I haven't read much recently. Busy working, panicking, dreaming about airplanes.

The Truth, by Terry Pratchett

I'd read this before, but I didn't remember much of it. William de Worde encounters some dwarves with a printing press and accidentally invents the newspaper, just in time for a secret conspiracy to frame the Patrician for a crime. William does not especially like the Patrician, and is not even on very good terms with truth all of the time, but nonetheless feels he'd better start investigating. It will fill some space, anyway.

I mostly enjoyed it - I mean, it's by Terry Pratchett - but this book has a lot of callbacks to earlier books. (I don't even recognize all of them! I'm a bad Discworld fan.) Also, Pratchett's usage of nonhumans-as-representatives-of-minorities is, um, pretty awkward, particularly in that it gets into What These People Need Is A Honky territory.

Petshop of Horrors: Tokyo, volumes 1-8, by Akino Matsuri

Sequel to Petshop of Horrors. Count D has moved the titular supernatural petshop to Shinjuku, where he proceeds to dispense pets and poetic justice to the people of Tokyo.

The original series was tightly episodic - with the exception of a short wrap-up arc at the end, each chapter was a self-contained story about Count D, a customer with a dark secret, a monstrous pet that the customer perceives as human, an exasperated police detective named Leon Orcot, and Orcot's grade-school-age brother Chris. Each time the pet restores some sort of karmic balance, generally violently, and each time Orcot is left confused as to exactly where that guy's torso went. There was an overarching story of sorts, but it was developed intermittently and without much special emphasis throughout the series; Orcot at one point goes through a major personal change in one line of dialog, without noticing that he's done it.

That hasn't changed in the new series, but the justice D dispenses has gotten a lot milder. In the first series, roughly half of the pets he sold destroyed their owners. That percentage is much lower in the new series - it's like he's turning into a hero-of-justice-slash-therapist-slash-confessor. There's also more comedy, and it's gotten a lot sillier. I did not much like the Santa Claus chapter.

The character dynamics are pretty much the same - Detective Orcot's role as D's frenemy is taken by an ambitious Chinese businessman named Wu Fei, who owns the building that houses D's new shop. Chris's role as peacemaker between the two is played by Wu Fei's meek assistant Chin. (Because Chin's in his fifties or sixties, a shapeshifting kitten is brought in to be the Cute Kid Who Gets In Trouble. I hate that kitten.)

Unfortunately, Wu Fei does not work as well as Orcot as a foil. He's sneaky, secretive, and cruel, which is, you know, a bit similar to D? And he's not very sympathetic, partly because he's a jerk, and partly because his motives are pretty opaque. Orcot begrudgingly liked D - possibly not entirely platonically - but understandably disapproved of the whole "serial killer" thing. Anyway, it was pretty clear why he was always hanging out at the evil pet shop.

Wu Fei doesn't like anyone, and doesn't actually mind too much about all the murders. It bugs him more that D closes early to go to bakeries. Lots of jokes about this.

So our secondary protagonist is kind of unpleasant, and it's a problem. There have been hints dropped that his grandfather had some sort of deal with D's grandfather, but it's hard to care about that? Which is also a problem, given that this storyline appears destined to become the series' main plot.

In short: I like it about half the time, and I hope that Wu Fei turns out to be a magical capybara that thinks it's human or some shit.

City of Diamond, by Jane Emerson/Doris Egan

Reread this again. Ending still unresolved cliffhanger.

Bless me, Count D, for I have sinned: Sometimes I wish Doris Egan's screenwriting career would implode so she'd write the sequel.
I just re-read it, and I need to stop re-reading stuff in general - I mean, I've only read two new books in the past two months. This must stop. I must force my brain to accept fictional narratives it doesn't already know.

...is there anything that's like, similar to City of Diamond?
And so I took two two-hour-long naps today, to make up for the fact that I haven't slept through the night in about a week.

THIS IS THE STUPIDEST BRAIN SURGERY SIDE-EFFECT EVER. WHY THE ARM.

I kind of wish I were having headaches or something; no one takes the damn arm problem seriously. Even I can't take it seriously.

I have this problem where I sometimes lose the ability to concentrate on TV. It was really bad when I was a teenager - from about age 13 to 18, I didn't really watch TV for more than 10 minutes at a time unless somebody tricked me into going to a movie. It was somewhat better by the time I went to college, but I would still usually have to leave anime club and stand in the hall a few times every meeting to rest.

It's just hard for me to process this stuff; I think my video card is, like, an IBM Mobile Chipset-of-Doom. Sleep deprivation probably makes it worse, given that I just tried to watch a two-minute YouTube video and couldn't make it through. I had to look away and fiddle with my teacup.

In terms of media I can mentally handle, I am reading Doris Egan's Ivory series; it's good! Not as good as City of Diamond, though. I also finished:

Jane Eyre - I liked the ending better than most of the book; the fact that Rochester is capable of being sarcastic while traumatized and seriously injured irrationally endears him to me. I have a Thing about this.

I discuss this book in a context of my own emotional responses because I don't feel I know enough about the other literature of the period to talk about it sensibly in its own context. I just feel insecure about attempting such things!

Andromeda Tales, Volume 1 - And I thought things happened quickly in To Terra. This would be four or five volumes worth of plot in another manga. And, oh my god, Keiko Takemiya! There is a female character in this, and you didn't put her on a pedestal to shout out a guy's name in anguish! She's armed, stoical, and has a mysterious past!

There are twin Children of Prophecy, one of whom is destined to save the world. But is it the one we think it is? Also, this takes place in a hostile desert land ruled by an evil king. I feel fairly safe in assuming that Yumi Tamura had read this before she started work on Basara.

The Adolescence of Utena (the manga) - This is significantly less compelling than the film, as was the case with the other Utena manga and the anime. I think it came last of all the Utena media in publication order, and it ends with an epilogue that seems intended to be taken as last chronologically - as in, trying to tie the series and the film together into a whole. I think. I probably need to reread it and rewatch the film to be sure.

Anyway, if that is the epilogue in question's intention, it feels earned.
I just read City of Diamond, and it was really good, and it ended on a cliffhanger, and the internet informs me that she will not be writing a sequel. So now I'm all grumpy.

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