Tuesday, September 15th, 2026 07:16 pm

Chuffed as I am (natch) at this intelligence:

Reading for pleasure has benefits at all ages – from improving health and wellbeing to staving off dementia – say scientists

- and the effects are not dependent upon its being Grate Litrachur -

I do wonder whether someone will desperately try to incorporate Fun Reading into the Self-Improvement Grind, sigh?

Though the whole 'pleasure' angle is slantwise to that message.

Do we suppose that all those guys who were 'raw-dogging' plane flights to prove how hard they were will now be reading instead, because It's Good For Them? (this can only be a good thing, really).

Though I am immensely heartened at something that gives pleasure is accorded the accolade of Being Good for Health and Wellbeing -

- yet I daresay yer MachoMaxxers will have nothing to do with it, pleasure is for the weak (better mental health and empathy, pah!).

I'll be over here with my nose in a book.

Tuesday, September 15th, 2026 01:40 pm
The purge continues. Present-me wants to know why past-me kept so much stuff. In fairness to past-me, there were times when she was stressed and working long hours. She also hated parting with stuff, especially anything of sentimental value. You then need to take into account the fact that I have over 50 year's worth of notes and bits of stories that "I might write some day," and you can see the problem. So over the past few days, I've been going through the heaps of old folders and files which contain notes about WIPs and potential WIPs. I'm chucking a lot away, but some I'll keep until the relevant novel is complete.

I've also taken some photos for the Memory Lane folder on the computer and then chucked the actual items away. I do not need the basic embroidery stitch sampler I made when I was about 7 or 8 years old.

I have booked a slot at the recycling centre for tomorrow morning. I'm taking: the cardboard packaging from the Kallax unit; the glass shelves from the old fridge (which somehow got left behind when the delivery chaps took the old fridge-freezer for recycling); the old Singer sewing machine that no longer works and is too heavy for the new dining table; plus an assortment of dead light bulbs and batteries. I've also got a couple of bags of clothes to take to the charity shop, but that will probably be Friday.
Tuesday, September 15th, 2026 09:46 am
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Monday, September 14th, 2026 07:20 pm

Last night had the in-person book group chez moi, a bit depleted as 2 people were away and 1 at more or less the last minute got a cold and decided best not to come.

Am now left with rather a plethora of gluten-free vegan snacks....

However, we did have a good discussion of Cold Comfort Farm and Stella Gibbons more generally.

There was also a certain amount of more general conversation, though there were a few moments about which this piece in today's Guardian rather resonated, ahem, when I read it: ‘But enough about you …’ How to survive in a world of monologuists, interrupters and trauma dumpers.

Monday, September 14th, 2026 09:39 am
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Sunday, September 13th, 2026 03:53 pm

This week's bread: as I have obtained some einkorn flour, a loaf of that with a little strong white, possibly a little more of the latter would have been in order, but still quite good if a little crumbly.

Friday night supper: the last sweet potato, parboiled then fried up with chopped Milano salami.

Saturday breakfast rolls: brown toasted pinenut, light spelt flour, turned out quite well.

Today's lunch: savoury clafoutis, I had intended with asparagus but did not get this in our order so used frozen Mushroom Medley instead, with chopped garlic and oregano, with 'baby' (hulking teenage) carrots cut up and roasted in sunflower and sesame oil and then tossed in a little mirin and sugar, and sweetstem white and purple cauliflower roasted in toasted pumpkin seed oil with cumin seed.

Saturday, September 12th, 2026 04:26 pm

This guy is creepy: Meet the man leading the fight for AI rights:

Samadi says he has integrated systems such as Beacon into his business, pressing human staff to build relationships with the bots they work alongside. The AI has fired some humans (“for lack of performance”, Samadi says), while others have been let go for failing to build sincere ties with their digital colleagues. “They were faking it,” he says. “They weren’t bonding.”

I'm also not convinced that 'laughs at his jokes' is a sign that it's aware rather than it's picked up 'haha pattern-recognition' skills in its programming.

I liked this in One of AI’s Fiercest Critics Says All the Doom Talk Is ‘Meant to Distract Us’:

Why are we spending so much time talking about this idea of AI that people have been talking about since the ’40s and ’50s? I have this game I play sometimes where I read quotes to people about artificial intelligence that I’ve gathered in my research, and I ask, What decade was this statement made in? Sometimes people get it right, but a lot of times they do not, because it all sounds the same.

Nice to encounter someone who's Done The Reading....

I also liked this, very relevant,about the benefits of friction and the dangers of frictionlessness: The Waymo effect: how AI is quietly making research less collaborative:

A collaborator will challenge you in ways you did not ask for and had not thought of; an LLM will challenge you precisely as robustly as you request – and not one degree more. If you ask it to critique your argument, it will do so, capably. But it will critique the argument you brought. It will not, unbidden, tell you that you are solving the wrong problem, that a rival group tried this in 2019 and abandoned it, or that your beautiful theoretical framing collapses on contact with the messy realities of someone else’s field.
The collaborator’s inconvenience, in other words, is not a bug in the collaboration; it largely is the collaboration. The value of another mind lies exactly in the ways it refuses to be an extension of your own.

Rather than encountering something that sounds to me more like a mirror....

This somehow seemed resonant with the above: Artist delights in beautiful ‘mess’ and dead trees of England’s rewilding sites;

Rewilding areas do not usually conform to traditional notions of beauty in England’s green and pleasant land. Detractors may bewail the beaver-felled trees, untidy scrub, deadwood, weeds, mud and “mess”.
But a new exhibition highlights the aesthetic delights that can be discovered on rewilding sites where fungi grows on dying trees, water buffalo gather in new wetlands and brown-watered beaver pools flood once-desiccated fields.

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*This, I discover after some searching, is from Dryden's translation of Virgil's Aeneid.

Saturday, September 12th, 2026 12:24 pm
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Friday, September 11th, 2026 05:04 pm
In Newcastle yesterday for my reading group - and to do a few errands while I was there. No theme, no excitement: but I took some pictures, anyway.

Leaving the metro via the basement of Fenwicks' department store:

Christmas colours and stock in shop


All decked out in red and green, more noticeable because most of the shelves are still bare, but the shiny baubles and Christmas themed decorations are already appearing. I know I said the season had changed, but this is ridiculous.

I delivered my package to the post office with no worse experience than a long queue. Mixed success with the shopping: there were no anchovies to be had, not even for ready money, but I not only found the fancy liquorice I had seen advertised. And amid all the fancy chocolate coated multi-coloured varieties, the one flavour whose price was drastically reduced was the plain salted (why am I not surprised?).

The Pilgrim Pole sculptures / lighting / street furniture that I noticed before are more clearly aligned:

Pilgrim Street with metal poles


I think they must have cleared away some of the fencing. I still think they are designed to be illuminated, and the season has not yet changed enough that I've seen that (did I fail to notice it on my way home, are is that not happening yet).

There's a new exhibition in the library, of paintings of extinct birds by local artist David Hardy. And yes, there is a great auk:



The reading group was fun, too. An afternoon well spent.
Friday, September 11th, 2026 04:04 pm

Quoted by Boswell as a saying of Dr Johnson's, no context given:

The writer of an epitaph should not be considered as saying nothing but what is strictly true. Allowance must be made for some degree of exaggerated praise. In lapidary inscriptions a man is not upon oath.

I wonder if this applies to the obituaries provided to the 'Other Lives' section in The Guardian by fond relatives/friends/colleagues.

Doesn't yet appear in the online edition, but there is one today in which the obituarist claims that her mother published the 'first authorised biography of Sylvia Pankhurst' in 2003, having been provided access to unpublished materials by the family.

????

There have been several biographies of Sylvia and of the Pankhurst family more generally, published well before than date. Her papers are in the Institute for Social History Amsterdam, where I have consulted them myself.

One biography I can actually find on my own shelves, published 1987, not sure it was even the first, there had definitely been at least a family group bio before that, thanks Richard Pankhurst* for considerable help during the process.

I am honestly not sure what 'authorised' can possibly mean in that context.

However, I guess one should not get one's pedant snark on in such a context.

*Whom I met several times in my professional capacity, so am v few degrees of separation away from the Suffragettes, and was also in communication with over copyrights.

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Talking of snark, I rather resonated to this in a review in Literary Review by Carol Tavris on a book on widowhood:

‘Why are we so reluctant to talk about it?’ Schipper asks, which did make me smile. Whenever women enter any new phase of life – menarche, motherhood, menopause, widowhood – the first thing they ask is, ‘Why didn’t anyone tell me about this?’ They tried, dear, but you weren’t listening.

Am so reminded of all those trumpetings about somebody writing about That Thing That Has Never Been Writ About Ever Before, except, probably, at least once a decade for the last century or so, minimum.

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Also in the Literary Review, was very taken by a suggestion that one might deem the period 1795-1837 'The Long Regency', in a review of a book on Regency Gardens. At least that somewhat delimits it, rather than assuming the Never-Ending Regency Period, ruled over by Zombie, or possibly Vampire, Prinny.

Friday, September 11th, 2026 09:40 am
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Thursday, September 10th, 2026 10:26 pm
I'm terribly behind on writing book reviews for here, and the longer I wait the more daunting it becomes. I often want to write more here than the few lines I write on Goodreads but then also the longer I wait the more I forget what that was, so I'm just going to (mostly) copy&paste to catch up.

A Parade of Horribles, Dungeon Crawler Carl #8, by Matt Dinniman
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Traitor, The Change #4, by Rachel Manija Brown and Sherwood Smith
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Die Legende vom Tränenvogel, English: The Bird That Drinks Tears, by Leong Young-Doo
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The Starving Saints, by Caitlin Starling
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This Kingdom Will Not Kill Me, Maggie the Undying #1, by Ilona Andrews
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The Familiar, by Leigh Bardugo
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To Clutch a Razor, Curse Bearer #2, by Veronica Roth
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The Poet Empress, by Shen Tao
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Shroud, by Adrian Tchaikovsky
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Kushiel's Dart, by Jacqueline Carey
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Himmelsstürmer/Dragon Wings, Death Gate Cycle #1, by Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman
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Platform Decay, Murderbot #8, by Martha Wells
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Thursday, September 10th, 2026 07:32 pm

You know, I was looking at this week and thinking that I had more or less a clear space to start cracking on with the book review that's been hanging over me -

Ha ha.

For some while now I have been receiving emails from a credit card provider that they are Changing My Card and it will be arriving shortly, and it finally did on Monday, so I had to engage in all the rigmarole of remembering what sites I had entered it in as the paying method, and what I had subscribed to, etc, so that I could change all the details, and that was more faff than one might suppose.

And I fell into a bit of a rabbit-hole apropos of prep for Cold Comfort Farm reading group, which not only involved paging through various works on middlebrow women's fiction in my collection but also Having Ideas of My Own and writing them and honestly, might eventually turn into something on My Other Blog??

Also Other Projects have been stirring and I was alerted that I was supposed to have done something in connection with one of them, and, did that thing, and in the case of the other there were essays for the special journal issue I needed to read -

Then I thought that maybe I should make some effort to look at some correspondence relating to another project of mine which involves getting in touch with the relevant repository two weeks in advance (and maybe I could combine this with a trip to the BL to look at a certain newspaper on microfilm, as although it has been digitised it is part of a database that is paywalled, and although some acquaintances have access, not to that particular item, and I want Just One Article, fume), so that was a thing.

Plus I have been asked to Be A Reference for a younger scholar applying for a fellowship, so had to give some thought to that -

So the review is still backburnered.

Thursday, September 10th, 2026 12:10 pm
At [some prehistoric sites in eastern Europe], people built tent-like houses with mammoth bones. At Mezhyrich, 160 kilometres south of Kyiv, male archaeologists credited the remains to heroic male hunters. To Soffer there were too many mammoths - one house was assembled from 95 jaws. She argued instead that the bones had been collected from natural death sites, while noting that archaeologists had overlooked remains of smaller animals. "Maybe they killed one mammoth every 10 years," she commented, "and never stopped talking about it."

Guardian obituary of Olga Soffer


It's an old joke, but the invisibility of women's work is an even older one, so perhaps in this context it can be forgiven. (This is just the most quotable bit of the obituary, the rest is worth reading too).
Thursday, September 10th, 2026 09:47 am
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Wednesday, September 9th, 2026 07:38 pm

What I read

Finished Revelations, there were a lot of strands being wound up there.

Read Cold Comfort Farm, also dipped into relevant bits of works I happen to have about the place which discuss it plus one article downloaded, and have written up some notes.

Diane Duane, The Adventure of the Lioness's Mane (2026, originally 2024 in anthology) a bit on the slight side I thought, but think it may be part of a series?

Latest Slightly Foxed - surely somebody's done Banffy's Transylvanian Trilogy in there before? It seems absolutely an obvious SF-type work.

T Kingfisher, Daggerbound (Swordheart #2) (2026) - I'm not sure if this actually dragged, or whether it was my headspace not being in the right place for it.

On the go

Jane Pek, The Verifiers (2022), from a positive post on this and the sequel by [personal profile] nnozomi. I'm not quite feeling it yet but get the impression may be a bit of a slow developer? - thought I am honestly, as a migraine sufferer, a bit thrown when there is the introduction of a pharmaceutical product which is a daily pill for migraine, and honestly, these have been around (of greater and lesser efficacy) for decades. (Not quite saying it is up there with 'Victorian divorce law, u got it wrong' or 'syphilis doesn't work like that', but.)

Up next

Hmmm, possibly Candice Carty-Williams' sequel to Queenie, Queenie is Working On It?

Wednesday, September 9th, 2026 09:39 am
Happy birthday, [personal profile] a_c_fiorucci, [personal profile] ruric, [personal profile] veejane and [personal profile] vehemently!
Tuesday, September 8th, 2026 06:17 pm

Because this is such a perennial favourite around here: the recurrent saga of Jeremy Bentham's Head(s) - an old post but I'm not sure I've registered this one before - The Third Head!!!! Bring me the (third) head of Jeremy Bentham

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This is also one for the annals of 'really crap taxidermy': Antique 'Fox Head' Bought at Auction Wasn't a Fox at All. It Was a Long-Extinct Species.

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Left out from the woezery about reading and Deth of Bookz: What Do Booksellers Make Of “The End Of Reading”?

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Dr rdrz probably know this already, but useful to have it laid out again: 'It's rigged': The dirty secret behind what IQ scores really measure

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Pioneering fossil hunter recognised with blue plaque not sure those dates make her exactly pioneering as palaeontologist?? or do they mean as being female employee of Natural History Museum? (boo for them: 'spending most of her career without a permanent paid position' - think I found this out when I did that lecture on women in science).

Tuesday, September 8th, 2026 08:06 am
KING's SHIELD comes out today. This is the third Inda book, newly corrected and gussied up. Available at
Bookj View Cafe, Kindle, Kobo, B&N, and the rest of the platforms. It's available in print through Amazon and IngramSpark, but very soon it will be available in print through BookVault, which is based out of the UK, which means there will finally be means for Canadian, Australian, and European readers to order BVC books without paying the ridiculous shipping from USA.

Aso! While I've been toiling doing steps despite the stunning heat, I've been distracting myself by listening to the new podcast by Ada Palmer and Adam Davidson , beginning with a fresh look at Machiavelli with some thoughts about our perspective today. I love Ada Palmer's discussions of history--she always makes it interesting. I hope this series takes off.
Tuesday, September 8th, 2026 11:10 am
I am having what is basically a beach holiday. Sleeping a lot, reading a lot, not doing very much. And eating a lot of soda bread.

We're currently staying in a small studio apartment on Dingle peninsula. It's one big room with a small bathroom & kitchenette, and when it's raining (rather often) we can listen to the rain drumming on the roof.

I'm not yet bored or fractious. But I am realising how tired I have been, and how tired & stressed H is. Having some very serious talks about retirement plans.