Ranger Station Haven, by S.A. Stovall

Ranger Station Haven, by S.A. Stovall is a short story/novella in the Dreamspinner Advent Calendar for 2016, and I thought it deserved a bit of a mention.  Sometimes you find those stories that are make you laugh a bit, and perhaps hope that the author actually does a follow-up.  I think watching Carter and Owen learn to be fathers to Edmund and Luke could be enjoyable, especially if the author were able to incorporate the other children into the adventure, especially Justin, who seems to have been in the foster system too long to be healthy.  Not every story in the collection made me hope for more, and I doubt the story I would enjoy watching, that of Owen and Carter learning to be parents, would be ideal for everyone, it is something that would be fun to watch play out.  There is no reason a Christmas story can't be played out into something a bit more detailed.  Two park rangers adopting brothers, what could go wrong?

OMG! 1917? Really?

According to the Oxford English Dictionary, the first use of the OMG acronym was in 1917, in a letter to Winston Churchill of all things.  "Letters of Note" reproduces the letter.  It surprised me that it preceded the internet and texting by so many years.  Since I am still working in "IRL,' mention of modern acronyms and other abbreviated versions of words seems fine.  I am still impressed with the book, and read a brief section tonight, as well as a bit more of "[Insert] boy," but tonight is setting up the Christmas tree, before I procrastinate until after the holiday, thereby skipping the project altogether.

Of poetry, I finally finished Joe LeSueur's "Digressions," whose title I shorten because I am too lazy to type the whole thing (or should that be keyboard the whole thing?).  I enjoyed the look into Frank O'Hara's poetry, as well as the picture of New York at that time.  It took me forever to read because I was only reading it at work, and purposefully only in small bits, like a poem at a time.  This book did do one of my favorite things for a memoir to do, which is spike my interest in other authors active at the time, and now I am contemplating ordering the works of Joe Brainard.

Aside from the tree, which still needs ornaments, today has mostly been reading from Dreamspinner Press' Advent Calendar annual event (which my browser won't open so I can link it).  "Krampus Hates Christmas" and "Matthew's Present" have been my favorites so far, followed by "The Orpheum Miracle."

What a mess of genres and books.  Someday I may actually settle down again and focus on reading those things that are supposed to be good for me (read canon), but that was twenty years ago, and while I will mingle those books in, it will likely never be my main focus again.  There is too much out there, and too many things to sample and explore.

Edited to correct spelling of Joe Brainard's name.