I got my hands on JMS's first "Making of Crusade" book
May. 14th, 2026 01:22 am( A few bits and pieces from the book below )

I try not to make my baseball posts complete gibberish for the 99.5% of you who don't understand what I'm talking about but some days I have to.
Today is one of those days, because I cannot possibly express how stunned I was, in this year of our Jacob Misiorowski 2026, to see the Minnesota Twins' Bailey Ober of all people throw not just a Maddux, which is pitching a whole game in less than a hundred pitches without giving up any runs, but he did it in less than ninety pitches.
Bailey Ober! He's pitching so slow that the Twins writer/podcaster I listen to has been doomy on him all season, because he was injured last year and his pitching is very slow now, which should make it a lot easier to hit.
Bailey Ober didn't throw a pitch over 89 miles an hour and he also won the game in 89 pitches!
If your fastest pitch is less than 90mph and you win the game in less than 90 pitches, surely we can call that an Ober now.
What I read
Finished Platform Decay
Read Jonathan Coe, Bournville (2022), which was a Kobo deal, and I have been vaguely interested in reading something by him since coming across his really rather good intro to that archetypal Sad Girl Novel, Dusty Answer. However, was rather meh and tempted at points to give up on this family saga from VE Day to Covid told as vignettes at various Memorable Dates in History of C20th Britain.
There was a certain amount of picking things up and reading a bit and thinking, no, at least, not now, if ever.
Re-read Sally Smith, A Case of Life and Limb (The Trials of Gabriel Ward, #2) (2025), as there is another one forthcoming shortly.
Kobo deals turned up a new Simon R Green, For Better or Murder (Holy Terrors Mystery #4), alas, this was pretty much phoning it in.
Muriel Spark, The Hothouse by the East River (1973), which is a very very weird novella, absurdist, grotesque, is it about something that happened when they were working for Secret Organisation with German POWs in War and is that why the unheimlich frisson (turns out, no).
After that I just wanted the perhaps too simple and predictable pleasures of Robert B Parker, Silent Night (Spenser #41.5) (2013, unfinished at his death, completed by his agent Helen Brann).
On the go
Persuasion, which I began somewhat behindhand of the daily chapter group read on bluesky.
Up next
Well, there's that new Literary Review, but apart from that.
Am being irked by certain writers whose new ebooks are pretty 2x or more what they used to be. (I might have gone for this I suppose had I not been a bit underwhelmed by some recent offerings.)

