Custom Knits: Unleash Your Inner Designer with Top-Down and Improvisational Techniques  by Wendy Bernard (of knitandtonic.net) [GoodReads] is a lovely book.  I bought it because most written sweater patterns aren’t designed for someone as small as I am, which means I need to learn how to customize them.  I don’t want to spend all that time knitting a sweater, only to have it come out as something baggy and blechy that I’d never want to wear.  Also, most written patterns describe starting at the bottom and knitting up… which means you’ve knitted most of the sweater before you can try it on!  Knitting from the top-down allows you to try-as-you-go.

The book is clearly aimed at the modern (20s-30s, female) knitter.  The patterns are edgy, not boring baggy sweaters (whew!), but they’re items that real people might wear, and she includes suggestions for other ways to customize each pattern to “make it your own”.  They all call for finer weight yarn, so more knitting but less-bulky sweaters.  It has lots and lots of pictures… most of which involve scantily clad women and/or men.  (Only the women are wearing sweaters.  One picture seriously has a scantily clad pool boy in the background.  I don’t know why.)  The theme seems to be SoCal and beaches, since many of them are wearing swimsuits under their sweaters.

I wish there were more explanation of how each pattern works and how to calculate the numbers for your own body size, shape, and weight of yarn.  She gives instructions for a wider range of sizes than most patterns do; I think in most cases the extra small is too small even for me (this never happens, so I’m excited), and she goes up to 3x-large.  But the instructions are all for the particular gauge she specifies, so if you want to branch out by changing to a completely different yarn, you have to do the math, and figure out how to do the math, all on your own (or with another book).  I love her narrative voice, and wish she spent more time describing how she decides what changes to make to a sweater, and how to make those changes.

My favorite part is the two-page instructions on how to make your own dress-maker’s dummy using two rolls of duct tape, an old t-shirt, and a hanger.  (And cotton batting and your best friend.)  I’ve been wanting my own dummy for a long time, but the highly customizable ones are ridiculously expensive, and the lightly customizable ones will never be my shape.  This is something I could actually do.  (I just need to wait until [info]purpleleopard finishes moving and has an afternoon to spend duct-taping me…)

I’ll let you know when I’ve knitted anything from the book …

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Once again, I’ve been remiss about posting what I’ve read lately, so here’s a start.  In no particular order…

Uglies, Pretties, and Specials, a trilogy by Scott Westerfield.  I devoured these.  Well, I devoured each one individually, though I gave myself at least a week between each one and insisted that I read something else.  You know, to let myself savor them for longer.  :)   They are YA, a dystopic future earth where everyone undergoes surgery on their 16th birthday to become Pretty–that is, to be surgically reformed to be a more attractive and more resilient version of themselves–and then they party and have fun for years.  At some age later in life (not specified), all people undergo another surgery to become “Middle Pretty”, which means they are made to be wiser looking, distinctively older, and at that point they get jobs.  When they are older still, they have a third surgery to become “Old Pretty”, or “Crumbly”.  The main character is Tally, who in the first book is still “ugly” and wants nothing more than to become pretty.  But when her friend runs away from The City to avoid the surgery, secret government officials force Tally to follow her, or else she’ll never become pretty.  And what happens when she realizes she doesn’t want to betray the run-aways?  You should read these.  They’re fun, and I love the questions they ask.  (Incidentally, there is another book in the series that I haven’t read yet, called Extras, which seems to have a different MC.)

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Soulless, by Gail Carriger.  What happens if you take horror, romance, steampunk, Jane Austen’s manners, Oscar Wilde’s satire, threw in urban fantasy, and set it in Victorian London?  You’d get a fun story about a woman (who doesn’t have a soul) who inadvertently kills a vampire in the first chapter, causes trouble for a werewolf in the second chapter, and gets mixed up with a scientist in some later chapter.  In short, you’d get Soulless, which I thought was great fun, easy to read (once I got used to the semi-Victorian language), and promises an exciting sequel.  (Changeless, which is already out, and Blameless will be coming in September.)

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Ok, there are still a whole bunch more.  I’m sure I’ll remember to post about them soon…

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Ok, so I really liked keeping track of the books I was reading last year.  I didn’t read much for the first couple of months of this year, and then even when I did I didn’t get around to mentioning them.  So, here they are.

Flesh and Fire by Laura Anne Gilman ([info]suricattus), Book One of the Vineart War.  I ordered a copy from Amazon as soon as it came out, because I’ve liked her books before and this one sounded different-and-interesting.  And then before it arrived, I went to World Fantasy Con and got a free copy in my book bag.  Which I then had to keep, so I could get her to sign it, because I didn’t have my copy yet. *facepalm*  I started reading it immediately, and enjoyed it immensely, but then got distracted (as I do) and didn’t finish it until this year.  And now I’m sad that I did, because the next book isn’t out yet, and I want to know what happens next.

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The Shadow Queen is the latest of Anne Bishop’s Black Jewels series. Sometime in the past year I wrote about her last book, whose title I’ve completely forgotten.

This one was gripping as ever, though I deliberately started it during the morning on vacation so I wouldn’t have to stay up all night to finish it. And I managed to sleep all night (twice) before finishing it this morning. *proud of self*

This time we were focusing on new characters, descendants of those in The Invisible Ring, but we still spent quite a bit of time with the main characters from the original trilogy. It was an interesting balance, and it made sense, but it felt like Bishop was having to work at finding the main conflict. There was an interpersonal struggle which seemed guaranteed to work out, a small mystery to resolve, and a subplot that could’ve easily been taken out with no loss to the storyline. There was a story, and I wanted to see how it would turn out, but no major bad guy. Not a problem, but interesting to notice.

I wouldn’t bother recommending it to anyone who hasn’t read the trilogy, but if you have you’ll probably enjoy it.

(This is the one I read just before the end of the year. :)

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Here’s a long list, without much commentary, of the other books I’ve read this year, but never managed to write up a post about.

1. I re-read Gabriel’s Ghost (which I first read a couple of years ago, and had since forgotten the whole plot of) and then read its sequel, Shades of Dark. Bought the third one, Hope’s Folly, which I will read when I get a round tuit.  They are all by Linnea Sinclair, who writes entertaining Sci-Fi Romance novels.

2. George R. R. Martin wrote a comic book set in the same world as A Song of Ice and Fire, but a long time ago, called Hedge Knight, parts 1 and 2.  No recollection of who the artist was or anything, but it was a fun story.

3. The comic of Neil Gaiman’s Neverwhere, which was really well done.

4. I read The Stepsister Scheme by Jim C. Hines ([info]jimchines).  I’d read his Goblin books and enjoyed them so much that I was really looking forward to this book.  But honestly, this one didn’t captivate me as much as the Goblin books.  I liked that the main characters are kick-ass princesses rescuing the kidnapped prince, but … they weren’t as expectation-bending as I would’ve liked.  He has since released the second one, The Mermaid’s Madness, and the third book, Red Hood’s Revenge, should be coming out early next year.  I will still buy them and read them, because I like him as an author and I hope he will take the series into new and surprising directions, but not yet.

5. Victory Conditions – the last Ky Vatta novel by Elizabeth Moon.  Since it had been over a year, maybe even two, since I read the 5th Ky Vatta novel, and I didn’t bother re-reading any of the previous ones, it took me a while to figure out what state the relationships were in.  I remembered most of the plot, but who knew what about whom, and who was interested in whom… that took a bit longer.  Still, it was fun, and I love the fact that Moon writes military sci-fi with a fabulous female main character, who isn’t just a guy with tits.

6. The Rowan by Anne McCaffrey.  This was the first “grown up” sci fi book I ever read, when I was 10.  I’ve read it several times, but hadn’t read it in about a decade.  Since I’ve been working so hard on Craft in the past several years, I read it this time with my Writer Goggles on. I noticed that she doesn’t often tell us the story through the Rowan’s PoV, but rather from the characters around her. And that she often uses a 3rd Omniscient narrator, who talks about the overarching history or sequence of events leading to what she’s describing. And she switches PoV characters (3rd omniscient -> some character -> 3rd omniscient -> some other character), without switching scenes. This style doesn’t usually work for me, and yet it all flows smoothly, and I’m never left wondering “who’s thinking this?” or “wait, that was Afra‘s thought??” or anything. How does she do that? Clearly, I have more to learn. :)

6a. I also re-read Damia and Damia’s Children, sequels to The RowanDamia is a wonderful story, but McCaffrey changed her narrative style.  Despite the title, it’s more Afra’s story than Damia’s.  It starts with Afra’s childhood and how he arrived at Callisto to work with the Rowan, and so it fills in the ten-year gap in The Rowan, as well as filling in some of the story around the Rowan through the rest of that story.  And then it skips ahead to after The Rowan ends to when The Rowan’s third child, Damia, is a toddler, and follow her life–but again, largely from Afra’s PoV.  There isn’t nearly the same amount of jumping around of perspectives, and more is shown rather than told.  It is narrated more like the usual third person limited that we’ve become used to in fantasy, rather than the pleasing third person omniscient from The RowanDamia’s Children shifts style yet again, now following a few of Damia’s children (she has eight!) for short periods of time, never really returning to any of them.  Damia herself seems much more stable, and less interesting, than she was in her own novel.  And now the third person omniscient tone is gone completely, and all is focused on the plot rather than the characters.  I meant to continue on with Lyon’s Pride and The Tower and the Hive, the fourth and fifth books in the trilogy, but … well, I lost interest.  I think with most of McCaffrey’s series, I find that the first two books are the best, and they degenerate from there.

7. The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman. OMG!  This one is a YA story about a kid called Bod, short for Nobody Owens, who is raised by the ghosts in a Graveyard.  It’s a bit dark, but mostly it’s fun and wacky.  Each chapter is pretty much a standalone story about Bod, but strung together in chronological order there is a larger story arc, which is satisfyingly completed by the end.  I highly recommend that everyone go find a copy and read it.

8. The memoir of a woman who went to Le Cordon Bleu, called The Sharper Your Knife, the Less You Cry: Love, Laughter, and Tears in Paris at the World’s Most Famous Cooking School, by Kathleen Flinn.  It was recommended to me by a coworker, who shares a lot of the same interest in books as me.  I don’t usually read memoirs, but this one was entertaining, takes place in Paris, and is about cooking–which I’m not very good at, but have been working on gaining skill at.

9. A short little book called The 10% Solution, which is about how to revise any written thing.  I got it because it sounded kinda interesting and was available in kindle format, and I’d just gotten Lord Goring.  And I knew I wasn’t likely to want to pass it along to anyone.

10. In Ashes Lie by Marie Brennan ([info]swan-tower)!  She’s such a good writer, and she’s writing high fantasy set in London.  She manages to use just enough old-fashioned English to provide the flavor of the time, without becoming unreadable.  And you can tell how much research she did to get her historical facts accurate.  She just happens to throw immortal Faeries into the story.  The first one, Midnight Never Come, is set in Elizabethan London.  This one is set in the London of King Charles I, the first European King to be beheaded.  It covers his reign through the Great Fire, with the Great Fire being the unifying theme.

11. Also, Deeds of Men, the novella that fits between Midnight Never Come and In Ashes Lie.  You can find it here: http://www.swantower.com/marie/stories/onyx/dom.html.  Also very good, flipping between two time periods, which creates an interesting level of mystery.  Brennan seems to enjoy playing with time in her stories, and she is good at it.

12. The Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams.  Yes, I don’t usually count picture books.  But I got it free to read on Lord Goring (no pictures, sadly), and then I read it.  And I really enjoyed it.  I hadn’t read the story in ages and ages. It’s such a sweet story, and doesn’t end nearly as sadly as I’d remembered.  Somehow my memory stops at the point when the rabbit gets thrown away because the boy was sick, and I was so upset by the notion of a stuffed animal being thrown away.  But in the end he becomes a real rabbit, and even gets to see the boy again.

13. Worms Eat My Garbage (second edition) by Mary Appelhof.  It’s a short little book about how to keep a worm bin, so worms can eat all of your kitchen scraps and turn them into compost, which are good for the garden.  I’ve been wanting to do this for about a year now.  I keep saying that once I’m more moved-in I’ll set one up.  I even have the bins for it, but one of them still has stuff in it.  :-/  And now Ben has gone and gotten a compost bin (which hasn’t arrived yet) for all of our kitchen scraps, as though he’s trying to avoid my worms.  So rude.  So, I’ll set one up next year sometime.  Once the bin is unpacked and emptied.

14. Angelica, by Sharon Shinn.  This is the fourth book in the Archangel series, and I’ve read it before.  But I lent it to a coworker, and when she gave it back and we were talking about it I realized how much of the story I had forgotten.  So, I read it again.  It’s a nice story, but it’s another one where the action never really gets fast-paced and the conflict never gets heated.  The two main characters are both very level-headed, even-keeled people, so there’s not a lot of room for fiery interpersonal conflict.  And then the climax of the plot didn’t really involve the main characters doing much, which seems a bit odd.  But the relationships and growth of the characters were interesting, so I didn’t stop reading.

15. And somehow I never wrote about reading Lois McMaster Bujold’s Miles, Mutants and Microbes, a compendium which includes: Falling Free, a very cool story set 200 years before Miles’ time about genetically created people called Quaddies who have four arms instead of two arms and two legs, making them ideal for functioning in zero-g environments; “Labyrinth” (also included in some other volume that I read); and Diplomatic Immunity, which is the last Miles story to date (teardrop), and has him being a diplomat resolving a political dispute with the descendants of the original Quaddies, who now have colonized their own solar system.  They were all wonderful, and I love how gracefully LMB handles complicated subjects like mutants.

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Ok, that’s all I could find evidence of.  I may have read some other books, but I can’t find them now.  I read a lot of short stories and magazines and blogs this year, but they’re too specific to list.

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Rutabaga!

I really liked Alcatraz versus the Evil Librarians by Brandon Sanderson*.  It’s a YA book published by Scholastic, so it’s printed in a big font, and the cover looks like it’s aimed at kids.  And it’s fun.  The premise is that the known world is actually ruled by Evil Librarians, who deliberately control all of the information that we have access to in order to keep us docile and under their thumb.  They’re trying to take over the whole world, and have so far succeeded in taking over the seven continents that we know about.  There are actually three more.  The main character is named Alcatraz, and some of the people he meets are named Bastille, Sing Sing, Quentin, and Leavenworth.  Are they all named after famous prisons?  No!  The famous prisons are all named after them!

Beyond the premise, I really enjoyed the writing style.  It’s narrated by the main character, Alcatraz, who is 13 during this book, and is filled with meta-description, about how to write a book and leaving cliff-hangers and things.  One of my favorite meta-sections, at the beginning of chapter 11:

You probably assume you know what is going to happen next: me, tied to an altar, about to get sacrificed.  Unfortunately, you’re wrong.  The story hasn’t gotten to that part yet.

This revelation may annoy you.  It may even frustrate you.  If it does, then I’ve achieved my purpose.  However, before you throw this book against the wall, you should understand something about storytelling.

Some people assume that authors write books because we have vivid imaginations and wan to share our vision.  Other people assume that authors write because we are bursting with stories, and therefore must scribble those stories down in moments of creative propondidty.

Both groups of people are completely wrong.  Authors write books for one, and only one, reason: because we like to torture people.

All in all, a very entertaining book.

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I enjoyed Gateway, the new book by Sharon Shinn.  It’s also YA, I think, but aimed at a slightly older age group.  The main character, Daiyu, is a high school-aged Chinese girl who was adopted as a baby by white Americans, who are now living in St. Louis.  I must say, St. Louis is one of those cities that I’ve never been anywhere near, so I kinda believe that it doesn’t really exist.  So, it works really well for me for the start of a fantasy novel.  :)   One day, walking under the St. Louis arch transports her to another world.  The other world oddly mimics hers–e.g. the city is laid out very similarly to St. Louis–and in other ways is completely different.  In this other world, the dominant population are all Han, who look just like Chinese in our world.  There are white and black people, who are poor minorities with crummy jobs.  She is immediately brought into this conspiracy, in which she is the only one who can infiltrate the upper class in order to reach a very important person.  It actually does make sense (despite my confusing description), and provides a fun story.  The book isn’t as exciting or fast-paced as I’ve gotten used to fantasy adventures being.  But it was a nice story and I wanted to know how Daiyu would manage.  I kept wondering how Shinn could possibly end the story in a satisfying way, which may have been what drove me to finish.  I wasn’t disappointed by the ending.

Shinn, a white woman living in St. Louis, is looking at race in this story.  It’s not the point of the story, but neither is it just tacked on like an after-thought.  Daiyu being Chinese is a critical aspect of the plot.  But I didn’t read any moral or Statement about race within the story.

* My mom and I picked up Alcatraz versus the Evil Librarians at the booksigning for TGS.  We figured we might as well support the local independent bookstore Bay Book Co.^ who was kindly hosting the signing by buying a couple of books.  My reaction to Sanderson’s first book, Elantris, was less than meh and I never finished it.  I thought he did TGS very well, though, so it was worth giving him another try.  [info]crazyfaerie tells me that Mistborn is worth reading, so I’ll probably get around to it.

^ Which also sells wooden pipes and tobacco.  Random, but cool.  :)

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Woo, I just finished TGS last night!  Stayed up until 1:30 finishing it, and then for a bit longer thinking about it, absorbing it, and trying to calm down so I could go to sleep.  (And being quiet so I didn’t wake up Ben.  Gah.)

Aaaahhh, so much happens!  Burn me, I had no idea so much could happen in one volume.  As I read the last third last night, I kept stopping and swearing, either because wonderful things were happening or because horrible things were happening.  Sometimes I swore in English (damn it! piss it! holy shit!), and sometimes in Randlandese (Light! burn me! blood and bloody ashes!).  :p

I really don’t want to say much more, because it’s *way* too easy to get into spoiler-zone.  (Oh, and just wait until you read about x!)

I do want to comment about the writing style, since this one has a lot written by RJ and a lot written by BS^.  BS took what RJ had written and added to it, based on RJ’s notes and with the help of Harriet RJ’s widow and editor, and RJ’s two assistants.  (Who knew he had assistants?)  Right from the start I noticed the difference.  The prose felt flat to me, different words chosen than RJ would have used.  The characters spend a lot more time in their heads analyzing what’s going on, remembering what happened in previous books–or even previous scenes–and how they feel about it.  RJ never spent much time having characters think back over things.  Because of this, ideas that would’ve taken just a sentence or two as a thought instead took paragraphs, and were much more blatantly spelled out for the reader.  It got old.

On the other hand, the BS parts and the RJ parts flow seamlessly together.  It didn’t feel stilted or jolting or jarring.  Like I said, every so often I would think, “That character wouldn’t think that.  He’s not that self-aware.”  But the story flows, they’re the same characters, and we’re clearly moving towards the Last Battle.  Oh boy, are we ever.

Now I have to wait a whole year for the next one?  *cries*

Incidentally, I’m trying a new thing: posting to my website and having it cross-post to LJ.  We’ll see how it does…

* Usually I try to summarize the books I post about here… either for my future self, or for my (few) readers who may not know anything about this book.  But, well, I will assume everyone here knows that it’s the 12th book of the Wheel of Time, and that RJ died a couple of years ago leaving lots of notes and dictations about what was left to happen in the series, and his widow and Tor picked Brandon Sanderson to finish.  There was only supposed to be one more book.  But BS^ discovered that it was going to be a 750,000 word book.  Normal books are 100,000 words.  BFFs^^ may be 250,000 words.  750,000… they wouldn’t even be able to bind it.  So, they split it into thirds.  You could say that TGS is the first volume of the last book, A Memory of Light.

^ What unfortunate initials!

^^ Big Fat Fantasies

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