I enjoyed this, not more than I thought I would, but rather in an unexpected way. I felt that Jo was relatable; I identified with her attitude toward money and marriage.
Also loved the daughter, and the other supporting characters.
Fanciful, realistic fiction.
This was brought to my attention via Sloan Crosby's The Clasp, which also had a version of this short story at the end.
I believe that my view on this story is influenced by ‘The Clasp', but is still mixed.
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I'll admit that I don't fully understand this short story, but I there aspects that I like.
Such as the group of oddly named characters that seem like they're about to go on a heist and then the reader finds out that the Emerald is sentient
"The noble, noble oboe! Of course it's not to every taste. Not everyone swings with the oboe. Whoops! Goddamn oboe let me take that again. Not perhaps the premier instrument of the present age. What would that be? The bullhorn, no doubt."Perhaps a comment on the loud, brash commentary that is sometimes passed off as "news".
Mentions Shreveport, a town special to my grandmother.
Also, had to look up the word: deshabille, the state of being dressed in a careless, disheveled, or disorderly style or manner; undress; a garment worn in undress; a loose morning dress.
The book ended with a letter exchange between [a:Lynda Barry 11646 Lynda Barry https://images.gr-assets.com/authors/1530557874p2/11646.jpg] and McDonnell, wherein he explains Mooch's name. McDonnell's mother referred to cats' head bump ‘kisses' as mooches.
Found this by reading Siobhan Carroll‘s Tor short story ‘For He Can Creep' which is the last line of Smart's poem ‘For I Will Consider My Cat Jeoffry'. The story was enjoyable and made me seek out Smart's poem, also a satisfying read.
Fun and fanciful. I enjoyed Rita Hayworth and Orson Welles as well as Conchita, who rolled cigars, and her sailor Wooden John, who whittled a pipe.
I read the French edition today, I had planned on reading the English edition right after, but some of my third graders wanted to read it so I've loaned it out to them. Dommage, á demain.
I believe that I understood most of it, enough to find it charming & humorous. Plus the art has a fantastic style. Merci Elise, vous êtes une artist fantastique. Je voudrais à lit vous livres tous.
Made me chuckle, and might have to try a few of these, although I might cheat and go to a bar.
Not a big fan of gin...
Loved the beginning, started to loose me by the end though. Two big pet peeves though: interjecting a two-page spead of pictures in the middle of a word– it really threw off the continuity– and some of the cartoons were really hard to read, which made it frustrating.
Otherwise, good coverage of an interesting subject matter
Lovely writing style with action, angst, Sun Tzu references, and a struggling relationship.
Reread the first two and then this one.
I'm going to say 3.75 rounded up. Really like the art and the themes: environmentalism, chosen family, quest for a good cause, and ‘they're not actually crazy'.
Didn't love the cliche of the protagonist and supporting character having an obligatory fight/poor communication and in the entire series it doesn't really pass the Bechdel test. I guess Fox and Frida kind of talk, but Frida is mostly talking about the Molegod and Pig and not really speaking to Fox. There's also the scene wherein Fox and Hippo are introduced to Margot and she introduces the family, but Fox only says one thing, and it's more like she's echoing something Margot said for/to the reader or to herself.
I'm curious about the animated feature of the same name, bet it has some great music to add to it's lovely visuals.
published 1934 CLARE HARNER
Do not stand
By my grave, and weep.
I am not there,
I do not sleep—
I am the thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints in snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle, autumn rain.
As you awake with morning's hush,
I am the swift, up-flinging rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight,
I am the day transcending night.
Do not stand
By my grave, and cry—
I am not there,
I did not die.
So lovely and fitting for a somber occasion where one is seeking comfort.
I liked this better in French. Also it seems in French they call her Rosie rather than Piggie, not that either of their names came up.
The three stories were: The Magic Gem, The Tigers of the Kumgang Mountains, and The Deer and the Woodcutter.
I'd say this collection was 3.5, rounded up to a 4.
I'm not a fan of guns in fairy tales, to me it feels less magical and more modern, even though it looks like rifles/long guns could have been around in the mid to late 1400's.
The Magic Gem felt familiar, I've probably encountered a similar wish granting fish fairy tale and this is Korea's version, but it felt its own in the mentioning of the underwater kingdom.
The Tigers of the Kumgang Mountains was about a father – and then a son– with great marksmanship and some tricky tigers.
The Deer and the Woodcutter, was enjoyable, made me think of selkies and other mythological women that need a skin or dress to return to their home.