And here we see the older "Boomers" interacting with the younger "Millennial". Note the disgust for technology and hatred for how the Millennial has an easier time because they utilize machines well. 

Yeah, that's what this Farmers vs Starfleet plot is. Farmers resent technology yet have to rely on it for travel, and scorn Picard and the others for giving them said ride. Okay, Boomer.

Today has been a quiet day around the house. I spent the afternoon indulging in some classic films: first a couple of the Frankenstein series, then the John Wayne movie Flying Tigers. It's the sort of viewing that allows me to peruse the internet while I'm watching it, and among my reading are books reviews of new releases.

This is how I came across this review of Zachary Carter's new biography of John Maynard Keynes. I had read that it was being published, but as I already have two biographies of Keynes waiting to be read — a fat one by one of the editors of his published papers, and Robert Skidelsky's monumental three-volume account — I didn't pay it much mind. But reading Jennifer Szalai's review, and then this one and this one has caused me to reconsider.

Yet I find myself wondering: just how many biographies of John Maynard Keynes do I really need? It would be one thing to get Carter's book if I had already read the others, but I read Skidelsky's first volume so long ago that I would have to reread it before I got to the others, while Moggridge's book has deterred me with its density to such an extent that I actually sold my copy only to repurchase it later. So it seems unconscionable to buy yet another biography when I have so many good ones awaiting me.

I expect I'll order it shortly.

Do I dare call this full of symbolism, and therefore feel the need to scratch under the surface of these tales? Then again, is there any fairy tale worth it's salt that is not so.

Lets start saying that the way this is written is incredibly sensual. I was surprised because I was sure the first tale (The Bloddy Chamber), would turn up into a hardcore purple prose BDSM. It does not become explicit, but the erotic charge and the tug of war between desire for freedom and sexual or base hungers, innocence and a curiousity for corruption, is heavy and all encompassing on that one and several others in this collection (The Tiger's Bride, The Erl-king).

Puss in Boots was hilarious in all it's terribleness. Not one character in it can be called good, our narrator least of all, and yet. Lots of laughing OMG, no!

The Snow Child was... How do you pack it that fast? It takes infinitely more to unpack.

All of them are incredibly evocative. Also disturbing. Oh, and they screw with your mind with the POVs and tenses too.

I'm a still quite discombobulated by much of this, and I'm pretty certain I don't get even most  of what this is conveying, but frankly, at some point I started researching some fairy-tale stuff for background, and found out there are whole freaking books essaying on the meanings of this collection, so I reckon I'm good enough just keeping it floating on the back-burners of my mind.

Angela Carter fan girl that I am, I didn't know about this book until it popped up on my Thriftbooks recs.  

Carter provided the words for this children's alphabet book about cats.  Some letters are combined on one pages, but Carter makes excellent use of alliteration.  The illustrations are nice, and there are some wonderful lines.

I received a copy of 'Spectred Isle' as a Christmas gift from my lovely friend Christelle, so
hugs and a big thank you to her...and no this isn't the part that doesn't happen often, that's the part where I read it and forgot to add it to my book shelf but what can I say holidays are busy and sometimes these things do happen.

But I'm about to remedy my oversight with a 2 for 1 special because I also discovered the audio book as part of the 'audible escape' program and so of course I needed to refresh my memory before attempting a review.

Saul Lazenby is an unassuming archaeologist, who's had a bit of bad luck and finds himself working for an elderly man who quite honestly seems to have more money than brains but Saul's not going to look a gift horse in the mouth he likes having a roof over his head and food to eat. His employer knows what happened to him. He's an honorable gentleman whose been very forthright with the details of his circumstances and his employer doesn't care.

Randolph Glyde is the last of an an ancient line of archanist and he takes his duties very seriously.

Both men are somewhat more than they appear to be. As their paths keep crossing and strange events keep occurring what starts out as mutual a relationship based on mutual attraction with a solid dose of mistrust soon becomes a partnership with the mutual goal of getting to the heart of what's happening as well as opening up their hearts to each other.

Before I wrap this up I'll just take a moment to mention that the narrator was Ruairi Carter who is a new to me narrator and did an awesome job with this story. I'm definitely going to be checking his backlist out to see what else he's narrated that I can enjoy to help pass the time until there's more 'Green Men' to enjoy.

While I'm typically not a big fan of historical stories, KJ Charles is one of a small list of authors who I know will deliver a really enjoyable story no matter what year it takes place in. Plus...there's magic and masons and if that's not enough there's 'green men' but of course you knew this right? Because the series it's call 'Green Men' so it only stands to reason and now for the sad news...when I went to see when I'd be able to get my hands on the next book the blurb simply said...please not this is on hold until further notice. While this makes me sad I have every faith that when the author is able to resume the series it will prove to have been worth the wait.