Lebensborn

Read Lebensborn by Isabelle Maroger ( )

Un matin qu’elle se promène avec son fils, bébé, Isabelle Maroger se fait interpeller par une femme qui la complimente pour ce bel enfant blond aux yeux bleus et ajoute « ça devient rare comme race »… Un choc pour Isabelle, qui réalise qu’il est temps pour elle de raconter son histoire. Car si elle est, elle aussi, grande, blonde et aux yeux bleus, c’est parce qu’elle est à moitié norvégienne. Sa mère est née, pendant la guerre, dans un Lebensborn, ces maternités mises en place par les nazis pour produire à la chaîne de bons petits aryens.

Une bande dessinée offerte par mes grands-parents pour Noël sur le thème des Lebensborn, ces maternités qui servaient à accueillir les jeunes Aryennes enceintes dans les pays envahis par les Nazis. J’ai beaucoup aimé suivre cette histoire, racontée non du point de vue de la jeune femme enceinte en question mais de sa petite-fille. C’est…

Time’s mouth

Read Time’s Mouth by Edan Lepucki ( )

Ursa possesses a very special gift. She can travel through memory and revisit her past. After she flees her hometown for the counterculture glory of 1950’s California, the intoxicating potential of her unique ability eventually draws a group of women into her orbit and into a ramshackle Victorian mansion in the woods outside Santa Cruz. Yet Ursa’s powers come with a cost. Soon this cultish community of sisterhood takes an ominous turn, prompting her son, Ray, and his pregnant lover, Cherry, to flee their home for Los Angeles and reinvent themselves far from Ursa’s insidious influence. But escaping their past won’t be so easy. A series of mysterious events forces Cherry to abandon their baby, leaving Ray to raise Opal alone.

Now a teenager and still heartbroken over the abandonment of the mother she never knew, Opal must journey into her own past to reveal the generations of secrets that gave rise to the shimmering source of her family’s painful legacy.

I’m not really a time travel enthusiast, as I said in my review of This is how you lose the time war. Maybe that’s why I loved this novel so much while many others who love time travel hated everything about it. Maybe it’s also because I love stories with women and stories with communes…

Private Citizens

Read Private Citizens by Tony Tulathimutte

Capturing the anxious, self-aware mood of young college grads in the aughts, Private Citizens embraces the contradictions of our new century: call it a loving satire. A gleefully rude comedy of manners. Middlemarch for Millennials. The novel’s four whip-smart narrators–idealistic Cory, Internet-lurking Will, awkward Henrik, and vicious Linda–are torn between fixing the world and cannibalizing it. In boisterous prose that ricochets between humor and pain, the four estranged friends stagger through the Bay Area’s maze of tech startups, protestors, gentrifiers, karaoke bars, house parties, and cultish self-help seminars, washing up in each other’s lives once again.

Private Citizens is a darkly funny book that sometimes is just dark. It follow four supremely unlikeable 20-somethings in 2007 San Francisco in their daily lives for some kind of awful Breakfast Club of modern times. It took me a really long time to start accepting that I hated everyone, that it was intended, that…

This is how you lose the time war

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Thus begins an unlikely correspondence between two rival agents hellbent on securing the best possible future for their warring factions. Now, what began as a taunt, a battlefield boast, becomes something more. Something epic. Something romantic. Something that could change the past and the future.

Except the discovery of their bond would mean the death of each of them. There’s still a war going on, after all. And someone has to win. That’s how war works, right?

This recommendation from Sara and viral sensation really hit the mark for me, with a couple of caveats: I still strongly dislike novellas. They never leave me fully satisfied. Unlike some other reviewers, I’m really glad the vignettes were short and diverse, without an explanation of everything going on. This story follows Red and Blue,…

Chasseurs d’étoiles

Read Chasseurs d’étoiles by Cherie Dimaline

Lorsqu’il se réveille seul dans le noir, Frenchie comprend tout de suite où il a échoué. Au fil des ans, l’adolescent métis a vu ses proches disparaître un à un dans ces pensionnats où les siens sont réduits à l’état de cobayes et torturés.
Alors que les épidémies et les catastrophes naturelles ont emporté des millions de personnes et privé les survivants de la faculté de rêver, seuls les peuples autochtones ont su la conserver dans la moelle de leurs os. Depuis, ils sont traqués par le gouvernement, qui les enferme pour nourrir les Sans-rêves de la précieuse substance.
Frenchie, qui a appris à survivre en forêt en compagnie de sa famille d’adoption, est pourtant loin de se douter de tous les sacrifices qu’il devra faire pour retrouver sa liberté, et des terribles vérités qui lui seront révélées en chemin.

On reprend Pilleurs de rêves, dont j’avais écrit ce retour en 2020 :  Je ne savais pas à quoi m’attendre. Une dystopie jeune adulte normale. Un divergente, un hunger games. J’ai pris une bonne claque en travers de la tête. Sous prétexte de littérature young adult, Dimaline traite de sujets terribles, et elle n’adoucit rien.…

Pastels and Pedophiles: Inside the Mind of Qanon

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Two experts of extremist radicalization take us down the QAnon rabbit hole, exposing how the conspiracy theory ensnared countless Americans, and show us a way back to sanity.

In January 2021, thousands descended on the U.S. Capitol to aid President Donald Trump in combating a shadowy cabal of Satan-worshipping pedophiles. Two women were among those who died that day. They, like millions of Americans, believed that a mysterious insider known as « Q » is exposing a vast deep-state conspiracy. The QAnon conspiracy theory has ensnared many women, who identify as members of « pastel QAnon, » answering the call to « save the children. »

With Pastels and Pedophiles, Mia Bloom and Sophia Moskalenko explain why the rise of QAnon should not surprise us: believers have been manipulated to follow the baseless conspiracy. The authors track QAnon’s unexpected leap from the darkest corners of the Internet to the filtered glow of yogi-mama Instagram, a frenzy fed by the COVID-19 pandemic that supercharged conspiracy theories and spurred a fresh wave of Q-inspired violence.

I have been (relatively mildly, considering what I’m capable of) obsessed with Pastel QAnon in the past few years and of course, when I saw that this book existed, I needed to get my hands on it. I think it’s an excellent overview of QAnon for people who don’t really understand what’s going on (and…

The Bell in the Fog

Read The Bell in the Fog by Lev AC Rosen

San Francisco, 1952. Detective Evander “Andy” Mills has started a new life for himself as a private detective—but his business hasn’t exactly taken off. It turns out that word spreads fast when you have a bad reputation, and no one in the queer community trusts him enough to ask an ex-cop for help.

When James, an old flame from the war who had mysteriously disappeared, arrives in his offices above the Ruby, Andy wants to kick him out. But the job seems to be a simple case of blackmail, and Andy’s debts are piling up. He agrees to investigate, despite everything it stirs up.

The case will take him back to the shadowy, closeted world of the Navy, and then out into the gay bars of the city, where the past rises up to meet him, like the swell of the ocean under a warship. Missing people, violent strangers, and scandalous photos that could destroy lives are a whirlpool around him, and Andy better make sense of it all before someone pulls him under for good.

I recently found out about The Bell in the Fog, the second tome to the Lavender House series (of which I enjoyed book 1). Set a few months after the first tome, it has (slightly) fewer police beatings of gay men and (much) more gruesome deaths. It’s pretty good, in other words. This one isn’t…

Le premier jour de paix

Read Le premier jour de paix by Elisa Beiram

2098. Aureliano est las du XXIe siècle, ses famines, ses guerres. Sa communauté s’entre-tue, isolée entre la jungle colombienne et l’océan. Seule porte de sortie : une aide extérieure à migrer et se séparer. Le vieillard lance des appels radio comme des bouteilles à la mer et érige un mausolée idéal fait des déchets déposés par les vagues.
Mais une rumeur parcourt le monde : certains continuent à œuvrer pour la paix. Si Aureliano regarde vers le rivage, d’autres rêvent toujours en fixant les étoiles.

Il me semble que la recommandation de lire ce roman me vient du serveur Discord Horizons Solarpunk, qui n’est pas très actif mais rempli de Wikimédiens gens sympa, et qui malheureusement n’a pas de forum, ou de plateforme d’échanges un peu moins dégueu à utiliser que Discord. Bon : le style d’écriture est un peu…

The Unfortunates

Read The Unfortunates by J.K. Chukwu

Dear Reader,
It has come to my attention that smoking kills, along with police, loner white boys, and looks. While embroiled in the process of trying to live, I have written this honors thesis [1]. It [2] is dedicated to the first years who haven’t yet died from alcohol poisoning, exhaustion, or overdosing. This work has been a labor of love and of hate. In it, you will find juxtaposition, verisimilitude, French, Freud, and anything else I’ve wasted 60K a year to learn.
I would like to thank my advisors: Mr. White Supremacy, Mr. Capitalism, Ms. Racism, and, of course, my Life Partner [3] for all the guidance they have provided during this process.
Set in the mind of a young Black woman who is losing it, The Unfortunates is a darkly funny debut about the realities of elitist institutions from an exceptional new writer.
[1] Ma lettre d’adieu.
[2] When writing an honors thesis, you can get away with vague antecedents.
[3] My depression

One of these books that make you call back your therapist and say « hiii I’m sorry I’ve been ghosting you for the past 6 months ». I struggled to get into this book because the writing style is far from classic, but once I had gotten into the rhythm, I could not let go…