
Music Monday’s originated at The Tattooed Book Geek‘s fantastic blog and has shown up here and there since then.
Seems fitting for this week…just makes you want to grab your Sub-Etha Sens-O-Matic, a towel, and get off this rock, doesn’t it?

I’m very pleased today to welcome The Write Reads Blog Tour for Cat Rector’s
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Genre: Dark Fantasy
Format: Hardcover/Paperback/Ebook
Length: 430 Page
Publication Date: October 1, 2021

Perhaps you know the myths.
Furious, benevolent Gods.
A tree that binds nine realms.
A hammer stronger than any weapon.
And someday, the end of everything.
But few have heard of me.
Looking back, it’s easy to know what choices I might have made differently. At least it feels that way. I might have given up on my title. Told my father he was useless, king of Gods or no, and left Asgard. Made a life somewhere else.
Maybe I would never have let Loki cross my path. Never have fallen in love.
But there’s no going back.
We were happy once.
And the price for that happiness was the end of everything.
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Cat Rector grew up in a small Nova Scotian town and could often be found simultaneously reading a book and fighting off muskrats while walking home from school. She devours stories in all their forms, loves messy, morally grey characters, and writes about the horrors that we inflict on each other. After spending nearly a decade living abroad, she returned to Canada with her spouse to resume her war against the muskrats. When she’s not writing, you can find her playing video games, spending time with loved ones, or staring at her To Be Read pile like it’s going to read itself.
Epilogues for Lost Gods is the sequel to her debut novel, The Goddess of Nothing At All.
Find her on Twitter, Tiktok, and Instagram at Cat_Rector
Or visit her website, CatRector.com

My thanks to The Write Reads for the invitation to participate in this tour and the materials they provided.

I’m very pleased today to welcome The Write Reads Ultimate Blog Tour for Neil Boss’ Maybe It’s About Time! I couldn’t fit it into my reading schedule, but if you take a look at the feed for https://twitter.com/WriteReadsTours over the next few days, you’ll see a lot of bloggers who did find the time to write interesting things about it.
Genre: Satire Fiction
Publisher: Matador
Format: Paperback/Ebook
Length: 552 pages
Publication Date: September 5, 2022

Two people trapped in their different worlds. One by wealth and one by poverty. Twenty years working for The Firm has given Marcus Barlow everything he wants but has taken his soul in return. Finding a way to leave has become an obsession.
Claire Halford’s life hits rock bottom when she is caught stealing food from Tesco Express. Left alone by her husband with two small children and an STI, her suicide music is starting to play louder in her head.
A chance meeting brings them together. As a mystery virus from China starts to run riot across the country, their world’s collide and they find they have more in common than they knew.
Set in the early months of 2020, Maybe It’s About Time is a story about the difficulty of changing lives for the better. Starting as a funny and satirical view of the egocentric world of professional services, it gives way to a heart-warming story of an unlikely friendship that rejuvenates Marcus and Claire, giving them both hope for a better future.
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I retired from a career in the corporate world in November 2019 with three objectives. To travel around the world and fly fish in the most exotic locations, to play my electric guitar better than I do and to write a novel that I could be genuinely proud of. The pandemic and lockdown in March 2020 put my first two objectives on hold leaving me no option but to start writing. Two and half years later, ‘Maybe It’s About Time’, my first novel, was published.
As a piece of work, I am incredibly proud of it. It makes me laugh and cry in equal measure. I am even more proud that readers seem to be enjoying it just as much and it is getting great reviews.
Travel and fly fishing has now started again, my guitar playing is improving and a sequel to ‘Maybe It’s About Time’ is planned to start in 2023!
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My thanks to The Write Reads for the invitation to participate in this tour and the materials they provided.

Non-Toxic Masculinity:DETAILS: Publisher: IVP Publication Date: April 04, 2023 Format: Paperback Length: 194 pg. Read Date: April 23-May 7, 2023

This is one of those books where I could easily go on and on about the arguments and ideas presented within—and I’d like to interact with some of those a bit, too. But this isn’t the place for that—I have to remind myself again—I’ll touch on some of it, but not much.
Wagner starts by reflecting on the Purity Culture that blossomed in the 90s (and since) in Evangelicalism and Conservative Protestantism—and the not-helpful to harmful ways it has impacted the lives of men and women since then. This first part of the book defines the issues and what kind of damage they have wrought.
The next two parts look to define and construct a healthy, i.e., non-toxic mascultinity, based on a Biblical view of masculinity—redeemed masculinity to be precise. After laying out this vision, he suggests ways to implement this vision. Wagner’s idea is rooted in sanctification—not to the exclusion of other areas, but that’s not what this book is about. His view of a sanctified, or at least growing in sanctification, masculinity is not that found in the Purity Culture or some of the works around it, but something greater.
I don’t have a lot to quibble with here—my main problem is that I think too much of this book is Zachary Wagner’s story. I think it has its place in this book—and it’s important to see what got him headed down this path of investigation. But I think we got too much about him.
I can easily see other readers disagreeing with me—and perhaps seeing themselves in him and his struggles. At the very least being able to relate to them and appreciating him sharing those struggles—and how he’s come through them. And I do, too. I just think we could use 15-30% less of it.
Similarly, I do wonder if he made the same points too many times in general—maybe accented differently depending on the chapter, but on more than one occasion I wondered “didn’t he already make this point in the last chapter?” Even there, that’s something I wonder with about half the non-fiction works I read anymore, so Wagner’s just fitting in.
Running throughout the book, but found in a couple of places in particular, is a critique of the more problematic aspects of Every Man’s Battle, the influential work by Stephen Arterburn and Fred Stoeker.
Now, true, the book has become a whipping boy for several authors recently—but I think it’s largely deserved.
Wagner, like me, once swallowed the book and its vision of male sexuality—redeemed or not. But, Wagner argues (convincingly, I’d say) that Every Man’s Battle‘s vision sees all men as permanently adolescent, immature, and lacking any kind of self-control. But if you read Paul, he’s clear that this is not what a mature Christian should be—absolutely, no Christian will reach full maturity in this life—but if you have no more self-control as an adult as you did as a teenager, you’re missing something vital in your spiritual (as well as physical and mental) life.
That’s, of course, a very brief summary of Wagner—his critique is more thorough (and more convincing). Now, is that what I got the book for? No. Did I expect something like that? Also, no. Am I glad Wagner gave it? Yes.
The last chapter, “Death and Resurrection: The Beauty of Redeemed Masculinity,” is a winner. It sums up everything he’s been arguing for in the whole book and then focuses it. Wagner reminds the reader that Christianity is a call to self-denial, self-sacrifice, and dying to self. This includes in the bedroom. If you haven’t been convinced before this point, you likely won’t be by this chapter, but I found the terms he framed in this last chapter in the most convicting. I’d suggest that readers who don’t agree might have missed something. Those chapters leading up to it, are almost as good, too.
Ultimately what Wagner delivers is what I wanted in last year’s How Not to Be an *SS—and then some. So just on those terms, I’m a satisfied reader. But he delivered more than just that—laying out a compelling positive case for a masculinity defined by Scriptural terms, not merely cultural—whether in lock-step with it or in reaction against it.
I can’t—and wouldn’t want to—sign off on every jot and tittle of the work. But it’s far superior to every other thing I’ve read on the subject of what it means to be a man, male sexuality, and ideas of that nature, that I’m tempted to. (although Keith Ronald Gregoire and Andrew Bauman aren’t that far off)
No matter where you fit on the spectrum of those reacting to the purity culture, it’s worth a read. It’s good to consider, and helpful to sharpen your iron.

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So, I saw Craig Johnson at a local bookstore last night, I’ll probably say more about that soon–but I’ll just leave it with, if you have the opportunity–take it. Even if you’ve never read him (or watched the show based on his novels). The man is a natural-born storyteller.
Before the Miscellany, let me ask one more time for questions to answer as part of my upcoming 10th Blogiversary commemoration. I’ve got some great ones already, but why not add yours to the stack?
Odds ‘n ends about books and reading that caught my eye this week. You’ve probably seen some/most/all of them, but just in case:
Public Libraries Deserve Better Than Thistitle
Intellectual Freedom and Why We Must Fight For It
Patrick Rothfuss announced a new novella—this great bearded glacier has something coming out this year! Sure, it’s focused on a character I really don’t understand the fascination with…but so what? I’m beyond excited for this.
The Work of the Audiobook
All the Monsters in Jane Eyre—I don’t buy all of this piece…but I’m not sure how much I disagree with it, either. Regardless, a good read about a great book.
Samantha Irby Refuses to Organize Her Piles of Books—Irby remains on my “should get around to trying list” but for some reason I clicked on this brief Q&A and really enjoyed it
How To READ Audiobooks! (In 6 EASY Steps)—a handy video from Shelf Centered
How Junie B. Jones Saved Dinnertime—how one book series really connected with one young reader
James Cook Artwork—barely connected to the subject here…but this artwork created on typewriters is a must-see
Molly Templeton has put together a list of A Few Reading Suggestions for When You Really Ought To Stop Playing Tears of the Kingdom—I thought about passing this along to one of my sons, but I think it might make him stop talking to me if I suggested something as preposterous as stopping playing it.
Into Reading – The Hunger Games—1. Good post on The Hunger Games. 2. A fantastic idea for a series of posts over on Fi’s Bibliofiles…
SFF Book Recs for Autism Acceptance Month—Justin Gross knows his SFF and shows it in this post
5 Reasons To Read Middle Grade Books As An Adult—I wish I’d read this post earlier in the week than I did–I tried saying some of the same things in my first abandonded post for The Manifestor Prophecy, I could’ve just referenced this and maybe saved the post.
Arthurian Retellings Reading List—I’m tempted to turn this into my 2024 TBR
How to Read More
I feel like I should be linking to as many Wyrd and Wonder posts as I can…but why duplicate the efforts of Dear Geek Place and The Book Nook when I can just link to their Quest Logs instead?
Why do moms get sidelined in SFF?—A great question that more people need to answer

This Week’s New Releases that I’m Excited About and/or You’ll Probably See Here Soon:
The Only Truly Dead by Rob Parker, Narrated by: Warren Brown—the Audible Original Thirty Miles trilogy wraps up. I had to stop about an hour from the ending yesterday–which drove me nuts, but I knew if I kept going I wouldn’t be able to stop until it was done and the friend I was meeting for dinner probably would’ve been annoyed by that. If you’ve been sleeping on this series, you have no reason to any more.
Harold by Steven Wright—a stream-of-consciousness novel from the POV of a 3rd grader in the 1960s over one day of school. Looks fantastic.
Killing Me by Michelle Gagnon—the tagline sells it, “She escaped a serial killer. Then things got weird.” A funny (?) novel about a woman who is rescued from a serial killer, ends up in legal trouble, and runs to Vegas while being pursued by a killer. Or something along those lines…
The Dog Sitter Detective by Antony Johnston—the first in a series of cozy mysteries about a retired actress turned dog-sitter/amateur detective (with a promise that nothing bad will happen to the dogs)

This is a weekly bloghop hosted by Freda’s Voice.
RULES:
Grab a book, any book.
Turn to Page 56 or 56% on your ereader. If you have to improvise, that is okay.
Find a snippet, short and sweet.
Post it.

from Page 56 of:

A mechanical whump vibrated under our feet.
“What was that?” Almonte said, moving her rifle to the ready.
A metallic slam clanged resoundingly, then another. A sudden, horrified realization came over me, and I looked back a her, wide-eyed.
“You know,” I said, “I didn’t check for traps.”
The ground under us dropped away, dirt and debris falling into a pit along with all of us.
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The Ballad of Bonaduke—DETAILS: Series: The Ballad of Bonaduke, #21 Format: Kindle Vella Story Read Date: May 18, 2023

I was reminded of the one time my father took me to a natural park…We had been walking for nearly 20 minutes in silence before we heard it shuffle through the underbrush ahead. A bear. Larger than life than [sic] and certainly bigger than any TV picture could have prepared me for. There was a switch in my head that knew immediately how dangerous it was.
A drunken Michael Bonaduke decides to use a grift (with maybe some sort of magic/magic-like “help”) to win on a scratch-off lottery ticket so he has money to buy more to drink. He pulls off whatever he did, gets his money and some booze and stumbles off into the darkness to drink himself into oblivion so he can start again the next day. He’s hit by dark memories (probably what’s driving him to the drinking) of fire, pleading, and screaming. There’s going to be a price to pay for his grift, and he’s trying to be ready.
Before then, he gets himself drunk and we get some of his tragic backstory. As he ponders this, he decides to use some of his ill-gotten-gains to buy more booze and walks into a liquor store robbery. He foils it in some sort of magical fashion, gets some more to drink, and heads off to the park to drink until he’s arrested (probably for the failed robbery). At least that’s his plan, but it gets interrupted by being hit by a car. He wakes up on some sort of short, metal bed and is unsure what’s going on. It turns out that some group is subjecting him to a test—if he passes, everything will be explained to him (and hopefully the reader, too). He passes—and is brought somewhere for answers, or maybe training, or maybe another test. Time will tell (or things are going to get really annoying). Answers aren’t quick to come—but the mysteries and questions keep piling up.
Things get hairy and Bonaduke leaves and finds himself back in the neighborhood he started from. Taking refuge in a homeless encampment, Bonaduke has to make some decisions. He starts to get his thoughts in order when the police begin a raid at the camp. During the raid, he’s apprehended by…well, we need to find out. But first, the interrogation kicks off—Bonaduke tries to work his grift to get him out, and while that effort starts off promisingly…it didn’t quite go the way he’d intended.
Bonaduke has a quick fantasy about how he can get himself out of the station–and how it would probably go wrong.
Then he gets an unexpected assist (that will likely come with strings attached) and gets out in a very different way.
Well, that’s about it.
There were a couple of nasty typos that really took me out of the moment, and given the brevity of the episode, that’s not good at all.
This was a quick one and Slaywood acknowledges this in a note, but it does everything an episode needs to. Bonaduke gets out of the police station, we learned a little more about him, and there’s a good character moment. The story moved and it did so well.
And did we learn something about how the grift works? Mayyyybe. Now I’m excited.

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Nic Blake and the Remarkables:by Angie Thomas
DETAILS: Series: Nic Blake and the Remarkables, #1 Publisher: Balzer & Bray Publication Date: April 04, 2023 Format: Hardcover Length: 351 pg. Read Date: May 10, 2023

I’ve tried to write a favorable post about this book a couple of times now, and I’ve failed. I’ve got to get this back to the Library soon, so I need to get something done. So…here are some bullet points describing why readers should avoid the book.
I guess, to be fair, we should start with some facts. Here’s what the jacket copy has to say:
It’s not easy being a Remarkable in the Unremarkable world. Some things are cool—like getting a pet hellhound for your twelfth birthday. Others, not so much—like not being trusted to learn magic because you might use it to take revenge on an annoying neighbor.
All Nic Blake wants is to be a powerful Manifestor like her dad. But before she has a chance to convince him to teach her the gift, a series of shocking revelations and terrifying events launch Nic and two friends on a hunt for a powerful magic tool she’s never heard of…to save her father from imprisonment for a crime she refuses to believe he committed.
From internationally bestselling superstar author Angie Thomas comes a wildly inventive, hilarious, and suspenseful new contemporary fantasy trilogy inspired by African American history and folklore, featuring a fierce, irrepressible character who will win your heart.
In no particular order, just the way they occurred to me:
As all good Fantasy readers know, there’s a plethora of books (especially for MG audiences) with magic systems largely based on African American myths and folklore. It’s the same old-same old here, give me some WASP-y fantasy!
An MG-book featuring a strong father-daughter connection, however flawed by good intentions and human nature? Bah. Who needs that?
We don’t need a respectful, but still pointed, take on a certain magical boarding school series.
The fact that there’s a way for Muggles, I mean Unremarkables, to access magic on their own is such a bad idea and adds nothing new to the genre.
In many ways, you get the impression (although it might not be the case) that Coogler’s Black Panther influenced this storyline and world. Of all the superhero movies, why this one?
The protagonist and her best friend be prepared for their adventures because of their devoted fandom of a series of fantasy novels. Nerds shouldn’t be action heroes. They should stay in their lane.
“Chosen One post-traumatic stress disorder?” Listen, the notion of a Chosen One is sacrosanct and should be treated that way.
It’s a Middle-Grade book, it shouldn’t acknowledge (but not dwell on) things like issues with the prison system, racism, the Underground Railroad, the Civil Rights Movement, and so on.
Protagonists (and main characters) who make mistakes—serious ones—and have to adjust their behavior are not the examples that Middle-Grade readers need.
Nic Blake finds herself as part of two supportive and encouraging multi-generational communities (who don’t see eye to eye, it should be said) and gets help from both when she needs it. But it’s not just help for her—the communities help each other—largely because it’s needed, not that they get anything in return.
There’s a sense of fun and joy that pervades the entire book, without detracting from the stakes, and that’s such a turn-off.
Okay, fine…there are few reasons not to read this book, really. It’s a fun world filled great characters (both minor and major), and I’m ready to read the sequel today (if only so I can have another chance at writing something about the series).

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I really don’t have an idea for an intro to this post, so I’ll just give another plug to Ask Me (just about) Anything for My Upcoming Blogiversary. I’ve received some fun questions so far, but I bet yours will be just as fun!
Now, on to the WWW…
This meme was formerly hosted by MizB at A Daily Rhythm and revived on Taking on a World of Words—and shown to me by Aurore-Anne-Chehoke at Diary-of-a-black-city-girl.
The Three Ws are:
What are you currently reading?
What did you recently finish reading?
What do you think you’ll read next?
Easy enough, right?
I’m reading Questland by Carrie Vaughn–someone left me a comment last year telling me to go into it with low expectations–and I’m trying that, but it’s hard considering it’s Vaughn. Yesterday, I started listening to The Chinese Groove by Kathryn Ma, James Chen (Narrator) on audiobook. I haven’t found my groove with it yet, but I’m hoping I will.
Yesterday I finished two books that weren’t what I expected and are both going to be hard to talk about because I have too much to say about them: Alix E. Harrow’s The Once and Future Witches and This Bird Has Flown by Susanna Hoffs, narrated by Susanna Hoffs and Juliet Stevenson on audio.
My next book should be Fixit by Joe Ide (a triumph of a due date over my plans). My next audiobook should be what promises to be a dynamite conclusion to the Thirty Miles Trilogy—The Only Truly Dead by Rob Parker, Warren Brown (Narrator).
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The topic for this week’s Top Ten Tuesdays is Things Getting in the Way of Reading.
I’m so glad this isn’t a Top 15—or even a Top 11—list. I’m not sure I could’ve come up with enough entries.
In the order of importance…

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The Irresponsible Reader more ironic than ray-ay-ain on your wedding day Yup. This is a big thing that gets in the way of reading. Writing posts, formatting posts (which takes far too much time), brainstorming posts, researching for posts (not that I do that much, as you well know), cross-posting, blog hopping, social media promotions, and other various preparations (graphics, coming up with questions)… |
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Social Media the Great Time-Sucks Doom scrolling, falling down Youtube holes, scrolling through Twitter, Facebook posts from friends/acquaintances/strangers I hope never to meet…it’s just far too easy to lose precious reading time to them. |
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Age/Sleep a.k.a. mortality As much as I hate to admit it, I’m inching toward the half-century mark, and am not as young as I used to be. Staying up to 2 in the morning with a good book isn’t something I can do 2-3 days a week. Maybe two times a month (but I pay for it the next day!). I can’t even make it past 11 sometimes. |
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TV/Movies (however, they do save me from eyestrain) After a long day of work (see below), I frequently don’t have the energy to open a book, and picking up the remote control to zone out for a bit is so much easier. Also, Jeopardy! makes me feel smart often enough to keep watching. As everyone has noted for the last few years, there’s too much good stuff being produced to keep up with it all, but I try. But when I can find the self-control to turn the idiot box off, my reading does go way up. |
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Work …but hey, how else can I buy books? That’s 8, count ’em, 8 hours a day that I cannot read. That’s a third of every day—what a pain! …but that’s at least 4 hours a day for audiobooks! |
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My Dogs loyal and furry distractions Most of the time, they’re great reading companions—snuggled up on my lap, curled up next to me, or laying at my feet, exuding calm and peaceful contentment while I indulge. But they can also be counted on for things like…needing to go outside in the middle of a pivotal/climactic scene. Wanting to play when I’m wanting to spend time with a book, or insisting that the hand holding the book be the one to provide the required scratches (there’s a reason I call our lab mix “an inconvenient pup”). What would I do without them? |
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Other People who make me put down my book to be places Family members, friends, acquaintances, my wife’s friends/acquaintances…people I don’t know half as well as I should like, and those I like less than half as well as they deserve. Their number seems to be increasing in the last couple of years, and I’m not sure what I’m going to do about that. |
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My Grandson and I don’t care if he does Okay, so far—other than the night I was waiting for news on his birth and couldn’t focus on anything—he hasn’t really damaged the reading so far. But he will, so he gets a spot on the list. He’ll actually probably move up to #2, but that’s just theoretical, so we’ll give the spot to his aunt and uncles. |
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My Kids who still take an open book in my hands as an invitation to talk Three sons, one daughter, and a daughter-in-law. I cannot tell you how many hours this group has stolen from my reading time in 2023 alone. Since 1998 when the first of them made their appearance? Countless more. Whether they need to talk about something important, something incredibly trivial, something I don’t care about (which can apply to either of the first two categories, I should add), want to do something, want some help, or just want to goof around. Their desires and my reading time frequently clash. While I have, and will continue, to grumble about it…I wouldn’t have it any other way and I hope they all continue interrupting and keeping me away from books for many years to come. (not that I’ll say that to them) |
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My Wife the love of my life There is no one I’d rather put a book down for. And no one who takes my grumbling about putting a book down better. She’s also the greatest enabler of my book-buying/hoarding habit, so I’m not complaining, I’m simply describing that she keeps me from reading. To be fair, I’m frequently the biggest hindrance to her reading as well—especially if I want to read her a great line from my current read or talk about an interesting/great/horrible point. So it evens out in the end. |
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