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( Feb. 9th, 2005 09:21 am)
I generally think that Spider Robinson's Callahan novels are seriously overrated. (Other than the first one, which I thought very good, especially the chapter, "The Time Traveler," which was brilliant.) I've read three of the subsequent novels and been, well, underwhelmed. And it's not that I'm not a science fiction reader generally (being more a mystery person): I love Connie Willis's work, and some of Orson Scott Card's, and I have reread C.J. Cherryh's Cyteen trilogy so much pages are falling out. I like Marion Zimmer Bradley's Darkover novels, in spite of them being really uneven in quality over the series.

But, scouting around for reading material, I chanced upon Callahan's Con. I read it, and thought Dorothy Parker's classic bad novel review would be appropriate: "This novel is not to be tossed lightly aside, but hurled with great force."

It's not just the cardboard characterizations or the "let's spend insane amounts of verbiage on backstory" feel. And it's not the ending, which I have read upset some Callahan fans.

It's something far more basic than that.

In which Pat complains about the book and about the last two Harry Potters as well. Consider this your spoiler alert. )
Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
Gonna mulch it deep and low
Gonna make it fertile ground

Inch by inch, row by row
Please bless these seeds I sow
Please keep them safe below
'Till the rain comes tumbling down

Pullin' weeds and pickin' stones
We are made of dreams and bones
Need a place to call my own
'Cause the time is close at hand

Grain for grain, sun and rain
Find my way in nature's chain
Tune my body and my brain
To the music of the land

Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
Gonna mulch it deep and low
Gonna make it fertile ground

Inch by inch, row by row
Please bless these seeds I sow
Please keep them safe below
'Till the rain comes tumbling down

Plant your rows straight and long
Season with a prayer and song
Mother Earth will make you strong
If you give her loving care

Old crow watching from a tree
He's got his hungry eye on me
In my garden I'm as free
As that feathered thief up there

Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
Gonna mulch it deep and low
Gonna make it fertile ground

Inch by inch, row by row
Please bless these seeds I sow
Please keep them safe below
'Till the rain comes tumbling down


"The Garden Song" by Dave Mallett
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( Feb. 9th, 2005 09:33 pm)
Anybody want to buy a raffle ticket? They're ten dollars, and if you win you get to have the Ragazzi Boys Choir perform at your soiree (a prize estimated to be worth $1000) [edit: this presupposes that you live in the SF Bay Area], or $400 if you are not the type to hold soirees. There are second and third place prizes, too, I just can't remember what they are right at the moment.
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