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This week was busy in terms of work and blogging. Not a lot happened on the blog so much as behind the blog, but the next few months are looking to be steady. The same can be said for work as I have slightly decreased my hours (but am still trying to accomplish the same amount of tasks).
I finally explored David’s Tea this week as I learned that a favorite shoppe was, in fact, closing. I am hoping to post a brief review of my experience soon. I have spent most of the week resting and reading, while playing with a few new recipes. I am always in the hunt for good crock-pot and simple recipes that allow me to continue to proved home cooked meals even during flare ups. So please feel free to drop links or emails to any favorites you may have!
My Name is Venus Black
By Heather Lloyd
I think about this a lot lately, trying to figure out how I got here. I trace my life back in time, looking for all those places in the past where, if I could change one key detail, I would never have seen what I saw or done what I did that terrible February night.
Venus Black is a straitlaced, straight-A student obsessed with the phenomena of astronomy—until the night she commits a shocking crime that tears her family apart and ignites a media firestorm. Venus refuses to talk about what happened or why, except to blame her mother. Adding to the mystery, Venus’s developmentally challenged younger brother, Leo, suddenly goes missing.
Five years later, Venus emerges from prison with a suitcase of used clothes, a fake identity, and a determination to escape her painful past. Estranged from her mother, and with her brother still missing, she sets out to make a fresh start, skittish and alone. But as new people enter her orbit—including a romantic interest and a young girl who seems like a mirror image of her former lost self—old wounds resurface, and Venus realizes that she can’t find a future while she’s running from her past.
In this gripping story, debut novelist Heather Lloyd brilliantly captures ordinary lives upended by extraordinary circumstances. Told through a constellation of captivating voices, My Name Is Venus Black explores the fluidity of right and wrong, the meaning of love and family, and the nature of forgiveness.
- Wednesday was a general health update with Life is Happening: That Occasional Health Update.
- Friday Favorites was a look at True Crime.
What I am listening to this week:
I actually picked this up with my audible credit after reading a review by Lashaan at Bookidote (I have several new titles here courtesy of his reviews 😉 ).
By Jeff Vandermeer
Narrated by Bahni Turpin
In a ruined, nameless city of the future, a woman named Rachel, who makes her living as a scavenger, finds a creature she names “Borne” entangled in the fur of Mord, a gigantic, despotic bear. Mord once prowled the corridors of the biotech organization known as the Company, which lies at the outskirts of the city, until he was experimented on, grew large, learned to fly and broke free. Driven insane by his torture at the Company, Mord terrorizes the city even as he provides sustenance for scavengers like Rachel.
At first, Borne looks like nothing at all—just a green lump that might be a Company discard. The Company, although severely damaged, is rumoured to still make creatures and send them to distant places that have not yet suffered Collapse.
Borne somehow reminds Rachel of the island nation of her birth, now long lost to rising seas. She feels an attachment she resents; attachments are traps, and in this world any weakness can kill you. Yet when she takes Borne to her subterranean sanctuary, the Balcony Cliffs, Rachel convinces her lover, Wick, not to render Borne down to raw genetic material for the drugs he sells—she cannot break that bond.
Wick is a special kind of supplier, because the drug dealers in the city don’t sell the usual things. They sell tiny creatures that can be swallowed or stuck in the ear, and that release powerful memories of other people’s happier times or pull out forgotten memories from the user’s own mind—or just produce beautiful visions that provide escape from the barren, craterous landscapes of the city.
Against his better judgment, out of affection for Rachel or perhaps some other impulse, Wick respects her decision. Rachel, meanwhile, despite her loyalty to Wick, knows he has kept secrets from her. Searching his apartment, she finds a burnt, unreadable journal titled “Mord,” a cryptic reference to the Magician (a rival drug dealer) and evidence that Wick has planned the layout of the Balcony Cliffs to match the blueprint of the Company building. What is he hiding? Why won’t he tell her about what happened when he worked for the Company?
What I am watching this week:
So a guilty pleasure of mine is nostalgic animation and sci-fi/fantasy films. And when I am sick or suffering flare ups, I can be found piled up in bed watching exactly that. This week was no exception. I revisited The Last Unicorn (1982) written Peter S. Beagle and directed by Jules Bass and Arthur Rankin Jr. I am a total sucker for the classic animation and soundtrack included with this one. It is “comfort film” instead of food?
What have you been reading or watching this week? I was a little absent towards this last half. Do you have any posts or reviews you recommend that I might have missed? I am looking forward to catching up once again!
“Great heroes need great sorrows and burdens, or half their greatness goes unnoticed. It is all part of the fairy tale.”
― Peter S. Beagle,