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text 2018-11-25 18:56
24 Festive Tasks: Door 10 - Bon Om Touk, Task 4 (Moonlighting Book Characters)
The Complete Sherlock Holmes - Arthur Conan Doyle
Nights At The Circus - Sarah Waters,Angela Carter
The Colour of Magic - Terry Pratchett

Three moonlighting characters:


1. Dr. John Watson:  The good doctor actually has a full-time practice as an MD -- which doesn't stop him from routinely going sleuthing with London's self-declared "only consulting detectivie", however.


Since "moonlighting" is built into the character profile of pretty much every amateur detective (and if not into theirs, at the very least into that of their sidekicks), I could probably just go on listing cozy mysteries ... but just to keep it varied, I'll add instead:


2. Jack Walser: Journalist by trade, who joins Sophie Fevvers's circus and moonlights there as a clown in order to be able to finish Sophie's biography (and just generally be close to her) in Angela Carter's Nights at the Circus.


3. Rincewind: Discworld's most hapless wizard, who is pressed into moonlighting as Twoflower's (and his luggage's) tourist guide in Terry Pratchett's The Colour of Magic.


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review 2018-10-17 18:55
Guess who has a new favourite author?
Nights at the Circus - Angela Carter

This was bloody amazing!


The writing was gorgeous, the braided in stories colorful and as bizarre as you could expect, and even when at their most tragic, always running this underground hilarity out of sheer cynicism and pragmatic pizazz. All seasoned with a good dose of feminism and magical realism.


I laughed a lot, but it actually ran me through the whole gamut of emotions and I did not want it to end. Loved it, will read more by the author, and will buy whatever of hers I can find around here.


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text 2018-10-17 18:13
Reading progress update: I've read 298 out of 304 pages.
Nights at the Circus - Angela Carter

"What is your name? Have you a soul? Can you love?" he demanded of her in a great, rhapsodic rush as she rose up out of her curtsey. When she heard that, her heart lifted and sang. She batted her lashes at him, beaming, exuberant, newly armed. Now she looked big enough to crack the roof of the god-hut, all wild hair and feathers and triumphant breasts and blue eyes the size of dinner plates.
            "That's the way to start the interview!" she cried. "Get out your pencil and we'll begin!"


Full circle. Damn, this is such a good book. I'm sad to see it end.


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text 2018-10-17 00:22
Reading progress update: I've read 172 out of 304 pages.
Nights at the Circus - Angela Carter

"He says he loves you," she told Mignon. Mignon presented a blank face. Fevvers hastily translated herself. Mignon laughed. The Strong Man wept and mumbled some more.
            "He says he loves you but he's a coward."
            This time, Mignon did not laugh but kicked at the straw with her bare toe.
            Mumble, mumble, mumble.
            "He says he loves you; he's a coward; and he can't bear to think of you in the arms of a clown."
            It was the Princess who burst out laughing, this time,


This comedy of errors!


I'm loving this to pieces


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text 2018-10-13 05:37
Reading progress update: I've read 82 out of 304 pages.
Nights at the Circus - Angela Carter

I'm at Mr Rosencreutz, and I'm taking a second to post so as to regain my breath, I'm laughing so hard. I mean, I don't even know which bit to choose, so some samples of amusing savagery:


"So that was the signification of his gold medallion! The penis, represented by itself, aspires upwards, represented by the wings, but is dragged downwards, represented by the twining stem, by the female part, represented by the rose. H'm. This is some kind of heretical possibly Manichean version of neo-Platonic Rosicrucianism, thinks I to myself; tread carefully, girlie! I exort myself.
            "He's so appalled himself at the notion of the orifice that the poor old sod mumbles and whimpers himself to a halt, though he's no stranger to the Abyss, himself, used to come every Sunday, just to convince himself it was as 'orrible as he'd always thought.


"I try a dollop of his excellent Stilton, pondering as I savour it the baroque eclecticism of his mythology.


"I saw in the paper only yesterday how he gives the most impressive speech in the House on the subject of Votes for Women. Which he is against. On account of how women are of a different soul-substance from men, cut from a different bolt of spirit cloth, and altogether too pure and rarefied to be bothering their pretty little heads with things of this world, such as the Irish question and the Boer War.


for what Mr Rosencreutz is willing to pay for the privilege of busting a scrap of cartilege was quite sufficient to set my entire family up in comfort, I can tell you.


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