Books, hats, vampires...
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New icon in honor of discovering the Red Hat Society. Purple dresses (as most of you know, purple is my favorite color to a probably-unhealthy degree), ostentatious red hats, and tea parties. There is no bad here.
Aw, I have a Miss Marple icon!
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The Historian continued its trend of amazingness. Well, the romances could have been done away with, but beyond that--fantastic. And of course, just as I finish one vampire book that gives me the willies, what arrives in my mailbox but Goth Opera a Fifth Doctor "Missing Adventure" about, you guessed it, vampires. At least there's no possible way these vampires can be scary. There's too much horrible, horrible science trying to explain their existence in the real world ("quantum states where vampires exist" being translated to "classical physics" so we can see them by way of garlic and Christianity?) to take them in any way seriously.
Also, it has Five and Tegan acting like they're married. Aw. Such as:
"As they doubled their pace across the finely cut grass, the Doctor plucked the hat from his head and dropped it onto Tegan's. She put a hand on it to keep it there." (26) (I can totally see this.)
And this exchange:
"Mrs. Capricelli has a Georgian teapot,' he told Tegan, who was reading the paper.
"How nice for her..." murmured the Australian absently, taking another bite of toast. "What's your star sign?"
The Doctor lowered the teapot and frowned at her. "My what?"
"What star sign were you born under? There's one here that sounds so like you I'll bet you're a Cancerian."
The Doctor hopped up and glanced over Tegan's shoulder, taking a corner of the paper in his hand. "The constellations one sees from Gallifrey are different from those seen on Earth, Tegan. Add to that the fact that Time Lords make no note of what ancient stellar pattern happens to be on the horizon when they're born, and the fact that astrology is an unscientific and unprovable system based on blind chance, and--" His face fell as he saw the entry for Cancer. "Stuffy?" He let go of the paper and glared at her.
"Never mind." Tegan carefully kept a straight face. "There's an opportunity for romance on Wednesday." (42) (I kind of want to fic something with that...)
They're so cute.
I think after this, though, I'll attempt to turn away from vampires and into something like The Seven Ages of Paris. Of course, one of those ages will undoubtedly be the Revolution, but guillotines are less creepy than vampires, I suppose.
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Speaking of books, I got an amazing haul this weekend at the used bookstore in Rivergate. I traded in a massive box of comps books, books from this semester, and stuff from the recent hoe-out of my bookcase, so I ended up getting thirteen books for free. And I still have fifteen books-worth of credit left. I got my own copies of Brideshead Revisited and Pamela Dean's Tam Lin, 'cause those are books I simply must have around. I got a bunch of Hardy, because yay Hardy, including a book of his poetry that was edited by John Crowe Ransom (I felt a bit obligated to get that one). Also, Tennyson's Idylls of the King, Forster's A Passage to India, Porter's Ship of Fools, and a couple fantasy books I'd heard were good: The Glass Harmonica and The Glasswright's Apprentice. In addition, I got one of the stories-from-the-Sandman universe anthologies, Trollope's Barchester Towers (I wanted He Knew He Was Right, but they didn't have it), and The Compleat Angler, which, yes, is about fishing, but also includes lots of lovely passages about the sixteenth-century English countryside.
Aw, I have a Miss Marple icon!
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The Historian continued its trend of amazingness. Well, the romances could have been done away with, but beyond that--fantastic. And of course, just as I finish one vampire book that gives me the willies, what arrives in my mailbox but Goth Opera a Fifth Doctor "Missing Adventure" about, you guessed it, vampires. At least there's no possible way these vampires can be scary. There's too much horrible, horrible science trying to explain their existence in the real world ("quantum states where vampires exist" being translated to "classical physics" so we can see them by way of garlic and Christianity?) to take them in any way seriously.
Also, it has Five and Tegan acting like they're married. Aw. Such as:
"As they doubled their pace across the finely cut grass, the Doctor plucked the hat from his head and dropped it onto Tegan's. She put a hand on it to keep it there." (26) (I can totally see this.)
And this exchange:
"Mrs. Capricelli has a Georgian teapot,' he told Tegan, who was reading the paper.
"How nice for her..." murmured the Australian absently, taking another bite of toast. "What's your star sign?"
The Doctor lowered the teapot and frowned at her. "My what?"
"What star sign were you born under? There's one here that sounds so like you I'll bet you're a Cancerian."
The Doctor hopped up and glanced over Tegan's shoulder, taking a corner of the paper in his hand. "The constellations one sees from Gallifrey are different from those seen on Earth, Tegan. Add to that the fact that Time Lords make no note of what ancient stellar pattern happens to be on the horizon when they're born, and the fact that astrology is an unscientific and unprovable system based on blind chance, and--" His face fell as he saw the entry for Cancer. "Stuffy?" He let go of the paper and glared at her.
"Never mind." Tegan carefully kept a straight face. "There's an opportunity for romance on Wednesday." (42) (I kind of want to fic something with that...)
They're so cute.
I think after this, though, I'll attempt to turn away from vampires and into something like The Seven Ages of Paris. Of course, one of those ages will undoubtedly be the Revolution, but guillotines are less creepy than vampires, I suppose.
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Speaking of books, I got an amazing haul this weekend at the used bookstore in Rivergate. I traded in a massive box of comps books, books from this semester, and stuff from the recent hoe-out of my bookcase, so I ended up getting thirteen books for free. And I still have fifteen books-worth of credit left. I got my own copies of Brideshead Revisited and Pamela Dean's Tam Lin, 'cause those are books I simply must have around. I got a bunch of Hardy, because yay Hardy, including a book of his poetry that was edited by John Crowe Ransom (I felt a bit obligated to get that one). Also, Tennyson's Idylls of the King, Forster's A Passage to India, Porter's Ship of Fools, and a couple fantasy books I'd heard were good: The Glass Harmonica and The Glasswright's Apprentice. In addition, I got one of the stories-from-the-Sandman universe anthologies, Trollope's Barchester Towers (I wanted He Knew He Was Right, but they didn't have it), and The Compleat Angler, which, yes, is about fishing, but also includes lots of lovely passages about the sixteenth-century English countryside.
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Date: 2006-06-06 04:02 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-06-06 01:51 pm (UTC)Huh...I'd forgotten about that tales from the Sandman universe book...The Sandman Book of Dreams, I think? I have it and still need to read it...the Sandman comics rock.
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Date: 2006-06-06 06:19 pm (UTC)I'm extremely tempted. They're so adorable in this book.
The Sandman Book of Dreams
I think that's what it's called, yeah.