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May. 17th, 2024 10:39 pmOne thing I'm having to remind myself of lately is that I very much enjoy Dreamwidth as a social media platform but am not much like a lot of the people who find this format useful! I don't make lists, or follow routines, or write out all my goals for the year or set myself homework. I very much admire people who do! But I was getting a bit--but why don't I go swimming three times a week/read all the Hugo nominees/make spreadsheets about the recipes I tried/save all my tabs/etc?
Because I am not remotely that sort of person, that's why, and that's fine. I do log the books I read in a year, and otherwise have not followed a routine or done things in a set order since 2005, and that really is fine.
On a sort of similar note, I've been wondering about cross-posting my Goodreads reviews here just so I have a better way of keeping them together than... well, than Goodrads. I read a lot of romance and women's fiction as we know, plus a significant slice of SFF, detective fiction, poetry and a very little non-fiction. (I try not to read depressing non-fiction, which limits me to some pop science and pop engineering, some twentieth/twenty-first century history, and the odd memoir. History, politics and climate change being closed off to you does sort of limit your participation in the genre.) I don't read anything ever described as literary fiction, or horror, and I don't read books by men (I mean, not very much; I'm sometimes persuaded). I always used to like to think I read widely! I mean, I probably do compared to some and not at all compared to others.
Anyway, I may post them, because I think I am funny (sometimes). The last books I read were a Sophie Ranald romance, Out With The Ex In With The New (fun but clearly her early work), When The Tiger Came Down The Mountain (the second Singing Hills book by Nghi Vo, I've just discovered this series and just love it, love it, could eat every word like candy) and right now it's These Burning Stars (space opera by Bethany Jacobs), and another Ranald. My next after these is either The City of Brass by S.A. Chakraborty (I liked The Adventures of Amina Al-Sirafi, the fantasy pirate book, so much that I've decided to check out the author's back catalogue) or it's a reread of Ancillary Justice, which oddly I had as an ARC and haven't reread since. And poetry is an ongoing thing, for me, I've got one Brian Bilston book and also the collected works of Kathleen Jamie on the side table to dip into before bed.
(Kathleen Jamie! Maybe my most favourite poet, in moods and lights. Other than all the others who are my favourite poets.) Speaking of going to bed, which I hate these days for reasons.
Because I am not remotely that sort of person, that's why, and that's fine. I do log the books I read in a year, and otherwise have not followed a routine or done things in a set order since 2005, and that really is fine.
On a sort of similar note, I've been wondering about cross-posting my Goodreads reviews here just so I have a better way of keeping them together than... well, than Goodrads. I read a lot of romance and women's fiction as we know, plus a significant slice of SFF, detective fiction, poetry and a very little non-fiction. (I try not to read depressing non-fiction, which limits me to some pop science and pop engineering, some twentieth/twenty-first century history, and the odd memoir. History, politics and climate change being closed off to you does sort of limit your participation in the genre.) I don't read anything ever described as literary fiction, or horror, and I don't read books by men (I mean, not very much; I'm sometimes persuaded). I always used to like to think I read widely! I mean, I probably do compared to some and not at all compared to others.
Anyway, I may post them, because I think I am funny (sometimes). The last books I read were a Sophie Ranald romance, Out With The Ex In With The New (fun but clearly her early work), When The Tiger Came Down The Mountain (the second Singing Hills book by Nghi Vo, I've just discovered this series and just love it, love it, could eat every word like candy) and right now it's These Burning Stars (space opera by Bethany Jacobs), and another Ranald. My next after these is either The City of Brass by S.A. Chakraborty (I liked The Adventures of Amina Al-Sirafi, the fantasy pirate book, so much that I've decided to check out the author's back catalogue) or it's a reread of Ancillary Justice, which oddly I had as an ARC and haven't reread since. And poetry is an ongoing thing, for me, I've got one Brian Bilston book and also the collected works of Kathleen Jamie on the side table to dip into before bed.
(Kathleen Jamie! Maybe my most favourite poet, in moods and lights. Other than all the others who are my favourite poets.) Speaking of going to bed, which I hate these days for reasons.