Book review: Craftfulness

I saw this book in a display at the library last month because apparently March is crafts month or something to that effect. The full title is "Craftfulness: Mend Yourself by Making Things." I expected the book to be different than what it ended up being like. It was okay, and I managed to finish it, though it was a drag to read and many times I'd read just a few pages, then stop. It was disappointing. 

It seemed to be aimed at a reader who is unfamiliar with and/or doesn't really understand the value of partaking in craft projects and making things. I am not that person, so I found the book bland and off-base and didn't think it offered much insight. It was a rather surface-level exploration of the subject matter -- I wish it had gone more into some kind of sociological/cultural analysis of crafting, its role/view/impact in society, that sort of thing. There were many brief excerpts of statements from various crafters where they talked about the crafts they pursue and what it means to them, etc. Many of these statements were not actually that interesting. 

At the end of the book, there are instructions for six beginner projects in different crafts (weaving, knitting in moss stitch, bookbinding, drawing, writing, clay, darning). I have no interest in darning (a form of mending) and the other things I already know how to do and/or could easily figure out (at a beginner level) without the use of this book's instructions. There's also an appendix section recommending further reading or resources, which was possibly the most useful part of the book. 

Although this book was rather boring and underwhelming, I guess it counts towards my reading challenge because it's written for an adult audience. It was pretty short, but felt like a slog to read. At least it was good for something to read in very short intervals when the circumstances weren't right to really dig into something with more substance.   

Book review: vintage Nancy Drew

I went to a little free library yesterday and there were two vintage copies of some Nancy Drew books. These copies mentioned a copyright date of 1940-something and 1950-something (the books were not directly subsequent parts of the series) so I was wondering if they were original editions. After looking it up online, I found out that these editions were published in the 1960s, so they're still pretty old. 

These books were further along in the series than I remember reading as a kid, so I was curious about what I'd think of them now. The editions from the 1960s contain only one illustration at the beginning and one on the cover, compared to more recent editions (from the 1980s to present-day) that contained a few illustrations interspersed throughout the book. 

This does not count towards my reading challenge, as these books are not primarily written for an adult audience. I remember reading books from this series in 3rd grade, possibly a little before or after that too.

This book, The Clue in the Jewel Box (#20 in the series), was a very quick read; I probably finished it within an hour or so. The general tone of the book was as I remembered it, and the primary recurring characters (Nancy's best friends, father, housekeeper, and boyfriend) were familiar. 

In the past, when reading them as a kid, I didn't pay much heed to trying to analyze the setting or that kind of thing. Apparently, the town that Nancy lives in (River Heights) is fictional, but I was wondering where it was supposed to be based on. 

If I had to guess, it might've been based on a town in upstate New York. It's mentioned that the town is on a river, and there's another town across the river, as well as ferry service on the river. The town isn't portrayed as extremely small. In this particular book, a building built during the revolutionary period is mentioned, which also implies that the location is somewhere that was part of the original 13 colonies. 

The books are still interesting and entertaining enough, albeit rather brief to read now. There's also a nostalgia element. I can't say whether children nowadays would be interested in this series, since maybe they can't even read well enough to even read a book in the first place.  

Book review: more graphic novels

I'm continuing to work away at the stack of library books from the graphic novels section. I was pleasantly surprised that this library branch has a decent selection of some slightly more obscure or indie comics, rather than just a bunch of manga and superhero stuff. I don't know how the selection in this library compares to other branches in the same library system, but I guess I could check the online catalog. 

Here, by Richard McGuire: I happen to be drawn to more experimental comics, such as this one. It consists of somewhat disjointed scenes of what happens in a specific location over the course of decades, hundreds, thousands and even millions of years. It doesn't have a super clear plot, but some of the characters are seen repeatedly at different parts in the book. 

The colors in this comic are somewhat muted and mostly monochromatic (rotating through different color schemes), but rich. I liked the art style. It seemed to have been drawn in maybe pencil or crayon, something like that. I'd like to own a copy of this book. Thematically, it's a little bit similar to the premise of "Sunday," which I saw at SPX last year but did not buy at that time because it was too expensive. Additionally, it's also reminiscent of the sound sculpture "forest (for a thousand years)" 

If you like experimental comics, this one is good, but if you don't like experimental comics, you probably won't like this one. 

Keeping Two, by Jordan Crane: This comic wasn't that experimental, but it was more indie (turns out it was published by Fantagraphics, an indie comics publisher that had a table at SPX). It depicts two different couples (who don't seem to know each other) as they undergo difficulties and arguments in their relationships. From the bright and cheery looking green cover, I assumed this would be a more upbeat and positive story than it actually was. The art style is done entirely in a monochromatic but bright green palette, and the characters are drawn in a more cute-cartoony way rather than ultra-realism.  

Part of the comic depicts events in the "present day" for each couple, but other parts are memories, flashbacks or imagined scenarios. The "present day" panels are outlined with a solid line border, but the panels depicting memories or imagined scenes are not outlined. It was a little hard to determine whether some of the panels were memories of things that actually happened, or imagined scenes -- these were not differentiated between in terms of style, at least not that I could tell. 

Overall, it's basically a reflection on relationships and the strains that can arise in them. The difficulties the couples face were presented in a very realistic way, in terms of plot and dialogue. It's kind of depressing and heavy despite the vibrant green colors (an interesting juxtaposition, perhaps?). I liked it decently, but not enough to really want my own copy unless I found it for free or very cheaply in a thrift store.      

Commute: an illustrated memoir of female shame, by Erin Williams: This was a memoir-type comic with a simplistic and slightly wonky art style. It was also hand lettered, and the letters were a bit wonky as well. 

It describes the experiences of a woman who was an alcoholic and had sex with a bunch of different men during that time. The recollections of all that are framed against the background of her commute (on a train) to and from work. 

It was a little bit experimental, I suppose? The tone of it was rather stark, with the recollections about traumatic experiences and alcoholism interspersed with mundane things observed during her commute.  

This comic deals with some rather mature themes, like alcoholism, sex, sexual assault, and contains some explicit imagery, so it's aimed at an adult reader. 

I couldn't really relate to some of the main themes in this comic (the alcoholism, having sex with lots of different men while being alcoholic, being sexually assaulted), but it was still interesting I guess. Come to think of it, I can relate to being on a train, but I usually think about different things than what the author thought about during her commute, and/or think about them from a different lens. 

Some parts of the comic were even a bit funny in like a darkly humorous way, such as a scene describing a sexual encounter with a professor she met at her grandfather's funeral: "His skin hung on his body like old plastic bags." Towards the end of the comic, she does start to describe her experiences post-alcoholism and getting sober, and eventually having a baby.    

This one was rather different from other comics I've read, but it was interesting enough, as the experiences described in it are mostly foreign to me. I was surprised that many of the goodreads reviews for this one were negative, since the criticisms they made were not things I really noticed or took issue with. I don't really put much stock in goodreads reviews anyways, but occasionally it can be interesting to see what people are saying on there. 

Book review: graphic novels

I recently was at the library and decided I should get a library card. This library has a selection of graphic novels/comics/manga, so I found a number of books there that seemed interesting. Comics are especially better to read in a physical book, so having a library card now means I can read the various comics they have available there. 

I'm unsure as to whether to count any of these graphic novels towards my reading challenge. I think I should probably keep them in a separate section since they aren't quite the same as regular text-only books. 

One of the comics was a manga recommended by my friend. This one was 'Uzumaki' by the famous horror manga artist Junji Ito. It was very surreal in that uniquely Japanese way that I don't really see in American media. The story just got more and more surreal as it progressed. I didn't find it scary exactly, but it was very intriguing, riveting and suspenseful. It was a relatively quick read even though it was a fairly thick book. It has to do with spirals wreaking havoc on the residents of a town in Japan. 

A minor yet interesting detail in this manga is that apparently hurricanes are described with numbers in Japan. There's a section of the manga where various hurricanes strike the town, and they're described in the news as "hurricane 1" or "hurricane 4" and so on. In the US, hurricanes are described by names, with each subsequent storm getting a name in alphabetical order. 

I also saw a graphic novel adaptation of a short story by the now-disgraced author Neil Gaiman. I'd never read any of his work before because it just didn't interest me, but this one looked short enough that I was willing to give it a try. I read this one in about 10 to 15 minutes while at the library. 

This story, titled 'How to Talk to Girls at Parties' was more of a magical realism type of thing, which is not a genre that interests me. I see magical realism as being different than surrealism, though perhaps it could be said that magical realism is a subset of surrealism. In any case, magical realism isn't a genre I like. I prefer surrealism that's more science-fiction based and/or dystopian and unsettling in some way. 

Something about the story seemed rather hollow to me. I'm not sure if all of his work is like that, or this was just one of his weaker works. The story was written by Neil Gaiman, but illustrated into a graphic novel by some other artists. The premise of the story, which is revealed gradually, is that the girls in question are not actually human. They're some kind of alien (insect?) creatures that are just inhabiting human-looking bodies. 

The art style wasn't really my favorite either, I just wasn't very impressed by it. Maybe it felt like it didn't fit the plot of the story? There were some other graphic novels with stories by Neil Gaiman but I'm not all that inclined to read more of his work. Not necessarily because he's a scumbag, but because it just doesn't interest me in terms of genre. 

The third graphic novel was called 'Upgrade Soul' by an author/cartoonist (Ezra Claytan Daniels) I hadn't heard of before. This one interested me because the premise had to do with people having a new version of themselves created that was physically and intellectually superior, but disfigured. The whole concept of having a new version of yourself is a theme/premise I find interesting (The Substance and Mickey 17 or Mickey7), so I wanted to see how this comic would approach it. 

I found this comic rather weak in its execution. The cover art was also done in a very different style than the actual comic. The execution of the plot wasn't great and I also didn't like the art style very much. The plot was too hard to follow, as there were various flashback scenes that didn't seem differentiated enough from whatever was happening in the "present day" of the comic. 

The characters, I don't know if they needed more development (i.e. making the comic longer) or if they just needed a better author to develop them over the same span of the existing comic. Between The Substance, Mickey 17 or Mickey7 and Upgrade Soul, I found Upgrade Soul to be the worst or most poorly executed. Although its premise is interesting, the author just wasn't able to present it in a way that felt well-done.  

I'm glad I didn't spend money on this book, but I wouldn't mind owning a copy of Uzumaki if I found one used at a good price. Some other reviews on Goodreads compared Upgrade Soul to Flowers for Algernon, and I guess I can vaguely see it, but Upgrade Soul is pretty underwhelming and mediocre, at best. 

In the future, I should be more picky about which graphic novels I choose to read and only choose ones with premises and art styles that I like. I'm still pretty happy about my SPX purchases even though I haven't fully read either of them... I better work on saving up money for the next SPX so I can buy more independent and experimental comics. 

I still have some more graphic novels to read, so I'll do another review of that batch later.       

Book review: If There Is Something to Desire; also a reading challenge update

I was sick during the beginning of February and felt very mentally lethargic, even more so than usual. So I got behind on my ideal schedule to accomplish my reading challenge for this year, which is to read at least one book per every letter of the alphabet. 

In order to complete the challenge within a year, I should read at least one book every two weeks, which works out to two books per month. Per the terms of the challenge, I decided that any book counts towards it as long as it's primarily text and written for an adult audience (so no picture books, like Goodnight Moon).

If There Is Something to Desire, by Vera Pavlova

I found out about this collection of poetry when I was looking for some contemporary Russian literature available in English translation. It was mentioned in the same list as The Hall of Singing Caryatids. I found this poetry overall very mediocre and didn't really want to finish the book, but I managed to push through because almost all of the 100 poems are very short (like 15 lines or fewer). 

I don't know if the mediocrity of the poetry is due to poor translation, or if they are similarly mediocre in the original Russian (if you can read and understand Russian). Apparently, this poet is pretty popular in Russia. The poetry was rather terse and bland. Sex was a recurring topic, and it wasn't done in an artful way. 

There was maybe about 20% (at most) of the poems or lines that I liked, but on the whole, I did not like this poetry. It mostly made me feel bored and a little exasperated because I didn't like it. Good poetry makes you feel intrigued and/or maybe emotionally moved in some (positive) way. And/or impressed by how good it is. 

In general, I prefer poetry that's more descriptive and involves more metaphor or other creative, unique use of language. Poetry that sets an interesting scene and layers it with some kind emotion. 

Progress of the reading challenge

So far, I've read 6 books this year, including the one I reviewed in this post. So actually, I'm back on schedule now due to recently finishing Mickey7 and If There Is Something to Desire. Both were pretty quick reads, so it still feels a little bit like I was slacking by not reading something more involved and dense. 

I've reviewed some of the books here, though there are others I did not end up posting a full review of. I might do brief reviews of those that do not warrant their own posts and compile it into a single post. Books I have read but not yet reviewed: Grapefruit, by Yoko Ono. I Who Have Never Known Men, by Jacqueline Harpman. They Were Soldiers by Ann Jones.   

Actors, like James D'Arcy

In the last few years, I haven't really kept up with the recent (or not so recent) work of various actors I proclaim to like. It takes time to watch movies and TV series and most of the time, it feels like I'm not in the right mindset to sit down and commit to watching a given movie or series that some actor has been in. 

The most recent thing I watched starring an actor I like was "Memory," for Peter Sarsgaard. It is actually a significant time and effort commitment to try and watch all or most of a given actor's (or director's) filmography, and I have to say I've not accomplished that goal for any actor or director. 

Yes, I'm slacking on my duties as a so-called fan of these actors. Because I was impressed with Robert Pattinson's performance in Mickey 17, I might try and take a look at his past work to see if anything looks interesting enough to watch. 

Anyways, in my recent review of Mickey 17, I mentioned some actors I think might have been better to cast in the role of the primary villain, the spaceship's commander. One of them was Peter Sarsgaard, and another was James D'Arcy, a British actor who is probably (?) lesser known than Peter Sarsgaard. It's been awhile since I've watched anything with him in it, but I seem to have the recollection that he tends to play characters that are a bit cold and icy, or at least that's what's most memorable to me. 

Interestingly, I just found out that James D'Arcy had some smaller role in the major film "Oppenheimer."* He's had a small role in some Marvel stuff too, but I don't care about superhero garbage. I think he plays someone's assistant, or something. 

Anyways, I wanted to see what he has been in over the last few years that I haven't been keeping up with that, so I was going to look at a fan website (jamesdarcy.net) I remembered looking at in the olden days. Unfortunately, it appears that fan website no longer exists, and the Facebook page for it has not been updated since spring of 2022. There are some archives of the site on the Wayback Machine, showing the site itself was last updated in 2020 and went down sometime between 2022 and 2023. 

I have no idea what happened there and why the site ceased to exist. It's disappointing to me, so this blog may have to also take up the mantle of a part-time unofficial James D'Arcy fan site too. I hope Peter Sarsgaard doesn't get jealous (I'm being sarcastic. No one even reads my blog, much less these actors. It's okay though, I still like them. I think it might be kind of embarrassing for them to read it, in any case). 

It also made me think of Kaitlyn Tiffany's now-defunct Jake Gyllenhaal newsletter, which was titled "Our Bodies Are Controlled by the Moon," which apparently was drawn from something Jake Gyllenhaal had said. It was published via Tinyletter and I thought maybe the archives would still be up even though she stopped writing it some years back, but Tinyletter shut down too, so no dice there. 

A belated goodbye to these figments of the old internet...       

* He posts sporadically on Instagram. Back when Oppenheimer was going to premiere, he posted an image of the poster with the caption "I can't believe they forgot to put my name at the top. In theatres 7/21/23. Or 21/7/23 if you like your dates the right way round." My impression from interviews and such is that James D'Arcy has a dry sense of humor. Maybe because he's British? 

10 year blogaversary!!

I was looking at how a recent post looks on my blog (instead of just the post editor) and saw the sidebar with the blog archive widget (I <3 old school web design, which is why this blog looks so outdated. It will remain so. Pry this theme from my cold, dead hands.). Looking at that, I realized that it's my 10 year blogaversary! Or rather, was in January, but it's still relatively early in the year, so close enough. 

It feels satisfying in a small way to have maintained a blog continuously for so long, even though at times the posts were extremely sporadic. Still, I posted at least a few times every year of this blog's existence. I'm sure there's plenty of stuff in the archives that's rather cringeworthy, but I'm keeping that all up for the sake of posterity. I hope to continue to make posts about "a... unique topic." 

It's actually rather strange to think about, the more I think about it. There's random stuff from the past 10 years that at some point I thought about and decided to make blog posts about. Isn't it strange to think about, having a blog that's been around since 2015? It feels like almost an entirely different era by now, and honestly, it kind of was. But this blog has been around all this time, chronicling (some) things I've thought about over the course of that time period. I have grown up and changed in some ways since then, but in other ways I think I'm relatively the same. 

I am/can be an extremely verbose person, which this blog allows me to have an outlet for even if no one reads it. If you do read it, whoever you are, thanks, I guess? I'm honestly not sure what anyone might get out of reading this blog, but that's the reader's prerogative. 

I <3 blogs. I wish blogging would make a comeback, just people writing blogs about all sorts of stuff (like this one!). General personal blogs, blogs about a specific interest, all kinds of blogs. Blogging feels like the anti-Instagram, the anti-Tiktok in this day and age. No algorithms, no filters, just words and sometimes photos. A vestige of the old internet. Blog like it's 2005, or 2010, or 2015. It's what newsletters are supposed to be. GTFO of here with long-form "newsletters" in my "inbox." Just make a blog, cowards.  

And since it's now the 14th, happy pi day! 3.14.25