November book log

My reading in November was rather erratic. One from October finished, and one complete book, but I also started several without finishing them before the end of the month.

Fred Pohl, editor — Galaxy Volume 1
First part of a two part anthology celebrating 30 years of Galaxy magazine. Wonderful book, both for the stories and for the short but frequently not sweet essays by the authors on working with the various editors.
LibraryThing entry

Daniel Fox — Jade Man’s Skin
Second part of the trilogy started in “Dragon in Chains”. Reviewed earlier today, executive summary “Go and buy this book. Now.”

Started but not finished in November:

Robert Silverberg — To the Land of the Living
Sequel to Silverberg’s earlier fantasy “Gilgamesh the King”. I hadn’t read either for years, and don’t own a copy of the first one. My copy of TtLotL has just come out of long-term storage, and I’ve almost finished re-reading it. I’ve been enjoying it a lot, but I’m trying to be more ruthless about weeding books that aren’t “can’t bear to be parted from it”, and will probably dispose of it once I’ve finished it.

John Carnell, editor — New Writings in SF 12
One of the 1968 volumes in the anthology series. Highlights for me were a Sector General story from James White, and a novella from Colin Kapp that was definitely not an Unorthodox Engineers story, but which pressed some of the same buttons (at least for me).

Terry Pratchett — Making Money
I’ve missed the releases in the last couple of years because of General Upheaval. Spotted the hardback on discount in the remainder shop, and grabbed it. Started reading it on the bus on the way home, then exerted some discipline and put it away until I’d finished the other part-read books. Lots of fun so far.

John Barrowman — Anything Goes
I’m not so much of a fangirl that I’d have paid more than remainder price for this, but well-written actor memoirs can be entertaining in their own right even if you’re not a fangirl desperate to know all the details about a specific actor — the first ones I read were those by David Niven, and at the time I’d never seen anything of his and knew nothing about him other than what was in the memoirs. Barrowman’s isn’t as good as those, but it’s still entertaining. I’m reading it on and off as my light reading book for when I don’t want to focus on something that requires the level of concentration that a novel does so not yet finished.


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