October in Books

October was a busy month and I didn’t have much time for entertainment. I still managed to finish five books.

Best Book

  1. The Killing Moon by N.K. Jemisin – my third book by this author and it might also be the best so far. An ancient Egypt-like world, where magic is collected from dreams, and dreaming is visiting the land of the dead. The priests gathering the magic are at risk of taking too much and losing humanity. The idea is not too novel but the whole story felt sufficiently different, alien, and better. Overall, a clear 5/5 and one of the best #1s for the month on this blog for the year.
  2. Turbo Twenty-Three by Janet Evanovich – where Stephanie Plum will investigate a person turned into a giant ice cream bar. A nice, ice-creamy bubble gum with a good plot. Also 5/5.
  3. and 4. The first two books about Jake Longly by D.P. Lyle. A former baseball player turned detective, a series glowing in 70s style neon with a bit of exploitation. Overall very promising. I gave them 4/5 and ordered the 3rd book. Looking forward to reading it, once it gets home.

Worst Book

  1. Caraval by Stephanie Garber – I felt tricked by that one. It started well but turned into a slime. 3/5 – not for me. Probably won’t look for the continuation but who knows.

The Wire

There’s a park close to our co-working space that’s surrounded by a wall. Right in the middle of that wall, there’s a patch of 10-ish meters of barbed wire. I’ve been to the other side a few times, nothing but trees. Makes me wonder why and how?

And a local resident:

Very friendly.

The dark side and the darker side

This is a photo from my neighborhood. This is the dark, northern side of the buildings.

And this is a sidewalk, the legal way to cross the highway. Of course, there are other ways further away. I call this sidewalk “The middle path” because it’s medium inconvenience, and in my opinion, holds the highest risk for the pedestrians. Zoom in and you’ll see the leftovers of a flying car that somehow fell off the bridge without damaging the guard rails. Not an isolated accident. I’ve seen a flying car in the opposite part of the cloverleaf interchange.

Dancing in the Rain

This is a nice statue from the socialist period. It’s named Victory to be politically correct but we can rename it to Dancing in the Rain – after all, it rains and she looks like dancing.

I’m not sure I encountered much today but I surely soaked wet. Didn’t want to walk with an umbrella. My thinking in the morning was that I will get wet anyway but without the umbrella, I will at least not hold my hand up for 2-3 hours.

Water finds its way in and if you try keeping it out too hard, it starts building up from the inside as well. I think it was okay. The shoes held up.