Seriously life, can we just settle down for a bit. I meant to officially join RIP back on September 1st, but I tell you, the shit just keeps a coming. I’ve never been so glad for it to be back-to-school day. I’ve decided (because simply deciding will make it so, you know), that this back-to-school marks the start of a string of good luck to replace the string of crises we’ve been dealing with–starting with two unexpected major financial hits, moving on to having my beloved mother-in-law admitted to the ICU in the hospital and being diagnosed at the age of 82 with type 1 diabetes, and to end this long weekend of shit, finding our bathroom sink was leaking. But on the bright side: we’ll deal with the financial hits somehow, though it took him much of the day yesterday Rich managed to fix our plumbing problem, and very, very, very best of all, my mother-in-law is home now and is taking the major changes to her life in stride. And we were fortunate enough to have been able to make the 12-hour round trip to see her in the hospital Sat/Sun, which not only made her happy, but made us happy too.
Okay, but back to RIP. Year XII! I tell you, few things make me more nostalgic over my early days of blogging than Carl’s RIP and OUAT reading challenges. Thankfully, the lovely Heather and equally lovely Andi, have kept RIP alive again this year. And as usual I have made myself a pile of books far larger than I could read in two months time. Because while there are various Perils (levels) of participation that one can choose from when it comes to RIP, I prefer to go with what Kristen calls the “infinite peril” level, by which she means read as many RIP-appropriate books as possible during September and October.
Now, onto the lovely books:
*Books that are already underway: Smoke Gets in Your Eyes and Other Lessons from the Crematory by Caitlin Doughty (nonfiction/memoir), My Soul to Keep by Tananarive Due (fiction), and From Hell by Alan Moore and Eddie Campbell (historical fiction graphic novel).
*Books I currently have checked out of the library: The Wicked Boy: The Mystery of a Victorian Child Murderer by Kate Summerscale (nonfiction impulse grab…was then happy to see it on Kristen’s pile because I love her taste in books!) and Zone One by Colson Whitehead (post-apocalyptic novel I’ve been wanting to read for years).
*A couple more nonfiction choices: The Suspicions of Mr. Whicher: A Shocking Murder and the Undoing of a Great Victorian Detective by Kate Summerscale (a book I bought long ago thanks to Ana) and Pandemic by Sonia Shah (because I love reading about infectious disease and because I loved her book about malaria titled The Fever).
*A nice pile of mystery and/or suspense and/or thriller type books: See No Evil and Tell No Tales by Eleanor Taylor Bland (because she is one of my favorite comfort read authors), A.B.C. Murders and Hallowe’en Party by Agatha Christie (because it’s high time I read more of her work), Wolves of the Crescent Moon by Yousef Al-Mohaimeed, Origin by Diana Abu-Jaber, and Out by Natsuo Kirino (all because they just sound so damn good and have been sitting on my shelves unread for too long), and The Silence of the Lambs by Thomas Harris (because I want to read it before I watch the movie again).
*Of the more horror/supernatural variety: The House of Dies Drear by Virginia Hamilton, The Little Stranger by Sarah Waters, and The Icarus Girl by Helen Oyeyemi (because they all sound so atmospherically perfect for this time of year), Deathnote by Tsunami Ohba and Takeshi Obata (to have a little more comics choice, especially come Dewey’s Readathon next month), Lagoon by Nnedi Okorafor (which sounds more sci-fi, but I’m hoping it’s dark and scary enough to qualify for RIP), White Tears by Hari Kunzru and The Girl With the Gifts M.R. Carey (because why haven’t I read them yet?!!) and Fledgling by Octavia Butler (because she has become one of my all-time favorite authors with Kindred and the Parable books, and I just *know* I’m going to love it!).
*And finally, some short stories: The Migration of Ghosts by Pauline Melville (I’ve no idea if this is even RIP-appropriate, but the title has me hoping), Black Juice by Margo Lanagan (because how have I never read any of her short stories), and Mojo: Conjure Stories edited by Nalo Hopkinson (which I read some of last year for RIP).
Well, that ought to keep me busy, huh? Along with all the scary/suspenseful/mysterious viewing I’m hoping to do. And of course, it really goes without saying that I feel no compunction whatsoever to stick to this list…