The Poe Shadow by Matthew Pearl

Edgar Allan Poe died under very mysterious circumstances. He was dazed and confused, calling for somebody who has never been identified and not in the place he was supposed to be. As it was so long ago, we may never know the truth. However, Matthew Pearl has done some extensive research using various documents and pieces of evidence from the time and has come to his own original conclusion. He has also brought together the other leading theories on the matter.

You might expect theories about Poe’s death to form a fairly interesting non-fiction book – and they probably would. However, The Poe Shadow tells the fictional story of a lawyer named Quentin Hobson Clark who had been a big Poe fan and who had had lots of written correspondence with him. Upon his death (and heavy criticism in the newspapers) Quentin is determined to solve the mystery of his death so that misinformation can stop being spread about his favourite author. In order to help solve this mystery, he decided to locate the real life version of Poe’s famous detective character, C. Auguste Dupin. What ensues is a very interesting story with many unexpected twists and turns.

Matthew Pearl has used this book to very sincerely put forward his own theories about Poe’s death. They seem very legitimate and they alone are worth reading this book for. He’s also used this book to tell a really good story. I found the main character, Quentin, quite endearing as he always seems to be mentally a few steps behind everybody else in the story. He’s a very naive man and he never really does anything bad out of malice and I think he’s the kind of person a lot of people will like. The whole story is told from his perspective and it’s nice to see the relationships he has with the different people in his life.

But, for me, the real appeal was Dupin (or, Duponte as he is known in this book.)  If you’ve not read the original stories you should (I have reviewed them) as I think they add an interesting dimension to the novel. Duponte is very much like the Dupin of the original stories, except with an added element of humanity which fleshed him out and made him even more interesting to me. It’s also interesting to see the character used to solve a real life mystery, as it reminds me a lot of how he was used in “The Mystery of Marie Rogêt.” The character’s relationship to the original stories is also nice (it’s not just a case of those stories being real) and is taken in some very exciting and unexpected directions.

Overall, this book does four things that I love. It creates an entirely new character in the form of Quentin and lets us explore his life and his relationships. It reinvents the character of Dupin and lets us get a really interesting new perspective on him. It creates its own mystery which ties in to French politics of the 19th century, which is rather intriguing. And finally (and most significantly) it tries to answer some questions about the death of Edgar Allan Poe, without losing sight of the fact that his death was a tragedy like any other and not a simple point of academic interest. There’s some genuine emotion in this book which helps to hold together a compelling and exciting mystery novel. It’s only flaw, in my eyes, is that it is a little too long.

Rating: 8.1/10

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Twenty-Six People, Twenty-Six Memories

So far, I would say that I have made twenty-six really solid friends. These are people who I have and would still call my best friends. For 99% of them, seeing them again is just a case of continuing where we left off. For each and every one of them, I have a memory which carries a strong emotional weight. These are memories which will stick with me forever and they’re all attached to people I’ll always care deeply for. Here are some of the most intimate moments I’ve shared with people in my life so far;

  1. Having my friend message others that they perceived had let me down and tell them that they needed to work harder for my friendship.
  2. Having my friend spring to my defense the moment somebody else started to ask inappropriate questions which could cause me anxiety.
  3. Having a heart to heart talk about the difficulties faced by sexual minorities over a drink in a pub.
  4. Having a friend who seemed to understand me so easily and who always makes time when asked to this day.
  5. Sharing phone calls even when we saw each other in person, just to get the chance to chat some more.
  6. Reminiscing on years of friendship over a lovely one on one dinner.
  7. Being told that I was one of very few friends who my friend thought that they could truly trust.
  8. Having my friend check up on me in some capacity every single day to make sure I was okay following the death of a family member.
  9. Visiting a friend, sleeping over, watching films and chatting late my friend into the night.
  10. Having my friend moved to tears because there are “good people [like me] in the world.”
  11. Spending a weekend traveling to and  exploring London together.
  12. Sharing a deep discussion about life and our feelings while wandering down a silent country road at 4am.
  13. Visiting my friend almost every single evening, to have long talks about all manner of subjects for hours until it got late.
  14. Having my friend stand up for me and defend me from people trying to push me to drink alcohol.
  15. Sharing a giggly and tipsy night wandering the streets of Bath together.
  16. Visiting a wonderfully Christmassy place and being told that my positivity always makes things more enjoyable for them.
  17. Walking hand in hand through the woods and sharing a deep conversation about our significance to one another.
  18. Sharing a special Christmassy day together – exchanging presents by a crackling fire and taking a stroll through the countryside.
  19. Visiting a friend and discussing life, future and careers over a delicious pizza.
  20. Having a friend who would try to provide practical help for literally every aspect of life.
  21. Making a surprise visit to my friend for their birthday and being delighted by their very positive response to seeing me.
  22. Discussing the value (and rarity) of true friendship and deciding that that was exactly what we shared.
  23. Being moved to tears myself in response to the positive support provided by my friend.
  24. Having my friend sincerely warn me against things they feared might harm me in my naivety.
  25. Sharing a heart to heart over a well kept secret from the past.
  26. A level headed friend who never fails to express a level of care and concern through a firm handed rationality.

Looking over that list, some of those memories are an impression based on the culmination of many smaller interactions, whereas others are very clearly specific events. Sometimes it was hard to narrow it down to a single experience and I think that’s fine. It was a really heartwarming writing task to look back at all these lovely little experiences. There’s something wonderful for every person and I am lucky to have met so many fantastic people.

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The Double Edged Social Media Blade

I love social media. I love to be able to chat with all of my closest friends whenever I want. I love getting to see photos of what they’re up to. I love reading their witty observations about life. I always like to take the opportunity to send messages and comments to beloved friends who I have not communicated with for a while. It makes me feel happy and remembered when a friend I’ve not seen in a while likes a status or photo I’ve posted. I love how it reminds me of what I was doing on that exact day a few years before and gives me a chance to reflect on the changes in my life. I love that it generates heartwarming video montages of the photos I’ve uploaded. I love that I can use it to communicate with people I don’t know so well to try and start a friendship with them. I love that it has been the springboard for a good number of unforgettable social events in my life.

On the other hand, social media can be quite depressing. I hate that I can’t go one day without finding out that Theresa May or Donald Trump have made a dreadful decision which will affect millions of people in terrible ways (possibly including myself.) I hate to hear about the latest mass shootings. I hate to see the videos people share of police killing innocent members of minority groups. I hate seeing the hundreds or thousands of people who defend those who are clearly in the wrong in the examples I mentioned above. I hate the fact that I have to choose between saying nothing, which will make me feel I am not true to my beliefs and saying something, which will just lead to arguments that will just turn into internet abuse from people who don’t understand. I hate that 90% of the jokes shared on there are quite problematic in some way and nobody seems to see it. I hate that sometimes a Facebook post can put a damper on the whole day.

Social media is a real double edged sword. A great source of happiness and means of communication, but also a cause of anxiety and depression. In many ways, it’s much like life itself.

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Ball

Ball was the game which started off the Game & Watch line. Historically, this makes Ball very significant. Not only is this a very early video game from Nintendo, but it’s essentially the originator of every handheld gaming console they’ve ever released. So is it any good?

Well, being the first Game & Watch, it’s actually quite a bit different to the others. Later games all tend to follow the system of repeating an increasingly difficult task to see how high a score you can get before you lose three lives. Ball is different in that there are no lives. You play as an anonymous juggler (perhaps Mr. Game & Watch) whose hands move simultaneously. They can either both move a bit to the right, or both move a bit to the left. You’re juggling two balls (three if you choose hard mode) and you just have to keep getting the hands in the right positions to keep the balls going. If any of the balls touch the ground, it’s game over. You get one chance. So it’s a little more unforgiving than the others in that regard. On the other hand, in hard mode, every single point is worth ten, which means it’s a lot easier to get higher scores than in easy mode!

I do enjoy Ball as it’s nice and simple and the simple ones are often the most addictive. However, only having one life does lessen my enjoyment as it means I end up losing much faster than I would otherwise. But I think Ball is well worth a try because it is not only a historic curiosity, but a fun historic curiosity… Even if it is a bit basic.

Rating: 6/10

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Reading Multiple Books at Once

I didn’t really get into reading until 2007, which is quite a shame as I missed several years of life where I could have been reading great books. When I did get into it, I liked to try and have two books on the go at once. At the time, I always had one Doctor Who book and one non-Doctor Who book. Since there are so many Doctor Who novels, I thought this was a good way to read them without neglecting all other literature. The problem I had was that when I was reading two books at once, I’d always end up favouring one over the other. Having two books on the go almost always meant that one got neglected, so I decided to stick to a one book at a time. Until now.

These days, I actually have three books on the go. I have one physical book (The Poe Shadow by Matthew Pearl), one e-book on my Kindle (Anno Dracula by Kim Newman) and one e-book on my Nintendo 3DS (Les Miserables by Victor Hugo) and I really like it. What excites me is that they’re all set within the 19th century (even if one is supposed to be an alternate history) and two of them deal with events in France. Les Miseables is, of course, a story which documents the lives of several unfortunate people living in France who’s circumstances always seem to hold them back. One part of the book is a detailed account of the Battle of Waterloo and features Napoleon Bonaparte as a character. The Poe Shadow, meanwhile, features a lawyer who wishes to investigate the death of Edgar Allen Poe and so goes to France to track down the real life version of C. Auguste Dupin (a detective in Edgar Allen Poe’s work) and the novel includes other members of the Bonaparte family. Meanwhile, Anno Dracula features several characters from the Sherlock Holmes stories and, of course, Sherlock Holmes draws heavily from C. Auguste Dupin (to the extent that he mentions it himself.)

By reading three books at once, I’m made aware of the things that connect them all. I love stories from the nineteenth century (or which are just set during it) and there’s a level of enjoyment which I’m getting from reading which I wouldn’t get under other circumstances.

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I am a Hippy

An old boss of mine once called me a hippy. They meant it in a negative way and were referring to the length of my hair. But I suppose he was right, I am a hippy and since then I have been using that term to describe myself quite often, actually. It’s not just about me having long hair, it’s also basically everything about myself. I’m a liberal, pacifist, feminist, vegetarian who’d like to be vegan. I’m overly optimistic, very critical of the government and though I’ve never been into recreational drug usage, those who are have misperceived my regular state of being as a substance induced high. (Perhaps I am high on life?) I believe forgiveness is one of the most important virtues and believe that everybody is beautiful. I love The Beatles and often like to think too much about philosophical ideas. All very many hippyish things!

But, those are also reflections of the virtues that I find important. So for me, being called a hippy is being complimented. I wear it as a badge of honour. To be honest, most of the people I know are hippies. Hippies are great people and the kinds of people I like spending time with the most. I don’t know how “hippy” could ever be a derogative.

Peace and love (as the hippies say.)

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Castlevania: The Adventure

I love Castlevania games and I love games for the original Game Boy. With this in mind, you’d expect me to love Castlevania: The Adventure since it is a combination of those two things. However, while I wouldn’t like to say this was a bad game, it isn’t really all that good, either.

The game is a prequel to the original Castlevania and in it we learn about an ancestor of Simon Belmont named Christopher Belmont. It seems that Simon was not the first person to take down Dracula as Christopher did the same thing longer before. And it is the same thing. The story is essentially exactly the same. Dracula is evil, so you go to his castle to kill him. The end. But then again, you don’t really expect much in the way of story from games this old. Also, it’s worth pointing out that the game doesn’t really mesh well with other prequels in the series and so is generally considered non-canonical by the fans (which might give you an excuse to skip it) but I always like to find a way to include things.

What bothered me about this game, is that it had the exact same problem as the original Castlevania, only it’s even worse this time. Simon Belmont moved pretty slowly and it could be annoying because a lot of the enemies move pretty quickly. Christopher Belmont, meanwhile, is even slower. He’s really, really, really slow. Like a snail. It makes certain parts of the game particularly boring and others particularly frustrating.

But if you can overlook the fact that Christopher Belmont is one of the slowest characters in video game history, this game can still be fairly enjoyable. You’ve got your whip and you use it to fight monsters is fairly cool looking locations (even in monochromatic 8-bit!) while you listen to the game’s fantastic soundtrack. There aren’t any sub weapons in this game, you only have the whip, but the whip has a new feature which allows you to shoot fire balls with it, which is quite cool.

Overall, I guess I can’t really say that the game adds anything new to the world of Castlevania, nor can I say that it provides a particularly exciting experience. It’s also really short. I did have fun playing it though. Fans of Castlevania might enjoy looking back at it, like I did. I don’t really think anybody else will care, to be honest. It’s very generic.

Rating: 4.9/10

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A Shift in Tone

I was thinking today about how much this blog has changed over the years. Back when I first started, aside from the odd philosophical reflections, I mainly just use these blog posts to try and be funny. The vast majority of what was written here were stories of weird situations I had found myself in which I thought other people might find funny. Things like the time a friend of mine poured vodka into my eye or when I used a Trusty Water Bottle to escape wasps. These days, while I do occasionally write things like that, I feel like this blog has quite a different tone to it.

I remember, in November 2011, I wrote a blog post about how I missed my old school friends after starting university. It was quite a sentimental and emotional piece of writing and quite different to the norm. These days that kind of thing seems to have become the norm. It’s funny, as a partial side note, that the new friends I mentioned in the blog post linked above are now the people I miss very much. Those are days I can never bring back and, reading that post, it would seem as if I did not appreciate them enough as I lived them.

I suppose the way that my blog has changed since I started it also reflects how I have changed as a person. I find that I become more and more sentimental and more reflective of my emotions. I also don’t feel like I get involved in as many bizarre little encounters these days either and I’m not sure why (since they are out of my control.) Perhaps the shift in tone of this blog reflects the shift in tone of my life. I feel like it also reflects a bit of a maturity in me and in my work.

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The Hardships of Being a Woman by Ankita Pandey

(This is the third and final post in my week of guest posts by female writers. Today we have a piece written by my friend Ankita Pandey who gives us her perspective on gender inequality as a woman living in India. It makes a great finale to the week.)

Today in the 21st century such a title doesn’t hold good for many. This is because nowadays almost all admit to the fact that girls are walking parallel to males in every field. However, the sad part is that in many countries and regions females are not given the same treatment as males. There are many countries fighting for females and their rights. The country where I hail from also has similar problems. I have grown up seeing things that were not right for women. Fortunately, I was lucky to have parents who gave all that was required for me to develop as a great person. In this article, I would be discussing some of the key problems against women that are as follows;

Gender Discrimination: This seems to be really shocking for many but unfortunately it’s the bitter truth. Female infanticide leading to gender discrimination is one the major problems that people face here. A female child is given less importance in comparison to a male child. In certain cases, it has even led parents to abort their female child. In consequence of such activities, the government in many places has banned sex determination of the child during pregnancy. Population Census of 2011 has revealed that the population ratio in India 2011 is 940 females per 1000 of males. The birth of males is celebrated however the females birth is more seen as a curse to a family in many areas. I must say that it is not everywhere but deep down it still exists. I believe the development matters when everybody thinks and does in the same manner and that is still hard to reach. However, constant efforts are being made by the government and NGOs in this direction.

Education and Employment Discrimination: Females are often denied education so that males of the family can get educated. However, I believe if we educated a daughter we educated the entire family and educating a male is just educating an individual. This is because an educated mother can take care of the entire families and protect their daughters (if any) from further discrimination. The quantity of young ladies dropping out of school far surpasses the young men since young ladies are relied upon to help at home, either with family unit work like washing and cooking etc. Since young ladies invest more energy performing household obligations and this expands the crevice amongst female and male fairness in rustic parts of India.

When it comes to employment then women in India works more than men but that is not always paid work. Women today are getting educated but the idea them working is hard to accept in many families. In my view, a woman is tied up from all sides and has little said in what actually she wants to pursue. First, their parents decide all for themselves and then it’s the husband and his family to make decisions for her. So we have got freedom but some of us still are not completely free to make our decisions.

Violence against females: This saddens me the most as domestic violence is quite prevalent here. Rape and dowry-related violence are sources of gender violence in India. There have been cases that are filed for such outbreaks of violence against females. Apart from this Honor Killings are also aggravated form of violence against women. Honor Killing is something where the lady’s conduct is connected to the respect of her entire family; in outrageous cases, family member(s) murder her. Such killings are hard to confirm, and there is debate whether social activists are expanding numbers. Mostly these are connected to the lady wedding somebody that the family emphatically objects to.

This topic is so wide and hard to describe that I am falling short of words. These were some of the key issues regarding the hardships of a girl child. The issues are really sensitive and people are dealing with it on a daily basis. In spite of all these, there are still many females who have made the nation proud. Be it in the field of sports or administration or politics etc. To sum up I would say that there are problems and we all are fighting against but that doesn’t stop the entire female community from bringing laurels to their nation and families. I am proud to be born here as girl child and one day we will get over such issues.

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Sexism by Elle Boocock

(Sorry this is a day late. There was technical trouble last night! This is the second in a series of posts written by guest female authors and it details the frustration caused by growing up and living in a society which favours the opposite sex. It was written by my friend and ex-colleague, Elle Boocock and is well worth a read!)

When I was invited to write this piece on my own experiences of sexism, I realised I have such a wealth of material to go on that I didn’t know where to begin: a depressing reality for most women. They range from the relatively common act of ‘mansplaining’ (when a man might explain something to a women in a condescending and patronising manner) to serious harassment.

Perhaps my experience of sexism is put into an even more stark light when I have a male twin, who has been brought up in exactly the same way as me, and yet who I see is treated differently, given more chances, given an easier ride in life. And no, I don’t hate men, and I will quote feminist go-to-gal and all round babe Caitlin Moran on this subject: ‘You must never confuse The Man with the men. The Man is a shadowy mother**** trying to keep us all down with regular application of The Patriarchy. The men, on the other hand, are those guys you know who are nice to snuggle up with, and are good at heavy lifting. They’re very different.’

I have been ignored and passed over in favour of my male counterparts. A man told me whilst I was job-hunting that I should ‘just be a stripper’. Now 1. that involves a lot of skill and stomach muscles which, mister, I do not have, so don’t downgrade their jobs to a ‘just’. And 2.  What gives you the right to suggest possible jobs to me when you look no further than my face? At one time I received regular phone calls to my mobile from an unknown number. At the other end of the line I could hear heavy breathing, and once a comment about my physical appearance and how this might make me better qualified to give fellatio (albeit in a less censored, and far more disturbing manner). Of course, how could I not realise that my worth is constantly attributed to the way I look! Forget my 1st class degree from a top university, that doesn’t mean anything! I should always make myself look like I give good head so men can creepily breathe down the phone at me: ah, living the dream! Somehow this man had obtained my phone number, and knew what I looked like. It was a threatening, scary and horrible experience. I have been groped, ignored, called names. And all of this has made me even more cemented in my belief in feminism, and in the need for equality.

But perhaps what I get most frustrated about is everyone telling women how they should be. ‘You should be thin’; ‘no you should be curvaceous’. ‘You should wear makeup to make yourself look your best’; ‘no, wearing makeup means you are no true feminist’. WOMEN, DO WHATEVER YOU WANT. Be a lady sex-adventurer, wear whatever the hell you want, stay in and read a really bloody good book, or grind away on the dance-floor in a sexy hot mess as if your life depended on it. Because there is no point in feminism if you can’t wear what you want, do what you want, and be whatever you want to be.

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