Mo Mowlam

Posted on 3 August 2005 by fromtheheartofeurope

I see Mo Mowlam is seriously ill. I’ve seen her several times over the last few years and she did not look in good shape, so this comes as little surprise…

August Books 3) Getting Things Done

Posted on 2 August 2005 by fromtheheartofeurope

3) Getting Things Done: How To Achieve Stress-Free Productivity, by David Allen

I rushed out and got this on a sudden whim last week, partly because I was disappointed with the last couple of self-help books I bought, partly because I spent several days last week clearing the decks before I went on holiday, mainly because I’d really like both less stress and more productivity. My self-image is of a laid-back kinda guy who doesn’t work particularly efficiently, and it sometimes comes as a shock to reaclise that some of my colleagues have precisely the opposite impression. It would be nice to bring the two perceptions into closer synchronisation with each other and with reality (whatever that is). Anyway, this was really preparatory reading to help me decide if this is the system I should start trying to implement in my own life. At first glance, it all seems to make sense, so I’ll try it when I get back later in the month, and report back here in due course.

August Books 2) The Prize in the Game

Posted on 2 August 2005 by fromtheheartofeurope

2) The Prize in the Game, by Jo Walton

This is the first of ‘s books I have read, and apparently I’m doing it in the wrong order – the received wisdom seems to be to read The King’s Peace and The King’s Name first, in publication order. But I have limited reading time and many books I want to get through, and one of the items on my agenda is to try and find books from my list of sf and fantasy set in Ireland that are actually worth reading.

My first reaction was faint irritation that I had managed to end up with yet another retelling of the Táin Bó Cuailnge with some names changed a lot (eg Cú Chulainn becomes Darag) and others changed only a little. (This was augmented by deep irritation with the writer of the blurb on the dust-jacket who appeared to have read a completely different book.) But of course that basically dispensed with my having to read it for the plot, and instead I was able to sit back and enjoy both the characterisation and the world-building.

And I must say I can’t think of a retelling of the Táin to match this in terms of believable characters. The fact that the story is mainly told from points of view with which we are not familiar from the standard versions made me think almost for the first time about the events of the legend as they might have appeared to the participants. The relatively minor liberties taken with the plot (and the fact that I hadn’t read the other two novels) meant that I was, slightly to my surprise, in some suspense about the fate of Ferdia, who of course in our standard version falls on the third day of single combat.

Once I had worked out why the Welshism (if that’s a word) “ap” had replaced the Irish “mac” and “nic” as a patronymic/matronymic, it all, within certain limits, became clear. The society portrayed is of course a pagan Celtic one where magic flourishes within certain limits. Women can be equal as warriors, lawyers and kings with men, and have full control of their own fertility. It almost becomes possible to read The Prize in the Game as the author’s concept of the “original” or “real” story of the Táin, before it was filtered by mainly male, Christian editors, rather in the same way that Tom Shippey argues Tolkien wrote his mythology to be the “original” version of which the surviving Anglo-Saxon and Norse myths are but a faint distorted echo (or perhaps a closer parallel is Marion Zimmer Bradley’s treatment of the Arthurian mythos in The Mists of Avalon, though I think Jo Walton is more imaginative with her material here). Reading the book on that basis, I really enjoyed it.

I still have a couple of gripes about geography – mainly that either the chariots go pretty damn fast or the island is very small! – typing these words as I do close to the frontiers of the old and now mostly forgotten kingdom of Oriel, in a village whose name is said by some to be derived from Bricriu of the Bitter Tongue. Many scholars say that Bricriu’s Feast took place over in Dundrum on the coast of County Down. We who have climbed up to the Water Hill Fort near Loughbrickland know better (see here but scroll down to “Water Hill Fort”).

August Books 1) Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

Posted on 2 August 2005 by fromtheheartofeurope

1) Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, by J.K.Rowling

I confess that I read enough of the reviews behind spoiler warnings that I knew what was going to happen, so I was really in it for the ride rather than the plot. And, while it took a while to get going (I see complaining that she has got half way through and not a lot has happened yet) I think this is the best of the series since Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. While the third book marked a turning point in exploring the back-story of Harry’s family and past, this one seemed to me to have some the first real development in terms of his friends and future (after what I felt was a bit of a false start in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix). And I was completely wrong about the identity of the Half-Blood Prince, who I had assumed right from the start must be Hagrid, since we knew he was a half-giant.

The one thing I found noteworthy which I haven’t seen others comment on is the nature of politics in the wizarding world – clearly Fudge and Scrimgeour are not appointed by Tony Blair, as I had assumned from the other books, but emerge through some other non-transparent process. The Ministry runs everything, but to whom is it accountable?

So, still much to play for in the final book. We’ve put childish things aside – Dumbledore, Hagrid to an extent – and now on for the big finish. Is Snape really evil, or is Dumbledore in a sense complicit in his own demise? (Indeed, will Dumbledore return, like that guy E.T., or Father Jack, or one or two other better known mythic figures?)

I still think the third book is the best, but I will read the seventh faithfully.