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Let’s Talk Bookish Week Of 9.23.22: Reading Seasonally

Let’s Talk Bookish is a weekly meme hosted by Aria @ Book Nook Bits and Dani @ Literary Lion where we discuss certain topics, share our opinions, and spread the love by visiting each other’s posts.

Against all expectation and odds given by local bookies I am back for my second week of LTB, because I got the dang bug now, and it will not be satisfied until each of the countless eggs it’s laid somewhere on/in my person has hatched into a thoughtful, or at least fun to write, post.


Do you read seasonally?

I reckon the only thing I read on any kind of seasonal rotation is the annual Hogfather read-through my wife and I try to do every December; it’s my favorite Discworld, and it really sums up our feelings regarding the holidays, the new year, the nature of belief, the endless cycle of death and rebirth in which we are trapped but which will one day function just fine without us, and pork byproducts of all kinds:

A text-box from Terry Pratchett's Hogfather, reading:
"All right," said Susan. "I'm not stupid. You're saying humans
need.…fantasies to make life bearable."
REALLY? AS IF IT WAS SOME KIND OF PINK PILL? NO. HUMANS NEED
FANTASY TO BE HUMAN. TO BE THE PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL
MEETS THE RISING APE.
"Tooth fairies? Hogfathers? Little-"
YES. AS PRACTICE. YOU HAVE TO START OUT LEARNING TO BELIEVE
THE LITTLE LIES.
"So we can believe the big ones?"
YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING.
"They're not the same at all!"
YOU THINK SO? THEN TAKE THE UNIVERSE AND GRIND IT DOWN TO THE
FINEST POWDER AND SIEVE IT THROUGH THE FINEST SIEVE AND THEN
SHOW ME ONE ATOM OF JUSTICE, ONE MOLECULE OF MERCY. AND YET-
Death waved a hand. AND YET YOU ACT AS IF THERE IS SOME IDEAL OR-
DER IN THE WORLD, AS IF THERE IS SOME.SOME RIGHTNESS IN THE UNI-
VERSE BY WHICH IT MAY BE JUDGED.
"Yes, but people have got to believe that, or what's the point-
MY POINT EXACTLY.
From the great Sir Terry Pratchett...
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Do you like a beach read in summer, a spooky book in the autumn and holiday themed ones in winter?

I’m not opposed to those, certainly, and looking back I do see a few things line up: Cannery Row is my favorite book, I often reread it in the summer, and a significant chunk of it does take place at or near the beach. Similarly, the above-mentioned Hogfather is set at Hogswatch-time, which is explicitly a Christmas/Yule/Etc. analogue. I don’t intentionally season-select, largely because when it comes to non-comics reading I’m a grazer, distributing my time among a handful of books depending on my mood (as I mentioned here in my article on how to get more reading done) and by the time I finish a given book it’s rarely the same season as when I started it; this problem is especially exacerbated by the fact that oh boy do I love a 1,000-page brick, which tend to arrange themselves into series of same.


What’s your favorite season?

  1. Fifth
  2. Of Mists
  3. Monsoon
  4. Of The Witch
  5. Different
  6. Kaijumax, 1-6 Of
  7. Superman For All
  8. Time Of The
  9. Hannibal, Second Of
  10. A different Of The Witch

Do you have any favorite seasonal reads?

I do have books that I associate powerfully with specific times and places and the seasons are part of those memories, filling my mind-veins with the pleasant poison of nostalgia:


Dang it post, you got me all misty-eyed for the friggin’ past, where things were not better, and weren’t actually much simpler either, but they certainly do seem that way in retrospect. The careful reader may have noticed occasional mentions throughout my articles of me reading to my wife at bedtime, a custom we’ve maintained since the early days of our courtship (or as I like to call it, “the first Obama Administration”) and nights of which I can confidently say we have missed fewer than a dozen over 13 years. Why, then, are there no mentions of what I read to her? The answer is simple: because to me our bed and our hours reading together (and it is together; if listening to an audiobook is reading–and it is–then so is listening to someone read you a book live) are their own time and place, their own Season of Stories, and even if I wanted to I could not place them in the larger context of the vulgar thing the world tries to slice up into the ticking of clocks and pages of the calendar and use to mark its revolutions and orbits, like a child marking height on a doorjamb, unaware and ungrateful for the whole of what it is to have a home. She is my home, and those stories are ours; the rest I am happy to share with you all, and that will have to do.

What about you all? What did you read as a nation forgot what it meant to make it a Blockbuster night? How deep into the I Ching did The Man In The High Castle get you to dive? What secret pocket dimension, removed from time and the hurryings of the outside world, can you and your special someone/s access through THE POWER OF LOVE, FOR WHATEVER DEFINITION APPLIES? Shout out in the comments and I’ll see you all next time; until then, be good to yourselves, be good to each other, wear your goddamned masks, and if you see four lights, say four lights.

–The Bageler


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