Mr Spock’s Clean Adventure

Another week down, another day of Indian Summer II, and another checkpoint in my nesting process reached! A lot of feathering yet to accomplish, but the shape is there.

I haven’t necessarily gone into a lot of detail about every step of furnishing the place, but I thought I’d do this one because it did involve a bit of something I can give you a recipe for. That is, I’ve now embarked on making my own detergent! But what’s that got to do with my building my nest? Well, I’ll tell you.

Continue reading


Moving Is Like Christmas

Well, since I teased last week that I was no longer homeless, I thought I’d come in this week and talk a bit about the fact that I’m not homeless anymore. My furniture projects are going to be a second post, done when I’m pretty much done with them and can give you the whole process. But in the meantime, I’m just going to talk about homemaking.

Life is in a rare state of upheaval. I don’t feel like blogging about it. No doubt you can tell I’ve been depressed because I simply haven’t been reading and have given up the Sugar Challenge lest I never read again. Or never post in this blog again. I’m just too discouraged. It’s not even my life that’s the problem; things are on the up and up for me (so why I can’t get out of this spiritual apathy, I have no idea), but I’m just utterly fatigued by how life is going for those around me. Discouraging. Almost makes me feel guilty to be on the up-and-up, but I’ve been so borderline despairing for so long I can’t actually be sorry now that I’m finally getting some relief.

Continue reading


Halfway: A Reevaluation

For a challenge that started off strong, I have completely fallen apart. And while I felt guilty for not continuing after a few weeks, and was in denial about not continuing, and kept telling myself I’d make it up and get back to it eventually, well, by this point, I don’t feel guilty anymore. I feel tired.

The fact of the matter is, the Sugar Challenge has not been sweet. I really tried. But it’s now been like 4 months since I read anything, and there are several things to blame for this.

Continue reading

Featured Image -- 13755

Review: Vision of the Future


A bit of an update on what I’ve been up to — having done one of the coolest things ever!

Originally posted on The RebeLibrarian:

by Timothy Zahn. The Hand of Thrawn, Book 2.

vision_coverIt’s nineteen years since the Rebellion’s first major victory against the Empire. The New Republic is fledgling no more, but an established government bearing all the responsibility for a galaxy of planets and beings — and suffering all the painful consequences of the same.

The Empire sees the Republic’s growing weakness, as the Caamas Document scandal continues to unfold, and some parties seek to exploit the weakness and bring the New Order back into power. Others, specifically Admiral Pellaeon, see that the time for civil war has passed and the time to negotiate for the coexistence of the two governments has come.

Seeking to put the Empire in power once more, a former Crimson Guard named Tierce works with Moff Disra and a con artist named Flim to convince the galaxy that Thrawn is back and ready to crush once and…

View original 433 more words


Panther Across the Sky

Part of the 2015 Sugar Challenge.

Week 15. A play. Tecumseh!. Review.

And actually, I’m kind of excited about this one. As I may have mentioned a time or two on this site, I’m from Ohio and I love Ohio; I’m proud of the state’s history and legacy, and I also have this theory that the sorts of history that you grow up around has an impact on your childhood games and imagination. This was Shawnee territory; the wild west back before we’d crossed the Mississippi. Middle Ohio is home to mysterious earthworks, the Great Hopewell Road, and the eternal possibility of finding arrowheads in your own backyard if you’re tremendously lucky. Indian games were the staple of all my childhood fantasies. So Allan Eckert’s Tecumseh! was destined to have a particular place in my heart even long before I read it.

Continue reading

Eye of the cat


Another week, another book down! The 2015 Sugar Challenge continues. I made some more rearrangements, for various reasons, and now present

Week 13, A book from an author I love, but that I haven’t read yet.

And this was very exciting, because I chose Roger Zelazny, but thought I would be fairly limited in what I could choose. Most of his stuff is out of print, and the one I’d chosen to read — the sequel to a prequel I accidentally read last year — was going to be hard to find. And then at the end of February, I found an entire stack of Reader’s Club edition Zelazny books I’d never read before!

Continue reading


Russian Trio, the Third

Actually finished this book last weekend, not this past weekend, but I’m not going to hang myself up particularly on the minutiae of when exactly I finished a book. Interestingly, this was one of the first books I chose for the challenge, and it fits perfectly in the category because a huge part of why I wanted to read it at all was its being set in Moscow . . .

Week 12, A book set in a different country.

Also, as I mentioned not long ago in discussing Mowgli, I have a fascination with feral children. I came across this book while cataloging a few months ago, and while I wasn’t quite gripped enough (as with Room) to drop everything and read it, it did stay with me enough to be one of the books on this list I’ve really been looking forward to.

Continue reading


Russian Trio, the Second

I wonder what makes the difference between an autobiography and a memoir. I suppose an autobiography attempts to be more factual and/or exhaustive while a memoir selects various anecdotes from a particular time frame and strings them together into a series. The autobiography can give you the facts of a person’s entire life while a memoir gives you a personal recollection of a part of it. There is a difference, but interestingly, the fixed fields in cataloging don’t differentiate, using “a” to designate either autobio or memoir. I’m not big on the autobiography/memoir genre. But this is —

Week 11, A memoir.

Also, part of the three Russiany books I read at once. It might have been more fitting to do this one first and then Special Purpose, allowing the fictional book set in both the 80s and the 1900s to bridge for me, but, what I have written is what I have written.

Continue reading


Russian Trio, the First

I’m aware of the fact that this is March and the Irish have absolutely taken over and inundated March. And that my obsession with Ireland ought to lead me to go into Irish overdrive aroundabout now. I’m also aware that for the Russian object of my affection, March is a time of pain and tragedy. But I’m posting Russiany stuff now and you will live. I actually have a couple of weeks grouped into themes in the Sugar challenge, and the Irish quartet is at present some two months from now. Anyway, here is this week’s topic book, which is fitting for both Irish and Russian things —

Week 10, A book that made you cry.

Anyway, that the man who wrote this is Irish, so there you go. I moved it up from where it was because I just addressed it last week and wanted to do all these together. And this turned out to be oh, so fitting, because not only did I cry through the last few chapters the first time I read it, but this time, I almost cried through the whole thing. This book hurts so very good. (Oh, and this review is spoilery. For the spoiler-free version, try here.)

Continue reading

(An illustration of du Maurier's grandfather's, a parody of Camelot)

The Gift of Madness

Here I am with the next installment of the sugar challenge! I’d wanted to arrange things so that all my Russian reading would kind of coincide — because I will in fact be reviewing House of Special Purpose on the heels of my character discussion from Sunday — but I already had this book from the library and therefore things are going to be less thematic than I would like. However, I am proud to report that it’s finally not an abysmal disappointment and I have some nice things to say at last!

Week nine, A book by a female author.

I had initially considered this book for several different locations on the challenge — including thriller, classic romance, and short stories, as I found out more about it — but in all honesty I couldn’t be happier about keeping it where I initially put it in my first iteration of the challenge. Because with it being “book by a female author,” I really want to focus on the author. Without further ado, I give you . . . some of the most fundamentally brainscamming short stories I’ve ever read from a truly mad mind.

Continue reading