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A Clash of Kings
George R.R. Martin
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This was fine! Musings on writing and creativity with a HEAVY emphasis on meditation and Katagiri Roshi, whoever that is. I underlined some things to come back to because they were impactful, but mostly I didn’t take much from this.
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Writing Down the Bones: Freeing the Writer Within
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The Trial
Franz Kafka
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How to Fall in Love with the Future: A Time Traveller's Guide to Changing the World
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Pirate Care: Acts Against the Criminalization of Solidarity (Vagabonds)
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I am not finding this book to live up to the hype :/ It’s a lot of philosophical thought about writing but so far has struggled to develop any real conclusions or direction. It reads to me like Goldberg just published her random disconnected thoughts on writing and meditation and while that may be some people’s tea, it doesn’t fit well in my cup. I am going to keep reading but so far I am not enamored or inspired by this writing book.
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Writing Down the Bones: Freeing the Writer Within
Natalie Goldberg
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The last time I read this was in my Freshman year of college, almost 10 years ago. In the time since then I’ve shucked off the gender binary myself, so I was always expecting my reread of TLHOD to be fascinating. I was right!
Genly Ai is the perfect man for this story, the perfectly conditioned gender freak to misunderstand gender nonconformity. At every single opportunity he plunges headlong into his own social conditioning and creates the world in its image rather than the image of reality. He struggles to define these foreign people with his narrow perspectives of “a man is this way, a woman this way.” You can see so clearly in the narrative how he reduces people by doing so. And yet he finds himself able to love deeply despite that, even if he is not that willing to do so. Even if it takes him completely off guard. It’s so beautiful in a way that I can’t quite articulate yet.
My only complaint (aside from some tedious politics, tbh) is the use of “He” as a neutral pronoun, a use which Le Guin herself denounced eventually. Some uses feel artistic, like pronouns coming from Genly who does not understand their genderless bodies. But I do find it disappointing to be in Estraven’s head and still hear misgendered language. There is nothing to be done about that now that we’ve lost Le Guin, so I complain into the void.
On the whole this book is so moving to me and it holds up as a favorite even after all of these years. This is Sci Fi at its best.