1. The latest Madeleine L'Engle reread, about Many Waters, is up at Tor.com. Bonus! No inappropriate sex, homophobia or racism issues in this post or the comments. Yet.

2. Speaking of this sort of thing and Tor.com, since I know none of you are popping back to look at my old posts, I thought I'd alert you to a comment left by a publisher on my post about The Silver Princess in Oz, to let me know that they are reprinting Silver Princess with the racist content removed.

I haven't taken a look at this revised Silver Princess, although it's available in ebook format for the Nook and iPad, largely because my ongoing response to Silver Princess is that I never need to read it again. I am also dubious about the value of changing texts: true, I hated, but hated, the ending of Silver Princess and I wish it had never been written, but I do think there's some value in remembering that publishers once found it completely acceptable to print stuff like that.

But that disclaimer aside, there's another bit, the bit of me that loves Oz and loves the way that 38 of the 40 Oz books welcomed and accepted everyone, no matter how different or strange, that wants other Oz readers to be able to experience that warm welcome in every Oz book, including this one. So part of me welcomes this change.

3. In completely unrelated news, I have just discovered that the only two things I planned to do in March -- The Arnold Palmer Invitational, which I have tickets for (birthday gift), and the International Conference for the Fantastic in the Arts, which I've already signed up for, are taking place on the same days. Grr.

I'm not really sure how I'm going to be working this out. My initial thought of going to the Arnold Palmer on Sunday probably won't work since I've promised to meet with an old college friend on Sunday, who last I heard wasn't a golf fan, and since I want to give the extra ticket to my brother. More probably, I'll see if I can work something out with him where we go to the Invite on either Wednesday or Thursday (preferably Thursday) during the day, I collapse for a bit, and then show up at IAFA in the evening. I'll check and see when registration is open.

4. Finally, apologies for the lack of blog posts recently; I have been unbelievably exhausted. Which is one worry about the combined IAFA/Arnold Palmer thing.
The latest Oz post (yep, back to finishing up more Oz posts before I move on to a new subject, probably by January) is up at Tor.com, this one about The Enchanted Island of Oz.
And the next Oz post - and the last of the Ruth Plumly Thompson books - is up at Tor.com, discussing the terribly and improbably named Ozoplanning with the Wizard of Oz.

Next on the agenda: the John Neill books, where ALL SENSE IS LOST.
Today's Oz post is about The Silver Princess in Oz, the book that left me depressed, and almost put me off this project entirely.

With that said, if you read no other of my Oz posts from here on out, read this one - and the one about Merry-Go-Round in Oz, coming up last.

I can also assure you that the posts will get merrier from here. Much more so.
Oz blogging continues over at Tor.com with Handy Mandy in Oz, Ruth Plumly Thompson's novel about a girl with seven arms. It was less disturbing than I expected it to be, and of interest to people interested in disability narratives.
Oz blogging continues up at Tor.com, as I discuss Captain Salt in Oz - a book I have a hard time calling an "Oz" book, since, well, it's not actually set in Oz. But it's considered one of the canonical Famous Forty, so, there we go.

Meanwhile, the marine biologists at Arkham University have a small announcement to make.

I've been asked if I have a plot for this series, and the answer is, although I didn't when I first started out, yes, yes, I do have a general plot in mind now, admittedly one subject to change. (For instance, an upcoming episode will probably mention the ongoing BP oil disaster, and if extensive amounts of oil enter the Gulf Stream, as opposed to where the oil is mostly swirling now as it slowly drifts towards the Florida Keys, that may become a minor plot point as well.) What I don't have is any sense of how long it will last (or, for that matter, how long the editors will tolerate it). That, like many of the activities of the Great Old Ones, must remain a mystery.
The Oz blogging continues, with an Oz book featuring....taxation and Cthulhu? I actually really loved much of this book but I have to admit I was not expecting the Great Old Ones to enter Oz. Then again, with all of the problems Oz and the Emerald City has had with lesser evils, I expect they decided to just go ahead and embrace the greater one.

Whoops! Edited to add link.
The latest of the Oz posts up at Tor.com. This time, about a much better book, making the post far more enjoyable to write.
I admit it; one of the reasons I headed out to the movies with my parents today (Oceans, narrated by Pierce Brosman, separate blog post) was because I knew this post was coming up.


I've spent some time trying to sum up what I feel here, and I realize I said most of it already in the post. Go. Read.

And let me assure you, the Oz books by other authors are still and most definitely worth reading.
Oz blogging continues as I chatter about The Purple Prince of Oz, one of the fluffiest of the Oz novels, up at Tor.com.

Two related notes: One, if you missed the news, Tor.com was one of the 2010 Locus Awards Finalists, which, alas, I can't take any credit for, but is still pretty cool. Two, apparently as a special gift to ME, the latest issue of Goblin Fruit has an actual Oz poem by the fabulous Jamie Lee Moyer (better known around LJ parts as [personal profile] stillnotbored). The rest of the issue is also, as always, well worth checking out.
YAY! WE FINALLY REACHED THE PIRATES in the ongoing Oz blogging!

My opinion of Ruth Plumly Thompson has been rather scarred by this entire Oz blogging experience - there's some, um, unfortunate books coming up - but this one did live up to my childhood memories. Plus, PIRATES. Yo ho ho and a bottle of Oz! Or something.

And, mateys, if you start off on the regular Tor.com ye'll be able to see a little rhyme that I used for the cut tag.

Did I mention, pirates?
I chatter about The Yellow Knight of Oz. I must say, this book came as quite a relief: I was beginning to feel that my childhood memories of enjoying Ruth Plumly Thompson's books were products of my imagination.
Whoops! I missed this yesterday, what with missing a lot of things yesterday, but Tor.com went ahead and posted Jack Pumpkinhead of Oz yesterday, to keep all of you from believing that my unbelievable description of the Ozma fail in this book (it's so bad, even the villain is shocked at Ozma's incompetence) wasn't an April Fool's Day joke.

This is one of the two Ruth Plumly Thompson books to deal with disability issues. Although I have some severe problems with some of Thompson's racist views that popped up in The Royal Book of Oz and will be popping up later, I have to give her due credit here for being considerably better on disability issues.
The latest Oz post, about The Giant Horse of Oz, now up. The last of the "meh" books - from here on out, most of the books are either considerably better, considerably more disturbing, just whacked or two of the three.

On an not entirely unrelated note, Tor.com also directed me to Never Seen Lost, a hilarious recapping of Season Six by someone who has never seen the show before, proving that the first five minutes of this season were even more confusing for new viewers than for long term viewers. The blog is chockful of spoilers for every episode of season six so far and charmingly completely lost and confused about seasons one through five. Aren't we all. Aren't we all.
Various and sundry items of the day:

1. The latest Oz post, about The Gnome King of Oz, up here. Just a couple more weeks before we get to the really good, or really intriguing, or both, Thompson Oz books.

2. And Shadows on the Reef finally continues here.

3. And the in not-about-me and stuff-I-should-have noticed-years-ago categories: Batman and Robin part I and Batman and Robin part II. Read all the way through.

No, this post has no consistent theme. Have you learned nothing of my methods by now?
The latest of the Oz posts up at Tor.com.

Incidentally, we have only a couple more eh to good books to go before we start getting into the best of Ruth Plumly Thompson's books and some of the really good stuff.
New Oz post up here. Frankly, this was one of the enjoyable but not that memorable books, which kinda sums up the blog post as well. Next week (hopefully) we dive into the considerably meatier stuff, as I have quite a lot to say about a few of the upcoming books, notably the ones with sexism, pirates, and gay, gay, oooooh so gay people. These are not in the same book.
And the Oz posts continue with Grampa in Oz. Also, board games.
I know clowns get a lot of hate these days. But someplace in my storage boxes, I have a little paper mache clown, made, I believe, in Mexico. I cannot remember when I first got it, although if I'm right about Mexico, it must have been when I was about two or three. The little clown was certainly around when I entered kindergarten, and when we moved to Italy and when we returned. I loved that clown. I made up horrifically bad stories about him and made sure I could see him when I went to sleep and when I woke up. It's why I still keep the clown.

I suspect it helped inspire the first poem I ever wrote, a poem I struggled with for days that ended up going something like this: "Clown fell down. Down down clown. Poor clown." (My memory is probably improving the poem considerably. But, you know, I was in first grade at the time, and "clown" is difficult to rhyme when you're in first grade.) I loved other clowns as well. Big clowns. Little clowns. Clowns with balloon animals and clowns with juggling balls and clowns in cars and – Yeah. Clowns. I still love clowns.

With all that said, I really hate this clown. (I see I was so annoyed that I even messed up the tags on the post. Oh well. I'm considerably calmer about the next books.)
New Oz post up at Tor.com. I thought I had nothing to say about this particular book - it's not terrible, but it's definitely not one of Thompson's better or more memorable books, but apparently I did have something to say.

Next week: I get mad at a clown.

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