Books

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Is anyone else also into "BookTube" or "BookTok"?

Just discovered this person randomly, kinda by accident. I saw his video, saw that he had only a few views at best, and decided to watch. I try to patronize YouTube channels that are "new" (not sure of anyone really does the same). I wanted to also promote it as well to help him out.

On another note, does anyone feel that YouTube algorithms are somehow "better" now? Compared to where they were before? I'm actually discovering interesting stuff now.

O, then I see Queen Mab hath been with you.

She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes

In shape no bigger than an agate stone

On the forefinger of an alderman,

Drawn with a team of little atomies

Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep;

Her wagon spokes made of long spinners' legs,

The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers;

Her traces, of the smallest spider's web;

Her collars, of the moonshine's wat'ry beams;

Her whip, of cricket's bone; the lash, of film;

Her wagoner, a small grey-coated gnat,

Not half so big as a round little worm

Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid;

Her chariot is an empty hazelnut,

Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub,

Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers.

And in this state she gallops night by night

Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love;

O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on cursies straight;

O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees;

O'er ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream,

Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues,

Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are.

Sometime she gallops o'er a courtier's nose,

And then dreams he of smelling out a suit;

And sometime comes she with a tithe-pig's tail

Tickling a parson's nose as 'a lies asleep,

Then dreams he of another benefice.

Sometimes she driveth o'er a soldier's neck,

And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats,

Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades,

Of healths five fadom deep; and then anon

Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes,

And being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two

And sleeps again. This is that very Mab

That plats the manes of horses in the night

And bakes the elflocks in foul sluttish, hairs,

Which once untangled much misfortune bodes

This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs,

That presses them and learns them first to bear,

Making them women of good carriage.

This is she...

16k page .PDF, so it may take a bit to load through the web interface. Here's some alternative file formats from Anna's.

cross-posted from: https://hexbear.net/post/742102

What are you anticipating?

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Books, books, and more books.

This got me wondering - do you pair up books like this?

If this is meant to be elsewhere, please let me know. I once read a story about a soldier who was in a horrific assault, who was then grafted into a large battle mech. As the story goes on, more flesh is taken until eventually only a spinal column and brain are left inside a gel-sack, and the machine has been upgraded to the point that it now has a super-punch that is powered by artillery shells in the shoulder. Some search engines showed alot of similar stories, but I can't find the right one. Anyone know this tale by title?

The name speaks for itself. Definitely worth to read, interesting coverage of neoliberalism.

Though some of you might already be familiar with the Cosmere, to those who aren't I think this would be a fantastic introduction, if you like fantasy.

To give you an idea of the type of book: in the post script the author mentions that it's heavily inspired by the Princess Bride, but what if instead of assuming Wesley dead she had gone to find him?

It's also amazing is because it's from Hoid's perspective, also known as the aptly named Wit. Meaning it's really funny.

There's a lot of fantasy books I've read and loved, from short stories to epics, but I'll now compare them all to Tress.

cross-posted from: https://kbin.social/m/13thFloor/t/478961

It was a special pleasure to see things eaten, to see things blackened and changed. With the brass nozzle in his fists, with this great python spitting its venomous kerosene upon the world, the blood pounded in his head, and his hands were the hands of some amazing conductor playing all the symphonies of blazing and burning to bring down the tatters and charcoal ruins of history. With his symbolic helmet numbered 451 on his stolid head, and his eyes all orange flame with the thought of what came next, he flicked the igniter and the house jumped up in a gorging fire that burned the evening sky red and yellow and black. He strode in a swarm of fireflies. He wanted above all, like the old joke, to shove a marshmallow on a stick in the furnace, while the flapping pigeon-winged books died on the porch and lawn of the house. While the books went up in sparkling whirls and blew away on a wind turned dark with burning.

Wikipedia

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Don't panic, and bring a towel.

For seasoned galactic travelers, if you're looking for the Ultimate Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, which includes:

• Hitchhiker's Guide
• The Restaurant at the End of the Universe
• Life, the Universe, and Everything
• So Long and Thanks for All the Fish
• Young Zaphod Plays It Safe
• Mostly Harmless

... this wormhole should get you there.

Also, upon conferring with both Space and Ice Pirates, I've been persuaded to also provide their contribution here in honor of the late, great Douglas Adams.

Now could you guys please untie my cats and get them off the plank?

Novels from Canada, Ireland, the United States, and the United Kingdom that explore families, communities and a world in crisis make up the six finalists for the prestigious Booker Prize for fiction.

The Shortlist announced on Thursday for the 50,000 British pounds ($61,400) award includes Canadian author Sarah Bernstein’s absurdist allegory Study for Obedience; US writer Jonathan Escoffery’s If I Survive You, a set of interlinked stories about a Jamaican family in Miami; and Pulitzer Prize-winning US novelist Paul Harding’s historical novel This Other Eden, based on a real interracial island community in the 19th century.

Two Irish writers are on the Shortlist: Paul Lynch, for the post-democratic dystopia, Prophet Song; and Paul Murray, for the tragicomic family saga, The Bee Sting.

The finalists are rounded out by UK writer Chetna Maroo’s Western Lane, the story of a young athlete grappling with a family tragedy.

The best-known authors among the 13 semi-finalists announced last month, Ireland’s Sebastian Barry and Malaysia’s Tan Twan Eng, did not make the cut.

cross-posted from: https://kbin.social/m/13thFloor/t/468547

David Day's A TOLKIEN BESTIARY is a scholarly, definitive and enchantingly beautiful explanation of all the imaginary beasts, monsters, races, nations,deities, fauna and flora of J.R.R- Tolkien's fantasy worlds of Middle-earth and the Undying Lands.

David Day has identified, analyzed and described 129 separate races. Each is lucidly explained in terms of its physical appearance, language, behavior and culture. A TOLKIEN BESTIARY does not retell their stories: its purpose is to make Tolkien’s own books more accessible by identifying his living creatures and explaining their roles in his epic world.

While not the most accurate of the Tolkien Bestiaries, this one was the first, and the one with the best artwork.

Downloads for the novels:

• Fellowship of the Ring

• The Two Towers

• Return of the King

• The Silmarillion

cross-posted from: https://kbin.social/m/13thFloor/t/359206

Karel Čapek’s last major novel, War with the Newts, is a satirical dystopian masterpiece, both prescient and timeless, uniquely Czech and yet universal in appeal. Published in 1936, it remains one of the most thought-provoking novels ever written.

Wikipedia

The full novel in html, courtesy of Project Gutenberg Australia

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Claude McKay, I think, was apart of the CPUSA.

cross-posted from: https://kbin.social/m/13thFloor/t/452228

In the remote border town of Q., which when seen from the air resembles nothing so much as an ill-proportioned dumb-bell, there once lived three lovely, and loving, sisters. Their names . . . but their real names were never used, like the best household china, which was locked away after the night of their joint tragedy in a cupboard whose location was eventually forgotten, so that the great thousand-piece service from the Gardner potteries in Tsarist Russia became a family myth in whose factuality they almost ceased to believe . . . the three sisters, I should state without further delay, bore the family name of Shakil, and were universally known (in descending order of age) as Chhunni, Munnee and Bunny.

And one day their father died...

Shame is Salman Rushdie's third novel, published in 1983. This book was written out of a desire to approach the problem of "artificial" (other-made) country divisions, their residents' complicity, and the problems of post-colonialism when Pakistan was created to separate the Muslims from the Hindus after Britain gave up control of India.

The book is written in the style of magic realism. It portrays the lives of Iskander Harappa (sometimes assumed to be Zulfikar Ali Bhutto), and General Raza Hyder (sometimes assumed to be General Muhammad Zia-ul-Haq), and their relationship. The central theme of the novel is that begetting "shame" begets violence. The concepts of 'shame' and 'shamelessness' are explored through all of the characters, with the main focus being on Sufiya Zinobia and Omar Khayyám.

Wikipedia on Shame

Wikipedia on Sir Salman Rushdie

While the Satanic Verses get most of the press when talking about Rushdie, Shame is a masterwork of magical realism that deserves more attention.

i love asoiaf but it's hard to start rereading atm of course

I learned to read in grade school like pretty much everyone else I know, and I remember really enjoying reading for a very narrow portion of my younger years. When reading books became a compulsary part of school, that enjoyment just vanished, and video games ended up filling that void of "solitary passtime". I dont even really like video games all that much, eheh.

Now that im older, I dont really have authority figures threatening my future if I dont read the dryest books known to man, so I'm open to the idea of just reading again - it certainly cant be worse than just browsing lemmy posts for hours, right?

The thing is, I have absolutely no grasp on what the current book scene really looks like. I dont really know what authors are considered masters of the craft, or where to even really get a finger in the pulse on which I'd be into. If you could recommend someone who writes books you like, or just a few standouts, it would really help me get my bearings.

If it helps, I'm currently reading "A hundred years of solitude", "Berserk", and "Le fluers de mal", and am generally open to tragedies, horror, and narratives that are either experimental or just weird. If you know of any manuals or informative books that are particularly well written, im also interested in those!

cross-posted from: https://kbin.social/m/13thFloor/t/448597

Amoebae leave no fossils. They haven’t any bones. (No teeth, no belt buckles, no wedding rings.) It is impossible, therefore, to determine how long amoebae have been on Earth.

Quite possibly they have been here since the curtain opened. Amoebae may even have dominated the stage, early in the first act. On the other hand, they may have come into existence only three years—or three days or three minutes—before they were discovered by Anton van Leeuwenhoek in 1674. It can’t be proven either way.

One thing is certain, however: because amoebae reproduce by division, endlessly, passing everything on yet giving up nothing, the first amoebae that ever lived is still alive. Whether four billion years old or merely three hundred, he/she is with us today.

Where?

Well, the first amoeba may be floating on his/her back in a luxurious pool in Hollywood, California. The first amoeba may be hiding among the cattail roots and peepers in the muddy shallows of Siwash Lake. The first amoeba may recently have dripped down your leg. It is pointless to speculate.

The first amoeba, like the last and the one after that, ishere, there and everywhere, for its vehicle, its medium, its essence is water.

Water—the ace of elements. Water dives from the clouds without parachute, wings or safety net. Water runs over the steepest precipice and blinks not a lash. Water is buried and rises again; water walks on fire and fire gets the blisters. Stylishly composed in any situation—solid, gas or liquid—speaking in penetrating dialects understood by all things—animal, vegetable or mineral—water travels intrepidly through four dimensions, sustaining (Kick a lettuce in the field and it will yell “Water!”), destroying (The Dutch boy’s finger remembered the view from Ararat) and creating (It has even been said that human beings were invented by water as a device for transporting itself from one place to another, but that’s another story). Always in motion, ever-flowing (whether at steam rate or glacier speed), rhythmic, dynamic, ubiquitous, changing and working its changes, a mathematics turned wrong side out, a philosophy in reverse, the ongoing odyssey of water is virtually irresistible. And wherever water goes, amoebae go along for the ride.

Sissy Hankshaw once taught a parakeet to hitchhike. There is not much in that line she could teach an amoeba.

Wikipedia on the book

Link to the stinker of a movie adaptation of 1993 - a prime example of when a novel absolutely flops as a film. Read the book before seeing it, because you won't want to afterwards.

I know it is a known Classic but i liked Animal Farm so much i had to share. Before reading i thought that it would be similar to 1984 or Brave new world which it kind of is but its also very very different. Right from the Beginning i was hooked. I really love Orwells Books but this one is my favourite. I did not expect that. So for anyone that did not yet read it, i highly recomend it! :)

I have a specific book I've been meaning to read for awhile. I've heard that while it's a great journey, it's a dense / heavy / slow read along the way. It sounds like it'd be fun to read it together with a group of likewise interested folks.

Is there a service for pulling together reading groups around specific books, rather than the more common way of gathering a group of people and then selecting books? I'm imagining a website that has a sign-up page for ~every book and when ~10 people sign up for a book they all get an email introducing them to each other. Like if there was a bus stop for every book & when enough people had gathered, a bus appears & they depart together.

Given list of all the books, this seems like a pretty easy thing to make. Does it exist yet?

Just finished Adrian Tchaikovsky's Children of Time. One of my top reads, let alone sci-fi reads, for the past couple of years for sure. Super well-thought out concepts, good character development, and an irresistible hook that will take you out of your comfort zone when you find out that you really don't know who you are siding with!

Has anyone read this or any of Tchaikovsky's other works??

cross-posted from: https://kbin.social/m/13thFloor/t/429137

Shadow libraries, sometimes called pirate libraries, consist of texts aggregated outside the legal framework of copyright.

Today's pirate libraries have their roots in the work of Russian academics to digitize texts in the 1990s. Scholars in that part of the world had long had a thriving practice of passing literature and scientific information underground, in opposition to government censorship—part of the samizdat culture, in which banned documents were copied and passed hand to hand through illicit channels. Those first digital collections were passed freely around, but when their creators started running into problems with copyright, their collections “retreated from the public view," writes Balázs Bodó, a piracy researcher based at the University of Amsterdam. "The text collections were far too valuable to simply delete," he writes, and instead migrated to "closed, membership-only FTP servers."

More recently, though, those collections have moved online, where they are available to anyone who knows where to look.

The purpose of this site, then, is to have all these libraries at our fingertips when in need of a certain text or book.

As Aaron Swartz put it:

"Information is power. But like all power, there are those who want to keep it for themselves."

We need to take information, wherever it is stored, make our copies and share them with the world. We need to take stuff that's out of copyright and add it to the archive. We need to buy secret databases and put them on the Web. We need to download scientific journals and upload them to file sharing networks. We need to fight for Guerilla Open Access.

With enough of us, around the world, we'll not just send a strong message opposing the privatization of knowledge — we'll make it a thing of the past. Will you join us?

Read the full text of the Guerilla Open Access Manifesto