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So, what are you reading?

I'm finished with Sayers' Whose Body. Lord Whimsey was great, and it had enough intensity at times to grab my interest. I feel like the confrontation was a missed opportunity, given the convergence of themes which was implicit in the scene. A good read nevertheless.

Picking up Churchill's Savrola, because it has occurred to me that I've read more Hitler and Stalin than Churchill.

Finished my Worm reread. Incredibly good. Now I'm on The Story of Philosophy by Durant.

Story of Civilization I loved growing up. It was one of my first ‘broad sweep’ reads of history. The way him and Ariel wrote is so superficial without sacrificing depth, that type of literary style I have a great affinity for, and I actually re-read The Lessons of History maybe little more than half a year ago. Their work is now being made into audio format and might have finally completed. I bought the audio CD of Our Oriental Heritage 5 years ago(?) or so.

That's awesome! Yeah I wanted to read this one as a sort of tester, if I really like it I'll move on to the big one.

I've heard that Worm is obscenely long. How long did it take you to read, roughly?

a week and a half to two weeks for me. It ate up pretty much all my free time over that span, though.

Took me about a week and a half. It's only 7.7k pages, about the size of a reasonably dense epic fantasy series. Not crazy at all, and imo there is actually quite little filler. If anything the ending arcs go by TOO fast and there's too much action packed in them!!

Then again I'm a pretty obsessive reader and this stint especially was pretty intense. Would prolly take me a few weeks in a more 'normal' time frame.

I've heard that Worm is obscenely long.

To be a bit more specific, the word count is 1.7 million.

You replied to the wrong comment.

It's that kind of morning.

I’m halfway through A Fire Upon The Deep but recently I had an urge to re-read Rendezvous With Rama but no longer have an on-hand copy of it. I’ll probably just go Kindle on my phone.

… it has occurred to me that I've read more Hitler and Stalin than Churchill.

Haven’t we all. Lol. Have you read any of Steve Kotkin’s volumes on Stalin? I read Paradoxes of Power a few years back and really liked it, and his writing style. I enjoyed it more than Court of the Red Tsar by Montifiore.

Finishing up Chuck Klosterman's Football, which isn't so much a book about football as a series of essays about the phenomenon of American football as it exists in 2026. Most of these are at least somewhat controversial: The fact that the game only has eleven minutes of action counterintuitively is what makes it ideal for television, that Jim Thorpe is actually the greatest player of all time, a brief diversion on how the US customary system is superior to metric. The assertion that received the most press during the book tour was that football as the country's most popular sport would end sometime within the next fifty years, and nobody would notice or care.

I've often said that I generally don't like books written by journalists, but Klosterman is an exception, mainly because he knows how to write a book that doesn't come across as a magazine article. His worst books are the anthologies that include a combination of new and previously released material, and it's always clear what the new material is, because he's writing about theoretical concepts that wouldn't make sense in most magazines.

The best book about football is The League, which is also by a journalist but reads as if it were written by a historian. While Football is ultimately too lightweight to reach that height, they share the one singular virtue that all great nonfiction writing has—the ability to interest the reader in a subject they didn't expect to find interesting. I've read a ton of books about hockey and they were all obviously written for someone who was already into hockey . Klosterman is primarily known as a music writer who almost apologized every time he writes about sports, so while I'm obviously already inclined to read a book about football, it's clear that he's aiming for a broader audience, as one of the book's themes is that football is so pervasive in American culture that nobody can avoid its influence, as even not liking it says something about who you are. The main reason The League is better is because its subject, the machinations of NFL ownership in the 1970s and 1980s, is so esoteric that most football fans probably aren't interested in 800 pages on it, but the story he tells is so intriguing that it obviously doesn't matter if anyone was predisposed to read the book.

The only other football book I would say is better is Pat Kirwan's Keep Your Eye Off the Ball, which is an in-depth look at how the game is actually played. Unlike the other two books, the only person who could live it is someone who is so into the game that they want to learn all the esoteric stuff that allows one to watch the game not like a fan but like a coach (the second edition was spiral bound and contained extra margin space for notes, a feature included by popular request). It has the position it does because the only conclusion one can draw after reading it is that 95% of fans and sports journalists simply do not know what they're talking about. It's the kind of thing you can't unsee and completely changes your relationship with the sport. It's no surprise that Kirwan's radio show is one of the few I can enjoy listening to.

most popular sport would end sometime within the next fifty years, and nobody would notice or care.

I think most of our sports will eventually go that way. Football has the disadvantage of being expensive to play, expensive to attend, and thus really only works as a TV show. Add in that there are more commercials than playing time and that really nothing much matters between the 35-40 yard lines of the respective teams, and you have a problem.

Baseball will probably go first, as much as I like the sport. The games are too long for TV and Internet, especially when you have innings of play where nobody does anything. When you need to put a guy on base to shorten the game in extra innings, you have a problem, namely that your game is long enough and boring enough that overtime is a problem for you.

While Football is ultimately too lightweight to reach that height, they share the one singular virtue that all great nonfiction writing has—the ability to interest the reader in a subject they didn't expect to find interesting.

I felt just this way about Mark Bowden's Bringing the Heat, speaking of football.

Do you have an opinion on John McPhee? Levels of the Game did this for tennis. On the other hand, I’d say it still has magazine-voice. His geology books didn’t come across that way at all, though.

I've read a ton of books about hockey and they were all obviously written for someone who was already into hockey.

Bit of a digression on this point but your opinion on Klosterman is exactly why I love Isaac Asimov’s non-fiction so much; even more than his science fiction. He managed to turn my interest to topics other people always kept it away from. Hockey is actually where I got my handle. When I was a kid I hated physical sports. I was very good at playing it, I just never had an interest in it. Not out of an intrinsic dislike but was never properly acquainted with it by someone who could relate it to me, and it wasn’t until I was a teenager when that began to change and I’d play sports outside frequently with family, friends and neighbor kids across the street.

Anyway, one day we went to play Basketball on the black top at a church very close to where I lived. When we got there there were a bunch of kids playing street hockey. They asked if we wanted to play (we never tried it before), but we agreed. I played goaltender (and was pretty good). One of the kids randomly remarked at one point, “You play like Tretiak.” I had no idea what he was talking about and he asked if I ever watched the Disney movie Miracle (the one where the US hockey team defeated the Soviets) and I said no. Later we watched it and he goes, “You play really good defense like that guy (Vladislav Tretiak).” And among my friends and neighborhood kids, it stuck ever since. To this day, they will still call me “Tre,” or “Tret” when they see me. There’s only one single person I’ve ever met in my entire life who when he heard what others called me he looked at me and said “Hockey?” I had one of the biggest grins when he said that. He knew the reference.

I have a horrible habit of reading a book 2/3rd of the way through and then setting it off to the side to read another, but I finally got around to finishing Laurence Gonzales's 'Deep Survival'(recommended to me by a fanfic, of all things).

It's certainly an easy read, and informative, with a wide plethora of examples. I do find it interesting that amoung the 'ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure' advice to stay out a situation where you need to survive can basically be boiled down to 1) Always assume ignorance, 2) Trust your gut, and 3) don't give in to peer pressure/mob rule.

I do recommend it, if people are curious about such things.

Dead World: Convergence book 6 by Craig Alanson. Other than being thoroughly annoyed by the, bad habit he's picked up of, placing out of place commas, in his sentence structure and much of his dialogue, I'm enjoying it thus far.

I enjoyed it. However in the audiobook RC Bray did the Duke voice for Mr Boots a couple of times, which was a bit annoying.

Alanson is a great story teller, he's especially good with the fun and witty banter between the main character and the foil of the moment, but his twists and turns can be great as well. My older brother actually introduced him to me because I had talked about how I was reading a lot of military themed sci-fi, enough that Columbus Day sounded like a dozen other novels I had read and I wasn't really that into reading yet another one, but I eventually got around to it, and whoa did that ever go six different kinds of sideways fast, and I've been enjoying the ride ever since!

What else have you enjoyed? I'm always working on adding to my backlog.

Good question! With my usual caveat that my bar for decent reads is not very high, the answer for the past couple of years, at least, has been way too much LitRPG, though urban fantasy (when done right) is a perennial favorite, as is old-school sci-fi and fantasy in general. If you're looking for a specific genre, I can talk more specifically about what I've been reading in those departments, but without knowing any more detail, recent reads that I've enjoyed would be the Unbound series by Nicoli Gonnella (LitRPG), the Noobtown series by Ryan Rimmel (humor/LitRPG), The Assembly series by Steve McHugh (Urban Fantasy/Vampires), the Book of the Dead series by RinoZ (LitRPG/necromancer), absolutely everything by Nathan Lowell (all Slice-of-Life/Setting Things Right, mostly merchant marines in space), the He Who Fights With Monsters series by Shirtaloon (LitRPG), The Hollows series by Kim Harrison (Urban Fantasy), and of course, my only must-read author, The Dresden Files by Jim Butcher, which is also urban fantasy.

Started reading Artemis by Andy Weir, also known for the Martian. I'm about 60% through, and I like it quite well so far. The Sci-Fi seems pretty hard so far - all of the technology and systems seem reasonable by current-day or near-future tech and physics. If anything is a bit implausible, it's the politics - a Moon colony formed by a space industry based out of Kenya, just based on the government deciding to let rocket companies do what they feel like with minimal taxes and regulations? And becoming sufficiently populous to resemble a real city with hardly any real government at all? Seems like a bit much of a Libertarian pipe-dream to me. The story is engaging and keeps me wanting to read more though. It does lean a bit hard on the trope of desperately poor but plucky young girl saves the world through daring and determination, but I'll allow it. I might have more to say when I finish it, but I doubt it - Weir's books so far seem to be more about telling a pretty good if somewhat predictable story with some Sci-Fi elements, not so much surprising plot twists and daring societal commentary.

If anything is a bit implausible, it's the politics - a Moon colony formed by a space industry based out of Kenya, just based on the government deciding to let rocket companies do what they feel like with minimal taxes and regulations? And becoming sufficiently populous to resemble a real city with hardly any real government at all? Seems like a bit much of a Libertarian pipe-dream to me.

Have you read The Moon is a Harsh Mistress by Heinlein? Similar libertarian themes.

Yeah, I've read it, it's been a while though.

Personally, I think the first space colony is likely to be a stiflingly regulated affair populated only by people the supporting state considers to be scrupulously rule-following good boys and girls. Maybe possibly the tenth might be a little more frontier-like.

I haven't red a ton of Heinlein, but I got the impression that the politics of his books vary widely over a bunch of axes. Like he's trying to explore or feel out a variety of viewpoints rather than jamming any one particular one down everyone's throat.

He was a Libertarian Socialist himself. Save for his political explorations in Starship Troopers.

I’ve read, possibly on the old SSC comments, an argument that Heinlein covered a ridiculous diversity of societies. No pun intended. Troopers wasn’t the exception so much as another instance of his speculative style. Unfortunately, I’m not familiar enough with his work to give a full inventory. Friday was pretty lib-soc.

Yeah, I really liked most of his work as a kid and not surprisingly was receptive to libertarianism when I came across it more formally later in life. Looking back, he did seem to consider space as a new frontier where freedom was maximised.

On Monday evening I finished The Matriarch. Not the sort of thing I'd usually read, and the narrative was a bit digressive and all over the place, but I found it engaging enough to read it to the end. Interesting, 7/10. Curiously, my edition states it was first published in the fifties, but it's primarily set in the first two decades of the twentieth century. Given that it's a family drama following several generations of European Jews, I interpreted it in a wistful light, with the author looking back from a post-WWII perspective on a more optimistic era in which Jewish integration among European Gentiles seemed a live possibility. But consulting the author's Wikipedia page, it seems it was actually published in the mid-twenties, and that made me sad: it was written by a woman who had no idea how bad things were going to get for Jews.

The same day, my copy of INCEL by Arx-Han arrived in the post. It was unusually warm and sunny on Monday, so after work I spent a few hours sitting in the park reading. By Wednesday evening I'd finished the book, and I have thoughts.

I first encountered Arx-Han when I stumbled across his Substack, specifically an article called "The problem with modern fiction is that most writers lack artistic courage". In the article, he argued that the current generation of Anglophone novelists are cowardly, systematically refusing to articulate uncomfortable truths that might land them in hot water on social media. Specifically, he took Tony Tulathimutte to task for pulling his punches throughout his second book, Rejection. I was under the impression he was setting himself up in opposition to Tulathimutte: "unlike Tony, I'm telling it like it is, saying the things the establishment doesn't want to hear, so much so that I had to go the self-publishing route because no traditional publisher can handle the truth!" This unavoidably coloured my expectations of INCEL going into it. Reading the post again, I'm surprised to find that I'd remembered it incorrectly, and he openly cops to being even more of a coward than Tulathimutte.

And he's right. If INCEL was meant to be a more daring and honest take on similar subject matter as that tackled by Tulathimutte, it must be judged a failure.

Tulathimutte's "The Feminist" was a brave story, presenting an incel character as sympathetic, three-dimensional and capable of articulating his worldview in detail. The most daring thing about it was how viciously and relentlessly it skewered the stock piece of advice inevitably offered to sexually frustrated men by feminist women: "if you can't get laid, it means you don't Respecc Wimmen enough". Sure, Tulathimutte lost his nerve at the end by having his protagonist jump off the slippery slope, but up until that point you'd be hard pressed to find a better example this century of a fiction writer arguing that some sexually frustrated men really do have legitimate grievances and aren't just entitled manchildren. Braver still was Tony writing the story in such a way that it could easily be taken as (semi-)autobiographical, with its unnamed, bookish protagonist who's implied to be a Thai-American (so of course when it came time to republish the story as part of Rejection, Tony lost his nerve and retconned the character into being a white guy named Craig). But in its original incarnation, "The Feminist" was genuinely daring.

(See also Will, one of the four protagonists of Tulathimutte's debut Private Citizens who is Thai-American and a perverted pornsick loser, and probably the least sympathetic of the four. Again, that takes a certain amount of guts.)

Now compare the unnamed protagonist of INCEL. Unlike Arx-Han, he's a white American, and in his internal monologues constantly rants about his superior genetic heritage relative to people of other ethnic backgrounds. Very little attempt is made to make him seem like a real person, and he's more of a one-dimensional caricature. Essentially no effort is made to make the reader sympathise with him: per the laboured, obligatory allusions to Fight Club and American Psycho, we know from the outset we are reading a novel from the perspective of a fundamentally unlikeable character. (Aside from Tulathimutte's oeuvre, the work it most reminded me of was, for some reason, the Maniac remake starring Elijah Wood.) The novel's ostensible premise ("if I can't get laid by my 23rd birthday, I'm going to commit suicide by cop PoC: locate the biggest black guy I can find, and call him The Gamer Word until he beats me to death") is underdeveloped to the point of feeling like anti-woke clickbait: if Arx-Han had included a countdown at the beginning of each chapter, the device might have had more impact. I can only assume he included this device to lend a sense of narrative momentum to what would otherwise have consisted of a series of largely self-contained vignettes. At no point in the novel did I seriously believe it was going to end with the protagonist's death, and sure enough, the ending is so meek and milquetoast that I felt cheated. The protagonist gets called out on his bullshit by his sister, the sole voice of reason in his life. By treating her as a person and not just a number on a scale from 1-10 who can be manipulated with a flowchart of responses, he finally succeeds in fucking a hot white girl, even if he blows his load too soon. He realises sex isn't all it's cracked up to be and losing his virginity won't magically solve all of his problems. He learns that women aren't all whores, and even attractive women face serious obstacles in their lives. Early on, the protagonist's attempts to approach women consist of him recycling dialogue from (in his opinion) trite romcoms like (500) Days of Summer, but his own character development arc is so pat and conventional that it wouldn't take a lot of tweaking for it to feel entirely at home in a film of that ilk. As Christopher Orr might put it, this novel doesn't even have the conviction of its own malice.

I don't know what Arx-Han would consider a brave and daring artistic statement, but I have a hard time imagining it would amount to "incels are a bunch of privileged, entitled white manbabies who can't get laid because of their reactionary politics and because they think of women as sex objects rather than people. The solution to their problems is to stop being racist and Be More Empathetic". No one in the West would get in trouble for claiming as much. The reason Arx-Han self-published INCEL isn't because it was too daring and subversive for a traditional publisher to touch: this is the work of an aspiring provocateur. Even leaving aside its punch-pulling, this compulsively readable and not particularly long book (less than 300 pages in the edition I read) is crying out for an editor. One chapter of cringe comedy wherein the protagonist cold approaches a girl in public and makes a fool of himself is plenty; by my count, there are at least four. One might have thought such a devotee of Chuck Palahniuk would have internalised the value of economy.

I dunno. I expected more. Even when Arx-Han admitted to being less brave than Tulathimutte, I thought maybe he was being self-deprecating, or holding himself to an unreasonably high standard ("I was brave, but not brave enough"). But he was right on the money: he's less brave than Tulathimutte, less willing to step on progressive pieties, and not as funny, and less concise, and his characters aren't as believable. The poor man's Tulathimutte, alas.

Started on the third book in the Neapolitan quartet.

Personally, I still think INCEL felt more "real" than The Feminist, just because The Incel is using real arguments you see on the internet, whereas The Feminist hides it under cutesy satire ("narrow shoulders"), and even though the ending isn't satisfying, it's both true and also within the very same incel discourse the book is dealing with (whereas The Feminist is, as the title would suggest, much less about actual incels and much more an intra-feminism argument). ARX-HAN's cowardice is in wrapping things up with a neat bow, but he did tie a neat bow.

What I thought was the weakest part of INCEL is that the protagonist is the least interesting part of the book. He's basically just there narrating what more interesting characters are doing. Felt pretty clear to me that ARX-HAN wanted to write a book about the guy's jacked misanthropic Korean friend and some of the other cast members, but hung it all on the protagonist because that gave it a consistent voice/theme/etc.

Even if you’re cribbing notes off the Internet forums that incels use, you still need to craft a character that is more than just a collection of ripped quotes.

Writing personal growth and change is a big challenge for a lot of modern indie authors. Some of them, like ARX-HAN and Jordan Castro, just... don't really do it. Others try too hard, like Madeline Cash's Earth Angel (her short stories are very good). I was impressed by Juan Ecchi's Dryback and Justin Lee's A Prisoner's Cinema, in that respect, and you can also 100% write stories that don't need it, like Andrew Edwards' Crowbar, if what the characters are doing is interesting enough. Probably the hardest thing to pull off is DFW's "the hero of non-action"; I think the only book in this category I've seen do that really well is John King Spezio's Something of the Springtime.

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