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More creepy picture books! All of these were grabbed blind off the shelves. The Secret Cat is pretty fantastic; the idea has been living in my head since then.

Interesting to see how little ratings reflect my actual options, re: text & art are intertwined in picture books (which is why reading re-illustrated books like so much of Margaret Wise Brown is fascinating, but I still frequently have a -1 for X +1 for Y metric in my head when art or text are significantly stronger/weaker than the other, which, in a flat number, ends up saying: it's fine. Precious and the Boo Hag looks awful! I still liked it. Beanie the Bansheenie is a soft eh that looks phenomenal. Do my favorites have to land both? Often, no. Not sure what to take away from that.


Title: The Secret Cat
Author: Katarina Strömgård
Published: Eerdmans Books for Young Readers, 2019
Rating: 4 of 5
Page Count: 30
Total Page Count: 539,680
Text Number: 1982
Read Because: more spooky picture books; hardback borrowed from the Timberland Regional Library
Review: Our protagonist wants a cat; after her mom says no, one crawls out from the wallpaper. What a remarkable premise, and the execution is spooky and magical; some reviews say this may be too scary for some kids, but it's exactly the kind of tone that keeps me coming back to picture books. Imaginary friends, pets, dreamspaces, power fantasies, and longing come together in luminous watercolors with a consistent, effective color palette. I wish it were willing to break out of dreamspace, because the cat going away during the day is no fun; and it's only by dint of a magic ghost cat that this escapes things about cat characterization and caretaking which annoy me in most fiction. But those are nitpicks; this is one of the better picture books I've picked up recently.


Title: Precious and the Boo Hag
Author: Patricia C. McKissack, Onawumi Jean Moss
Illustrator: Kyrsten Brooker
Published: Atheneum Books for Young Readers, 2005
Rating: 3 of 5
Page Count: 40
Total Page Count: 539,720
Text Number: 1983
Read Because: more!; hardback borrowed from the Timberland Regional Library
Review: Home sick, Precious has to keep her wits to stay safe from the Boo Hag. I rarely like how people, especially children, are drawn in picture books, but this is my new least favorite. The off-kilter, caricatured art is great for horror; but it appears in every panel, undermining that effect. I like the prose much better: it makes effective use of the repetitive structure of a folktale, and has a powerful, vibrant voice. This is one of the few books in my recent picture book binge that has been willing to be scary, which only makes the humor and pluck stronger in contrast.


Title: Wacky Witches and Their Peculiar Familiars
Author: April Suddendorf
Published: NorthSouth Books, 2024
Rating: 3 of 5
Page Count: 40
Total Page Count: 539,760
Text Number: 1984
Read Because: more!; hardback borrowed from the Timberland Regional Library
Review: The diversity of witches and familiars is a pleasure, each spread chock full of whimsical detail, a vignette into a vibrant life. But it barely coheres as a book, and the rhyming text, translated by the author, strains and struggles. Charming but frustrating.

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Aug. 18th, 2025 07:54 pm
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After two months, a brief respite from heat and haze lets me sleep with the window fan last night and wake to deep blue skies and pure white clouds and all the greens of summer. Because I was indoors all weekend and accomplished nothing, I went out to By The Way, the only affordable French restaurant in the neighbourhood even if its main raison d'etre is Mediterranean-Israeli. And it's closing in two weeks after 40 years of the present owners and a good ten more of its previous avatars. So I must get my kibbeh kuftas and eggs dilemma before the kitchen starts winding down. I am of course accablée by this. As if New Generation going wasn't bad enough. BtW and I had a lot of History together. It's where I had brunch on the last day of the old millennium, and a juicy burger on 9/11 to assure myself that certain things were still the same, and where I drafted letters in Japanese to various circles to order their doujinshi for people who wanted them.

I wore a tshirt instead of my tanktops and even if the high, not low, was 22C it was still marginally too hot. But I shopped here and there, including Fiesta. What have the Christiest Baptists put in place of the pollinator garden? Grass. What have they covered the whole lot with? Grass. What is the grass doing? Turning brown. When will they ever learn... Oh, and now I see why they took that big tree down in the far corner of their lot. (Why, not how. The city *must* have had something to say about that.) It's so they could put a proper fence around the whole perimeter. The tree created a gap that allowed people crossing from Fiesta to cut diagonally across the Baptists' lawn, which was fine since the cutters were mostly going to the after hours program in the church itself. But, says the lawyers' daughter, this is a bad idea because it leads to right-of-ways after 20 years and absolute r-of-ws after 40. So up goes a serious wooden fence on one side and a serious wrought iron fence on the other (which is handsomer than the previous chain-link, agreed) and down comes the huge old maple to make way for it. I still think it barbaric but then I have precious little use for Baptists at the best of times.

And we are in end of August times when cicadas sing and dusk comes at 8. I'm never sad to see summer go but I am sad about the encroaching dark.

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Aug. 18th, 2025 06:21 pm
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Title: Antarctica, or Two Years Amongst the Ice of the South Pole
Author: Otto Nordenskjöld
Published: 1904
Rating: 4 of 5
Page Count: 610
Total Page Count: 539,650
Text Number: 1981
Read Because: I'm still working through the heroic age of Antarctic exploration in chronological order, skipping the ones where everything basically went fine unless they're directly connected to the British expeditions; this one did not go basically fine, and thus this is cold boys: extra niche edition; the Internet Archive has this one
Review: The Swedish Antarctic Expedition (1901–1903) made the first consistent study of the opposite-ish side of the Antarctic continent, breaking new ground; but its real claim to fame is that the ship sank when returning for the overwinter party, resulting in three (!) groups stranded for a second Antarctic winter. No wonder that this got a contemporary English translation, and it's an admirably complete and extremely readable telling, shuffling the slower contextualizing chapter into the middle third of the text to avoid the slow start that many Expedition memoirs have, including PoVs from the other overwinter parties, and willing (almost to excess) to skim and omit repetition in order to maintain flow. I want more and crunchier details re: overwintering and the single death, and multiple authors means multiple avenues towards bathos as the parties are miraculously reunited. But I can't fault this: an extremely satisfying telling of one hell of an expedition; fans of Scott's Northern Party should come read about some more men living in miserable stone huts in Antarctica.
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We'll be here for years if I do these one by one; I'm just too behind on crossposting reviews. These are all spooky picture books. I've been grabbing from library reading lists and boldly off of the "imagine" section of the local shelves with mixed success.


Title: There’s a Ghost in This House
Author: Oliver Jeffers
Published: HarperCollins Children's Books, 2021
Rating: 4 of 5
Page Count: 45
Total Page Count: 538,925
Text Number: 1978
Read Because: more spooky picture books, hardback borrowed from the Timberland Regional Library
Review: A little girl explores an old house for ghosts, which the reader finds by turning over vellum pages. This is more gimmick than narrative, which makes it slight but extremely aesthetically pleasing, from the oversized layout to the mixed media of black and white found photos and cute doodles. It's a familiar, effective take on spooky subject matter in children's books: knowing more than the protagonist turns scary things playful, without compromising the atmosphere. Really fun!

(This one was a favorite of the batch, only my library coffee smelled so strongly of perfume/air fresher/whatever; smell it from across the couch-levels of stink. Not the ideal circumstances and not conducive to revisiting favorite panels.)


Title: Beanie the Bansheenie
Author: Eoin Colfer
Illustrator: Steve McCarthy
Published: Candlewick Press, 2024
Rating: 3 of 5
Page Count: 65
Total Page Count: 538,990
Text Number: 1979
Read Because: more!, hardback borrowed from the Timberland Regional Library
Review: A baby banshee who doesn't know when her person will die studies her to try to find out. I don't pick up a book about a banshees so that I can read about the least possible banshee-like banshee. I'm fine with defanging scary things in a kidlit! There are plenty of effective and productive ways to do it. But this almost feels like false advertising; it's its own mythology and heartfelt narrative. Luckily, the art is phenomenal, with one of the best color palettes I've seen in a picture book; it elevates an inoffensive but fairly forgettable work.


Title: Into the Goblin Market
Author: Vikki VanSickle
Illustrator: Jensine Eckwall
Published: Tundra Books, 2024
Rating: 2 of 5
Page Count: 50
Total Page Count: 539,040
Text Number: 1980
Read Because: more!, hardback borrowed from the Timberland Regional Library
Review: A bookish sister rescues her adventurous sister who has braved the goblin market. This is one of the weirder choices for adaptation into a children's book, and subsequently not a successful one. The black, white, and red artwork is stark and finely detailed and brings much-needed wonder and threat; the rhyming text is tolerable at best; but the original poem is what it is, so to excise the sensual, queer elements leaves a hole that cannot be filled by fairytale references; the beauty and depth just isn't there, even though I like the twist. I sympathize, I'm inspired by the poem, too!, but this ain't it.

(Go read Sendak's Outside Over There instead.)

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daunder ['dȧn(d)ər or ˈdȯn-]

noun

1. a walk or amble

verb

1. to stroll; to meander.
2. to go on without reaching a conclusion (to daunder on)

examples

1. 'Man liked a nocturnal daunder, apparently.' Even Dogs in the Wild by Ian Rankin

2. If I was you, I would daunder about here for a bit, and no arrive at your hotel till after dark.
"Mr. Standfast" by John Buchan

origin

The word “daunder” originates from Scottish dialect, particularly Lowland Scots. The exact etymological roots are somewhat obscure, but it is believed to have connections to older Scots and Northern English words that describe walking or meandering.

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Aug. 18th, 2025 11:07 am
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They cut through the breach again. No holes from the seals. Michelle thinks they might be coming through the hole cuts in the pipes. That might be it. Taped it down.

EDIT: Two more flies today. Now I'm filling pipe gaps because that's the only option but it also made me realize there's a gap directly above the pipes and the sink stand. That just received a fill of sticky stuff. This might be it folks, this might be the end. I might be coping to hell.

I figure once the stuff solidifies, I can check for gaps and seam it with caulk for a cleaner finish. There's some small gaps I can also work on while there too that are too small for flies but probably large enough for silverfish.

So this weekend. )

Updated my portfolio after I realized so much of it was ancient work. There's some decent stuff in there.

Also surprisingly decent? The number of Statue of Liberty photos I am catching up to and finding. Found some stuff from a really rough trip that shook us from bad wakes but it was so close to the statue that it filled my frame with the min range of my telephoto.

Glad I'm finally catching up on some of my work. I also processed all the photos from that trip I hated in Lancaster, just waiting for Michelle to send those to her friends. I think she's going to hesitate on working on them though.

Anyway, that's it from me.


In the meantime keep calm and The Rat

How *am* I doing, anyway?

Aug. 18th, 2025 09:37 pm
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Counseling after work today was about how I'm doing well in some ways -- I said I'm finally getting that much-needed holiday, we'll be away for nine days; she asked me how long it's been since I had that long a vacation; I said I didn't know if I ever had. (Turns out I probably have, but the fact that I legitimately couldn't think of any of those occasions is indicative (and that's partly because they're trips back to Minnesota and visiting family isn't really time off).)

So I talked about how fortunate I feel that I have the stability to do that: this is the first time I've had the money and the ability to have time off; before I either had time or money but never both at the same time.

But I also talked about how badly I spiraled on Saturday when some gloomy news about the Twins of all things. (tl;dr: billionaires ruin everything. The hope that things would improve when the team sold to different billionaires has been snatched away; the current ones are keeping the team and it's very clear they're going to starve it of funds -- bad teams make more money than good teams and this family believes they need money right now. They don't share the view that beat writers and podcasters and fans of the team have which is that a sportsball team is a civic institution; for them it's just a way to make money. Like Gleeman started his article the other day, "It's hope that hurts the most." Or as I learned it from English pals: "I can take the despair. It's the hope I can't stand.") I was like I don't have a dog any more, awful things are happening in the country I'm from, I couldn't go back for my grandma's funeral or my family, work has been so stressful all year, I can't even manage to organize a hookup...and now I can't even have baseball as a little fun escapist thing??

So am I doing pretty good or pretty bad?? I feel bad about feeling bad, being aware that my bad-feelings are floating on a sea of basic-okayness and worrying that I'm being insufficiently grateful for it. But my counselor said that it's not like one is true and one is false; both can be valid.

I guess it's part of leveling up Maslow's hierarchy: once you get the basic shit sorted out you do start caring more about that higher-level shit. I didn't expect that to happen automatically; indeed against my will but it seems to have. I don't want to lose track of the fulfilment I do have. But also basic stuff isn't taking up all my time/mental capacity any more so I have to figure out what else to do with my adult life.

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I have to work today... I need to motivate myself... But I still want to try writing about the second first place subject in the poll: zines!!! I've been getting into zines more and more lately (as a hobby/interest, I mean, not like I've been getting invited or accepted into zines more lol) so I'm really excited to get to talk about it..!!!

Warning for a very long post with pictures! )

In other, unrelated (or is it) news... My TFL application was accepted!!! So now I have 4 weeks to finish my PRFR fanlisting, which should be plenty of time. :D [community profile] ficinabox sign-ups just opened, and late noms too, so now I have to decide whether I'm going to be requesting new stuff or not. I'm giving myself today and tomorrow to think about it...

I pronounce it zeens BTW, although I sometimes slip up because my brain is like "NO WRONG THIS IS FRENCH, FOOL"
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According to the checkout card tucked into its back cover, the black-boarded, jacketless first edition of Millard Lampell's The Hero (1949) which I just collected this afternoon through interlibrary loan came originally from the Hatfield branch of the now-dissolved Western Massachusetts Regional Library System, whose bookmobile [personal profile] spatch remembers vividly because it was not the library across the street from one of his childhood homes but the one about a mile up the road. The dates on the card are well within the span of his family's residency. It would be nice to imagine that one of his parents took it out, or at least browsed through it, sometime. The punch line of discovering Lampell as an author is that while I did not in the least recognize his name, I would recognize his voice because along with Pete Seeger, Lee Hays, and Woody Guthrie, he formed the Almanac Singers. It was only later in his career as a screenwriter that he was blacklisted.

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