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Shelf Life: July 2013It’s summer. Traditionally a time for beach reading, fluff reading, right? This is how I’m justifying all the comics and manga to myself, anyway. Judge ye not, etc.

Spike: Asylum87. Spike: Asylum, by Brian Lynch
(IDW Publishing, 2007)

Brian Lynch has a terrible habit of over-explaining things both within the comics themselves, and then going over every obvious plot point and allusion yet again in the back pages of the graphic novel. I don’t know why he does this, and I really wish he’d stop. Somehow he missed the “show, don’t tell” lesson of story showing 101.

Anyway, Spike falls for an obvious deception and makes friends in an asylum claiming to cure supernatural beings. It’s all very silly, and not in the fun way that Shadow Puppets almost manages to pull off.

Shelf Life: June 2013 Another month, another eclectic mix.

In Search of Duende, by Federico García Lorca74. In Search of Duende, by Federico García Lorca
(New Directions, 2010)

A combination of poetry, and essays which felt a bit over my head. This probably shouldn’t have been my first introduction to Lorca.

75. Gwendolyn MacEwan, Vol 2, by Gwendolyn MacEwan
(Exile Editions, 2001)

This series of short, reasonably priced books serve as an introduction to MacEwan’s work, with poetry, prose poems, and novel excerpts.

The introductory essays to each book are also great, very helpful in situating those unfamiliar with her work on MacEwan’s place in the Canadian poetry scene.

Shelf Life: January 2013

So many books to read. So little time. I’m not going to go into detail with every book, just highlight a few of them.

How to Be a Woman, by Caitlin Moran1. How to Be a Woman, by Caitlin Moran
(Harper, 2012)

I had difficulty with this one. Moran’s clearly well read, yet this reads like a stream of consciousness monologue, only less eloquent. She’s fond of ALL CAPS to emphasize points, and likes to get ranty rather than examine issues in depth – which is infuriating, because I know she has the chops. I also have problems with her prescriptive feminism. It felt like her way or the highway. And her way definitely isn’t mine.

That said, I do feel we need more voices speaking publicly about what it’s like to be a woman, and the sexist bullshit we’re forced to deal with on a daily basis. I’m glad I read it.

2. Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Season 8, Vol. 8: Last Gleaming, by Joss Whedon
(Dark Horse, 2011)

So glad this season is over. Not Whedon’s finest arc.