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Books 2011: I'm not calling you a ghost
Apr. 20th, 2011 10:20 pmBooks 2011: 47-49
47. Richelle Mead, Iron Crowned.
And my trend of picking up middle books of series (in this case, third and presently last) continues. Urban fantasy. Sort of. High levels of angst and sex. Not so happy with the amount of sex relative to plot, but I cannot deny the plot is entertaining.
48. Ben Aaronovitch, Rivers of London.
Published in the US as Midnight Riot, this is what the Dresden files would be if Harry Dresden had a)started out with a better sense of humour and higher levels of genre-savvy and b)was a PC in the London Met. This book has a fantastic voice and feels like London all the way to the ground. Also interesting plot developments, but I'd read it for the voice and the sheer depth of London in it anyway.
non-fiction
49. Chris Wickham, The Inheritance of Rome: A History of Europe from 400 to 1000. Penguin History of Europe, Penguin, London and New York, 2010.
This book does exactly what it says on the tin. It is a wide-ranging survey of European history - which, as and when it's appropriate, includes the Ummayads of Damascus, the Abbasids of Baghdad, and the Fatimids of Egypt in the category Europe - from the fifth to the eleventh centuries. It is divided into four parts: the break-up of the Roman Empire, 400-550; the Post-Roman West, 550-750; the Empires of the East, 550-1000; and the Carolingian and Post-Carolingian West, 750-100. These are subdivided into chapters, which deal with separate geographical, chronological, and thematic chunks of the very large amount of information Wickham aims to cover.
It is a fascinating and very readable history, and it cracked my brain open and let new light in concerning Roman and post-Roman political systems, and how each can be expected to function. The chapters which survey the Arab invasions and subsequent polities were very helpful in understanding the forces which shaped the early medieval Mediterranean, and are not always included in general surveys of this period of "European" history.
I recommend it without hesitation. I think this may be one of the best works of narrative history I've read in the last while - on point, focused, clear about its biases without being obtrusive with them, and immensely knowledgeable. Wickham dedicates it to his students - fortunate students, I would say, to have the opportunity to learn from such a mind.
I am tired and feel sick and stupid, and want very much not to have to get up tomorrow and pretend I care what college bureaucracy is doing. Particularly when they have scheduled me to invigilate during the times when I am supposed to be taking an exam after I specifically emailed to inform them of this.
Oh, well. I need the money, even if it's not nearly enough. (I need a job, but who the hell is hiring? And Tor.com has not begun to pay me for my work for them yet, which - argh! - is money I am counting on to be there. Eventually. Soon would be nice.)
When the wide world comes winding to a close
where shall we be? Who knows? That day is yet
beyond reach, unconsummated. Time flows
in one direction only, oily, wet,
impermeable to the human eye
impermeable to answers. What, why -
I saw the sibyl caged at Cumae
when every word she spoke became a lie.
This is the truth of oracles. Like us,
they guess how the dice fall before they die.
....I appear to have committed poem. I should really stop doing that in public. Or at least make sure it has a title, first.
Still, why not?
47. Richelle Mead, Iron Crowned.
And my trend of picking up middle books of series (in this case, third and presently last) continues. Urban fantasy. Sort of. High levels of angst and sex. Not so happy with the amount of sex relative to plot, but I cannot deny the plot is entertaining.
48. Ben Aaronovitch, Rivers of London.
Published in the US as Midnight Riot, this is what the Dresden files would be if Harry Dresden had a)started out with a better sense of humour and higher levels of genre-savvy and b)was a PC in the London Met. This book has a fantastic voice and feels like London all the way to the ground. Also interesting plot developments, but I'd read it for the voice and the sheer depth of London in it anyway.
non-fiction
49. Chris Wickham, The Inheritance of Rome: A History of Europe from 400 to 1000. Penguin History of Europe, Penguin, London and New York, 2010.
This book does exactly what it says on the tin. It is a wide-ranging survey of European history - which, as and when it's appropriate, includes the Ummayads of Damascus, the Abbasids of Baghdad, and the Fatimids of Egypt in the category Europe - from the fifth to the eleventh centuries. It is divided into four parts: the break-up of the Roman Empire, 400-550; the Post-Roman West, 550-750; the Empires of the East, 550-1000; and the Carolingian and Post-Carolingian West, 750-100. These are subdivided into chapters, which deal with separate geographical, chronological, and thematic chunks of the very large amount of information Wickham aims to cover.
It is a fascinating and very readable history, and it cracked my brain open and let new light in concerning Roman and post-Roman political systems, and how each can be expected to function. The chapters which survey the Arab invasions and subsequent polities were very helpful in understanding the forces which shaped the early medieval Mediterranean, and are not always included in general surveys of this period of "European" history.
I recommend it without hesitation. I think this may be one of the best works of narrative history I've read in the last while - on point, focused, clear about its biases without being obtrusive with them, and immensely knowledgeable. Wickham dedicates it to his students - fortunate students, I would say, to have the opportunity to learn from such a mind.
I am tired and feel sick and stupid, and want very much not to have to get up tomorrow and pretend I care what college bureaucracy is doing. Particularly when they have scheduled me to invigilate during the times when I am supposed to be taking an exam after I specifically emailed to inform them of this.
Oh, well. I need the money, even if it's not nearly enough. (I need a job, but who the hell is hiring? And Tor.com has not begun to pay me for my work for them yet, which - argh! - is money I am counting on to be there. Eventually. Soon would be nice.)
When the wide world comes winding to a close
where shall we be? Who knows? That day is yet
beyond reach, unconsummated. Time flows
in one direction only, oily, wet,
impermeable to the human eye
impermeable to answers. What, why -
I saw the sibyl caged at Cumae
when every word she spoke became a lie.
This is the truth of oracles. Like us,
they guess how the dice fall before they die.
....I appear to have committed poem. I should really stop doing that in public. Or at least make sure it has a title, first.
Still, why not?
