2007) and two pages in been rewarded by the sentence "Grief choked him along with noxious fumes." Yay, science-experiment-gone-wrong werewolf!

Also Sex, Power and Pleasure, which is an ostensibly nonfiction book from 1985, solely because it fell open to the declaration:
Apart from being potentially versatile, lesbian sex can be tremendously powerful. It is of course true that any strong love, or any strong sexual urge, unleashes a powerful force in human beings. But without entering into competition for the Olympic sex medal, one can claim that the unique power of lesbian eroticism is one of the strongest forces in human existence.


Ironic that for both of these I'm linking to listings of ebook editions.
katherine: You have been chosen to ride the Kingdom Chums' Love Light text against blurry rainbow colours (kingdom chums)
I may never get around to reading more than the first three or four chapters of Dakota Child, a Love Inspired Historical by Linda Ford, but I enjoy an assumption made by the hero:
The mewling sound came again, louder, more demanding. [...]

He put the basket on a stool before the fireplace. The warmth of the yellow-and-orange flames made her ache to hunker down and extend her hands. But she didn't dare move. Who knew what would trigger this man into action? And she wasn't about to hazard a guess as to what sort of action he might take. Instead she waited, alert and ready to protect what was hers.

He bent over and eagerly folded back the blanket to reveal the contents, then jumped back as if someone shot him. "It's a baby," he muttered. The look he fired her accused her of some sort of trickery. "I thought you had a cat."

Steampunk Roomba

Thursday, September 8th, 2016 05:53 pm
katherine: A line of books on a shelf, in greens and browns (books)
I picked up Perfect Ruin by Lauren Destefano from the library. There are gears on its cover which I did not notice until after reading a few chapters.

There's a steampunk Roomba:
The windup metal vacuum discus is repeatedly knocking into the corner, trying to find its way out. The copper is scuffed, the gears whining for their efforts.

Black Beauty

Friday, August 14th, 2015 06:51 pm
katherine: A line of books on a shelf, in greens and browns (books)
The Annotated Black Beauty is alright, though not as much detail as I hoped for.

I did side-eye a particular paragraph in the Introduction (by Ellen B. Wells and Anne Grimshaw)
Anna Sewell brought sensitivity and sentiment to the horse world with her novel Black Beauty, written as a protest against the callous treatment of working horses, in particular the bearing rein and the docked tail—the dictates of fashion. However, she makes no reference to the operation of castration, an operation performed on the vast majority of male horses and which, at that time, did not require the use of anaesthetics. Whether the omission of this important event in Black Beauty's life is due to Victorian delicacy in such matters or whether Anna Sewell was simply unaware that most male horses underwent this operation will probably never be known.
katherine: A line of books on a shelf, in greens and browns (books)
In poking through E. Nesbit's The Book of Dragons to find a remembered tiny, pet elephant, I found (in a different story, "The Fiery Dragon, or The Heart of Stone and the Heart of Gold")

The Prince rode out of the town with his hippopotamuses trotting and frisking behind him, and people got inside their houses as quickly as they could when they heard the voices of his pack and the blowing of his horn. The pack squeezed through the town gates and off across country to hunt the dragon. Few of you who had not seen a pack of hippopotamuses in full cry will be able to imagine at all what the hunt was like. To begin with, hippopotamuses do not bay like hounds: They grunt like pigs, and their grunt is very big and fierce. Then, of course, no one expects hippopotamuses to jump. They just crash through the hedges and lumber through the standing corn, doing serious injury to the crops, and annoying the farmers very much. All the hippopotamuses had collars with their name and address on, but when the farmers called at the palace to complain of the injury to their standing crops, the Prince always said it served them right for leaving their crops standing about in people's way, and he never paid anything at all.

Temeraire

Wednesday, January 15th, 2014 09:39 pm
katherine: Cat-eared Dreamsheep, sleeping against a pale green background (catdreamsheep)
I thought I was two or three books behind on reading the Temeraire series but as I'm now two-thirds of the way through Crucile of Gold I'm only a bit over one behind it seems.

I liked this bit (from Chapter 9):
"It is not exactly slavery, though," Temeraire said. "You would not say that you were a slave, after all, only because you are mine."

It was some time since Laurence had considered himself entitled to demand Temeraire's obedience, which otherwise might have enabled him to explain the contradiction easily; and on the face of it, he realized in some dismay, the relations between captain and beast could with more rationality be given the character of possession by the latter, than the former.
katherine: Pink-haired, green My Little Pony toy held by anthropomorphic spotted cat. (furry)
A newsletter from Rainfurrest showed up in my email today. I am side-eyeing their attempt to colour-code attendees.

A quote:
You can help us all celebrate by showing us what the furry fandom really means to you! We have identified some of the biggest topics that furries express within the fandom and have made it fun and easy to identify these topics. With COLOR!

• Artwork - Red
• Costuming - Blue
• Performance - Purple
• Writing - Yellow
• Social - Green
• Gaming - Orange

How about you show us YOUR colors?

Are you a musician or a dancer? Wear a purple shirt and show everyone!


I must be extra sure to pack my striped arm warmers. Enough colours to confuse matters!
katherine: A line of books on a shelf, in greens and browns (books)
I'm shifting some things around onto a newly-acquired additional bookshelf, which includes getting in behind some double-stacking of books and misc. things. I found Adventures in Reading New Edition (1946) by May Lamberton Becker. On opening this at random, I read:

suggestions on ways of finding your way about in a public library. Of course, all you really need to do is to ask the librarian. I have bother librarians for years and years, and not one was ever even impatient with me, nor ever less than kind. You would have thought I was doing them a favour by reading their books. But when any class of human beings is as kind as that, it is only fair to do what we can for ourselves without asking them

She goes on to offer information on the Dewey Decimal System.

This is from a chapter titled Reading by Subject.

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