It's been a nice July :). For the first time in a while I can look back and say that I've made good use of whatever bits of nice weather we've had. And even when we haven't had nice weather, we've made the most of it :). I think a general sense of peace and quiet has definitely helped!
For one thing, we've definitely managed to go cycling a fair bit. Whenever the weather's been a bit clear. And on occasion hoping that the weather would be clear and then being caught out :D. But it's all been good fun!
I did manage to cycle in to work to Oslo a couple of more times. One of the times it decided to rain on me on the way back, so I caught a train from a very conveniently located station along the way :). The other time it rained, but then decided to clear up for a gloriously sunny evening of leisurely cycling! So yeah, ups and downs, but generally all good :).
While the southern bits of Europe and larger parts of the world seems stuck with excessively hot and dry weather, this part of the world seems to be stuck with rather more wet and cooler weather. And obviously, I'd much rather have it this way. The flowers in the garden are quite happy about the situation too!
Fruit plucking season is also well underway. In fact, it feels like things have come a bit early this year. Usually the strawberries, raspberries, cherries and other such aren't really ripe till schools are back in session which means it's the kids that manage to get everything next to the streets and paths, but this time there's loads to go around while most people are still away on holiday :).
I guess in more ways than one I've rather enjoyed a slower tempo of life. Work's certainly been busy, not least because so many people being away means whatever surprises come around land up on your desk. But I've still been enjoying having way more headspace. Time to really get into things.
I was going to then write "get things done", but I've realized I'm not very good at that. Or maybe it's more a question of what does it really mean to get something done. When is anything really fully done anyway? Maybe it's important to appreciate taking just a few steps forward, however few.
In a world where so many things feel too big, too crazy, too complicated, too wild, too strange or just plain too much for a single person to be able to deal with, let alone "get it all done", it feels best to try and do the best one can. It's heartening to see that this is not a tone that's altogether alien in the world today. There's probably just not enough of it.
Speaking of, came across an article about Charlie Mackesy recently. The name sounded vaguely familiar. The contents of the article felt even more so. And then I realized, P got given the book earlier this year as a birthday present!
The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse is an excellent reminder of how much good there is in the world. That kindness matters. That caring for oneself doesn't have to come at the cost of caring for another, or vice-versa. It's the sort of book that feels like a refuge in times of self-doubt, struggling to understand the world around, or just plain feeling down. I mean, it doesn't have to feel like the end of the world before we ask for help right? It's also very funny :). The artwork is something I found myself getting lost in. In the best possible way.
I've also never known cake could mean so many things, while still just being cake :).
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Also read some other books this month :). One of which was the rather thought provoking Welcome to the Goddamn Ice Cube. The copy I'd ordered did, finally, arrive, and I managed to read it in a day or so to be able to participate in the the rather engaged book club discussion that followed.
There's a sense in which it also deals with the sense of self I guess? People are so different right? And even with our many languages, spoken and otherwise, communication is at best scratching at the surface of who you are and how that translates to me. With innumerable yous and constantly evolving mes...
It was also a lot of fun to see how people reacted to the occasional almost literal translations of (northern-) Norwegian expressions into English. Those that knew enough of Norwegian mostly found it awesome, while others were left somewhat bewildered :).
Then I got to the end of The Hobbit, not too surprised about how many of the details of the story had been badly mangled by the films. The feel of it, obviously, is very different from the other Tolkien I've read recently, but having the broader arc of the story of Middle Earth fresh in my mind made the reading all the more interesting.
I think I'll get into The Lord of the Rings in not too long. Just not looking forward to my 2002 Hollywood tie-in paperback copy, so decided to wait for whoever's got the copy from the library to return it :D.
Speaking of library books, the Monstress books I'd requested from other libraries arrived, and I read them. Is there a lot more I can say about that? Not sure. I think I'll certainly try and read the rest of the volumes whenever they do get published. I'm still very taken with the visual style, so there's that :).
Next up was this month's book club book! Loki was one of my suggestions. A take on Norse myths, and one I was keen to compare and contrast with Neil Gaiman's Norse Mythology. To say there was a contrast would be quite the understatement :).
I think fundamentally the two books set out to be very different things. Gaiman was writing his version of the known and familiar Norse myths of the Edda. In his particular style, but mainly trying to stay close to the known versions. There didn't seem to be (as far as I can remember from reading it five years ago) any particular point of view or social/political commentary he was trying to get across.
Burgess on the other hand seems to be particularly keen on taking the structure of said myths, twisting hard and building his own narrative presented through the highly entertaining if sometimes strained voice of Loki. Not being particularly familiar with all of the myths themselves, it's impossible for me to tell where Burgess completely deviates from any previously known versions of the stories, where he adds new layers to the known or where he merely sheds light on the not so well known.
The last section of the book is particularly transparent, I felt, in projecting the author's views on the state of the world today. Which of course is very much his prerogative, rightly so. The mood definitely changes over the course of the book, from the playful and almost carefree to progressively darker and eventually downright horrific. Which of course is well in keeping with the state we find Loki himself in. What can I say? I'm really looking forward to the discussion on this one :).
Then I decided it would be a good time to re-read something I hadn't read in more than a decade. Turbulence by Samit Basu, a Bengali author who I absolutely loved because of his GameWorld Trilogy. Turns out he's written a sequel, and I ended up being presented a copy of said sequel for Christmas. Seeing how I didn't really remember much of the story from the first book, it seemed sensible to brush up.
Not sure what to think of it. I actually had to look up my post from when I read it the last time :P. Seems like I did really enjoy the generally utterly crazy, headlong plunge into the author's somewhat chaotic imagination :). Don't think I enjoyed it as much this time around. And the ending still felt just as bizarre as it did back then. I've been sort of avoiding thinking about when I should get to the sequel :P.
At which point I decided to delve into the enchanting world of The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse, to my great joy :). I now find myself not particularly fussed about picking up another book for the time being. There's a sense of interregnum. Isn't that the word? An in-between. A pause.
A bunch of the books I know I'd like to read are waiting on the books themselves to be returned or in other cases perhaps for librarians to return from holidays :). The summer holidays are over and the buzz of life will get louder. I'm not sure I'm ready for this calm to be over and life to turn the volume back up to eleven...
When it is and it does, I'll try to hold on to the relative tranquillity of the many shapes and colours of summer clouds reflected on lakes and fjords as I cycled by :).
