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Magic from the East

conjuring asiaJust imagine, getting a 100 pounds book for free, and a book on a subject you love, and you don’t have the time for reading it.
Torture, isn’t it?
But then the long weekend of the 15th of August comes, and so I took a break, went to sit in the shade with an iced bottle of lemonade and my kindle, and finally got the opportunity of reading and enjoying Chris Goto-Jones’ Conjuring Asia – Magic, Orientalism, and the Making of the Modern World, a learned tome from the Cambridge University Press about… well, Magic and the East.

The book – written by a member of academia that happens to be also a conjurer – opens with an overview of the concept and practice of magic, and later starts digging deep in that artifact of the 19th century, the Magical East from which unlikely stage magicians supposedly came to enthrall the audiences in London, Paris, New York.

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The book is at the same time a history of magic in its Golden Age, an exploration of the imagination of the East and of our passion for exoticism, and a fair analysis of political issues connected with ethnicity, representation and perception, and discrimination.

The fact that despite its subject matter and its complexity, the book succeeds in being a pleasant, almost light read is a sign of the author’s quality and preparation.

Of particular interest to me were the chapters on the history of stage magic, and on the development of conjuring in India, China, and Japan.
Probably not everybody’s cup of tea, but an absolutely excellent read.


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Deep Map

prayryearthFor a number of reasons, too long to discuss here, I’ve been thinking about a book I read some twenty-odd years ago.
And for a change, I can’t find it in my boxes.
It is called PrairyErth (A Deep Map), and was written by William Least Heat-Moon.
I mentioned Heath-Moon in the past, because he is the author of Blue Highways, one of the best travel books I ever read – a book that actually caused me to start again reading travel books after a decade spent away from that genre.

Now, in retrospective, while at the time it left me perplexed (also due to the translation, I think) PrairyErth is sort of growing on me.
In particular I like the idea of deep map that’s at the core of the book. Continue reading


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Like a letter from the past

indexI was going through my shelf-load of photography handbooks, because I’m taking some time off tomorrow to take some photos, play tourist, stuff like that, and I needed a reference from a certain handbook.
Well, what you know, the handbook is not to be found.
Lost when I moved? Lent to someone that kept it? Misplaced?
I don’t know.
I could re-order it for about five bucks – which I hate as a matter of principle.

On the other hand, I found an old hardback copy of Ernest Hemingway Green Hills of Africa, among my photo handbooks. Continue reading


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The Form of Desire: Zenobia

zenobiaGood old Zenobia.
My personal ancient-history crush.

Julia Aurelia Zenobia was the queen that, proclaiming herself Imperatrix Romanorum, defied the power of Rome and led the ill-fated Palmyrene Rebellion. They went down fighting, and a good fight it was. And we have been taught by captain Mal Reynolds that being on the losing side does not always mean being on the wrong side too.

I like the old girl. Always liked her.
I like that particular period of the Roman history known as the Third Century Crisis, and I like Zenobia, a woman defying an empire. The stuff of great stories. The stuff of legend.

According to Wikipedia…

Zenobia has become a popular name for exotic or regal female characters in many other works

… and they go on listing Hawthorne, Wodehouse, Golding, Heinlein and Robert E. Howard.

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Khaki or Field Grey?

cover92550-mediumAnd talking about books, and history, and weird stories, here’s a quick heads-up, waiting for the time for me to expand on the subject.
Today sees the launch of Bretherton, actually the reissue, by Casemate/Open Road Media, of a novel originally called Bretherton: Khaki or Field Grey?.
The book was written by W.F. Morris and published in 1929.

In November 1918, as the Germans are in their final retreat, a British raiding party under fire follows the sound of piano music and stumbles across an eerie scene in a ruined chateau. A German officer lies dead at the keys, next to a beautiful woman, also deceased, in full evening dress. But what makes their discovery especially strange is that the man is the spitting image of G. B. Bretherton, a British officer missing in action.

The novel was very popular in its time, and was called the finest novel about the Great War. And indeed, with its mix of trench warfare drama, espionage, divided loyalties and mystery, it is a great summer read1.
I will post my review in a few days, but to be quick and concise, I might just say Morris’ novel is as good as vintage Eric Ambler (that, incidentally, called it one of the five best spy stories ever written).

Highly recommended (by both Eric Ambler and me!)
Check it out.


  1. I was lucky enough to get an Advance Reader Copy of the new edition. 


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Weird detectives

August.
Despite my misgivings, I will hopefully have a lot to do and a lot to write, in the next weeks, while the countryside flounders into a deep pool of apathy and ennui, and only the mosquitoes seem to have any energy left.

So, work by day (hopefully), and a good book by night, together with a refreshing drink, or maybe an ice cream (gotta be careful with that, I’m trying to cut the sugar).

17131858And so I dug out a book I had ordered last autumn.
It’s called Weird Detectives – Recent Investigations and it’s a big fat anthology edited by Paula Guran (always a guarantee) and featuring… well, you can guess it.
I always had a thing for weird detectives, and I am really looking forward to a few nights of pleasure.
Actually, I already read some of the stories collected here – and Caitlìn R. Kiernan’s The Maltese Unicorn alone is worth the price of admission. I will re-read it and still enjoy the sheer fun and the depth of it.
And then there’s a story by Simon R. Green – another favorite of mine.
And Neil Gaiman.
And Joe Lansdale.
And William Meikle.
And everybody else – this is a true wonder of a collection1.

Also, I have to say I absolutely love the cover art.
Publisher Prime Books has a wonderful selection of wonderful anthologies – and were I not broke, I’d splurge a few bucks on a pair of other titles.

Anyway – cool air, a cold tall glass of Moroccan mint tea, and a good book.
Vacations, here in the hills of Astigianistan.


  1. and I still have my notes for a supernatural detectives series, here somewhere on my PC… so this book is also research. 


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Other People’s Pulps: 150 Years under the Seas

20k_leagues_under_sea_01Sometimes we notice the weirdest things in the weirdest moments.

For instance, I mentioned 20.000 Leagues under the Sea a few days back.
The book is set in 1866.
Granted, it was written in 1869 and published in book form in 1871, but what the heck, it is set in 1866 – so it’s 150 years that the events narrated by Professor Aronnax took place.
It’s cause enough for a celebration.

So yes, I will do something, most certainly.
A few posts during the summer, possibly. Continue reading