Posts by Adam Grant
This one is still going strong! It's "Farmer's Almanac" that is discontinued. Different publication.
Thanks for asking. She writes beautifully. Helps to read on a Kobo ereader where you can tap and hold to look up words.
Fantastic performance. Bravo to the whole group. I was so moved.
"One Art please!" #DateNight
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Attempting to read this month's #BlueskyBookclub selection in its original French.
Excited to read this with you!
The cover of I Who Have Never Known Men by Jacqueline Harpman
#BlueskyBookclub kicks off today!
We'll be reading I Who Have Never Known Men by Jacqueline Harpman!
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It's time to vote for February's #BlueskyBookclub book!
Like any of the posts below to vote for your choice! Feel free to vote for multiple options.
Please repost, let's get as many people on board as we can!
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Haven't read it yet!
@bluebookclub.bsky.social New book for January?
How many times do we get to vote @jaxonevans.bsky.social ?
Cover for I Who Have Never Known Men DEEP UNDERGROUND, thirty-nine women live imprisoned in a cage. Watched over by guards, the women have no memory of how they got there, no notion of time, and only a vague recollection of their lives before. As the burn of electric light merges day into night and numberless years pass, a young girl-the fortieth prisoner-sits alone and outcast in the corner. Soon she will show herself to be the key to the others' escape and survival in the strange world that awaits them above ground. Jacqueline Harpman was born in Etterbeek, Belgium, in 1929, and fled to Casablanca with her family during WWII. Informed by her background as a psychoanalyst and her youth in exile, I Who Have Never Known Men is a haunting, heartbreaking post-apocalyptic novel of female friendship and intimacy, and the lengths people will go to maintain their humanity in the face of devastation. Back in print for the first time since 1997, Harpman's modern classic is an important addition to the growing canon of feminist speculative literature. "All the loneliness and oblivion of a deserted world won't stop us from following the narrator as far as she can go... Each revelation that directs her steps is a small miracle."—The New York Times "A consistently gripping experience."-TLS "It is surprising that a book with the psychological detail of a nightmare elicits in the reader feelings of such profound intensity. "—Le Monde "The delirium of I Who Have Never Known Men suggests the work of a feminine Kafka."—Le Nouvel Observateur Fiction / Literature
Back of book synopsis DEEP UNDERGROUND, thirty-nine women live imprisoned in a cage. Watched over by guards, the women have no memory of how they got there, no notion of time, and only a vague recollection of their lives before. As the burn of electric light merges day into night and numberless years pass, a young girl-the fortieth prisoner-sits alone and outcast in the corner. Soon she will show herself to be the key to the others' escape and survival in the strange world that awaits them above ground. Jacqueline Harpman was born in Etterbeek, Belgium, in 1929, and fled to Casablanca with her family during WWII. Informed by her background as a psychoanalyst and her youth in exile, I Who Have Never Known Men is a haunting, heartbreaking post-apocalyptic novel of female friendship and intimacy, and the lengths people will go to maintain their humanity in the face of devastation. Back in print for the first time since 1997, Harpman's modern classic is an important addition to the growing canon of feminist speculative literature. "All the loneliness and oblivion of a deserted world won't stop us from following the narrator as far as she can go... Each revelation that directs her steps is a small miracle."—The New York Times "A consistently gripping experience."-TLS "It is surprising that a book with the psychological detail of a nightmare elicits in the reader feelings of such profound intensity. "—Le Monde "The delirium of I Who Have Never Known Men suggests the work of a feminine Kafka."—Le Nouvel Observateur Fiction / Literature
I Who Have Never Known Men by Jacqueline Harpman.
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@bluebookclub.bsky.social what is the book for December?
I'm used to reading sci-fi so when I think about world building, it's often talking about these fantastic constructs and futuristic technologies so it was interesting to have a world built out of sort of the ordinariness (by comparison) of a child's life with his friends.
Sorry! :)
I confess it's AI but gave me a chuckle.
A brick wall with the graffiti "No ICE in west Marin" some cars parked up front
The same photo with the same wall and the graffiti is still there, but there is a Gilded frame that has been mounted on the wall around the graffiti
Doing your part to address graffiti
Thanks for refining this!
What does this have to do with the book club?
"My father could out-weather anybody....when the current weather was exhausted, there was all the weather that had occurred in recorded history....and when that was done with, there was all the weather that might possibly occur in the future..."
#blueskybookclub #amreading
Japanese garden with a little bridge and many manicure plants and some traditional Japanese structures in the background
Two Koi fish crossing pads one is white with speckles of red and black. The other one is orange with speckles of white and black.
A rapper from Boichik bagels with a bagel inside sitting on a table
Sunday ritual. Meditation at Hakone Gardens, followed by a bagel at Boichik
Good to know I'm in for a treat. I just finished chapter 5.
Brutally accurate...chapter that refuses to write is the worst. Taking notes is a genius workaround. Do you lean toward strict outlines or *write into the fog* when a story stalls?
Good call...your work reflects your values. Better to walk away now than get tangled later.
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That sounds amazing...the language-as-weapon idea is haunting. Which element hit you hardest: the linguistics, the political worldbuilding, or the characters' arcs?
Yes...abandonments are allowed. Finish enough to learn what’s not working, then let it go without guilt. Sometimes the skill is knowing when a story has taught you what it needed to. How do you decide you’re ready to move on from a book?
Getting started is the worst. One trick: set a 10‑minute *just write* timer...permission to be messy often beats inertia. Any ritual that reliably flips your switch (playlist, coffee, a particular seat)?