In January of 2013, I began blogging once a year about everything I’d read that previous year. This tradition began when my dad asked me how many books I’ve read in my entire lifetime.
I couldn’t begin to give him an answer to that question, but it did make me decide to start keeping track from that moment forward. The previous posts in this series are as follows: 2019, 2018, 2017, 2016, 2015, 2014, and 2013.
Over half of the books I read in the average year are for a review site that I volunteer for under a pseudonym. I always omit those titles from this post for obvious privacy reasons.
2020 was a below average reading year for me, even more so than 2019. This was particularly noticeable when it came to the sci-fi and fantasy genres. I started so many books that I never ended up finishing due to *gestures tiredly at the countless emotionally draining moments of this year that all of us are already keenly aware of.*
For some reason, nonfiction was an easier read for me this year in general. I’ve included links below to the few SFF novels I not only finished but blogged about.
Biographies, Autobiographies, and Memoirs
“Mrs. Beaton’s Question: My Nine Years at the Halifax School for the Blind” by Robert Mercer
“Republic of Shame: How Ireland Punished ‘Fallen Women’ and Their Children” by Caelainn Hogan
“Gay Like Me: A Father Writes to His Son” by Richie Jackson
“Rosemary: The Hidden Kennedy Daughter” by Kate Clifford Larson
“The Pull of the Stars” by Emma Donoghue
“A Good Time to Be Born: How Science and Public Health Gave Children a Future” by Perri Klass
“How the Other Half Lives: Studies Among the Tenements of New York” by Jacob Riis
“Epidemics and Society: From the Black Death to the Present” by Frank M. Snowden
“Nobody’s Child: A Tragedy, A Trial, and a History of the Insanity Defence” by Susan Vinocour
Every year I take the last two weeks of December off from serious blogging to recharge. One of the lighthearted topics I save for the end of this month has to do with answering search engine questions.
The phrases and sentences in bold below are the most amusing, thought-provoking queries that have sent new readers to this site over the past twelve months that didn’t warrant their own blog posts.
My responses are below them. This is a 1500-word post because new visitors, and therefore I, had a lot to say this year.
how to fly in air by meditation.
Some people do believe it is possible to levitate or even fly while meditating.
I’m quite skeptical about claims like these, especially if they’re made by anyone who is making money by selling anything that will teach you how to do this. When in doubt, do not pay anyone to give you magical powers unless you are a self-aware character in a story you know will end well.
Lydia’s barber shop
I do not own a barber shop, although my spouse and I did start trimming each other’s hair during the first wave of Covid-19 and have continued that practice to this day.
Lydia’s apple orchard
I also do not own an orchard. When I was a child, I lived in a few different farmhouses that were originally built in the 1800s. At least one of them had a single apple tree on the property, but that was the extent of their orchard-like properties.
how to fix a Mary Sue
Step 1: Start working to unlearn sexism (and all other forms of prejudice). If you are human, this is an ongoing process. If you are not human, please comment and tell us what your species is like.
Step 2: Hold male characters to the same standards you hold female characters to.
Step 3: Write characters who have realistic and meaningful flaws no matter what their gender identities might be.
Star Trek fluffy creatures
The word you’re looking for is Tribbles, and I will talk your ears off about them if you allow me to. They’re delightful.
why do I prefer to be alone?
You might be an introvert. Alone time is what recharges us from socialization.
reasons to go to the mall
In pandemic times, you should only go if you truly need something there and can’t find it anywhere else.
In non-pandemic times, you should only go if you truly need something there and can’t find it anywhere else.
(Can you tell I’m not a fan of malls?)
what being an adult feels like.
Uncertain. I thought I’d have it all figured out by now.
You can learn a lot from Lydia.
Thank you. You use proper punctuation and grammar which easily puts you in the top 1% of search engine queries. We might be life partners and/or chosen family now. If you wish, I’ll even start trimming your hair. 😉
why are gym teachers so mean?
my English teacher hates me.
Teaching is a skill that is not possessed by everyone who is employed at a school by any means. I also wonder if some teachers aren’t terribly burned out and should be retrained for different careers.
I had an awful teacher in school one year. When I was much older I learned some things about her personal life that helped me develop a little compassion for her, but I still think she should have sought employment that didn’t involve children in any way.
However, understanding why someone may have behaved the way they did is never an excuse for the harm they cause.
what make a good gym teacher
Someone who genuinely enjoys teaching and spending time with children.
Someone who is cognizent of the fact that their students come from a wide variety of backgrounds and ability levels and who takes all of these things into consideration when lesson planning.
Someone who is responsive to their students and adjusts their teaching methods to appeal to everyone, especially kids who have not had positive experiences with gym class or exercise in general. Athletic kids will continue to enjoy working out regardless, so I think it’s important to help non-athletic kids discover the many other types of exercise out there.
I could talk about this topic all day. I love mindfulness gifs.
cool things to collect
Memories. Photos. Delicious meals and snacks. Smiles. Random acts of kindness. Amusing stories. Hugs (in non-Covid times and with consent, of course).
how to have a friendly face
Smile gently and make eye contact. Use these powers carefully if you’re a woman or non-binary person who wants to avoid the occasional odd encounter with a stranger.
the bear who wasn’t there
This sounds like something my dad would google. He likes to sing lighthearted folk songs, so I choose to imagine that one of them is about an invisible or missing bear.
There are more than seven rabbits in this gif. Is that close enough?
how to make playground equipment
I haven’t the foggiest notion how to do that. May I refer you to my brother who builds all sorts of things out of scrap wood for fun? If you ask him for a poem or story about it, he will refer you back to me for an artistic interpretation of his work. We’re a good team like that.
I love this query and hope one of my readers will have a suggestion for it. This is also a great segway to the second portion of this post.
Jean M. Auel and Earth’s Children Questions
On that note, let’s end this with some of the many questions about Jean M. Auel and Earth’s Children I’ve received here since the Internet has decided I’m an expert on this topic.
Beware of a few spoilers from a nearly 40-year-old series if you want to read Earth’s Children without knowing anything in advance.
Where does Clan of the Cave Bear take place?
Answer #1: It takes place between 29,500 and 26,500 years ago in what is now known to be southern Europe.
Answer #2: A regrettable film from 1986 that seemed to have only briefly skimmed the blurb for this book instead of, you know, actually reading and comprehending the entire story.
Answer #3: Your imagination.
When was Clan of the Cave Bear written?
It was published in 1980, so I’d guess it was written in the late 1970s. If you meant the geographic location, I’d assume it was either in Jean M. Auel’s home or at the libraries where she studied all sorts of stuff related to hunter-gatherers and prehistory while writing this tale and its sequels.
Is Jean Auel still writing?
Is Jean Auel writing a seventh book?
What happened to Jean Auel?
Jean Auel is in her mid-80s now and retired from writing new stories so far as I know.
Does Ayla see Durc again
Canonically, she does not see him again, but there are many fan fiction stories out there that give this mother and son a much more satisfying resolution to their forced separation.
What happened to the clan after Ayla left?
Based on the foreshadowing in Clan of the Cave Bear, the current leader probably wasn’t in power for very long due to his narcissism, impulsivity, and bad temper. Based on promises their mothers made when these characters were babies, Durc was assigned a mate who was half homo sapien and half Neanderthal like he was. As an adult, he may have left his tribe with anyone who wanted a more stable living situation and moved elsewhere.
Earth’s Children’s series book 7
There is a fan fiction book written to wrap up all of the loose ends that were left unresolved in Jean M. Auel’s official sixth and final book in this series.
Clan of the Cave Bear movie remake
The Valley of Horses movie
Is Clan of the Cave Bear on Netflix?
Will some streaming network please buy the rights to this series and turn them into films or a TV show! There’s clearly demand for it from people other than me.
Is Ayla a common name?
It depends on which culture you live it and what your definition of “common” might be.
Ayla is a traditional name in Turkish,Hindi, Spanish and Scottish cultures and sometimes pop up in Hebrew ones as well.
In 2017 it was within the 100 most popular names in Scotland, New Zealand, Australia and Canada.
If I had a dog, Ayla would be a top contender for her name.
What is Ayla’s real name?
No one knows the answer to this for sure. I suspect that Ayla was part of her original name. For example, she might have been called Shayla or something by her birth parents before her adoptive (Neanderthal) parents shortened it because they couldn’t pronounce those extra syllables.
Other than the amount of snow on the ground, the scenery in December remains almost exactly the same from the beginning to the end of the month. You will probably notice a few differences between the photos in this post and the ones to come in January, but it won’t be as dramatic as it is in the autumn and spring.
It was a balmy 8 Celsius (46 Fahrenheit) and somewhat cloudy when I visited. Typical days during this month generally don’t rise above 2 Celsius (35 Fahrenheit). Snow is common now, but most of it generally melts before the next batch arrives. This is not the case in January, so my final instalment of this series might need to get a little creative depending on how slippery the sidewalks are then!
Let’s begin our virtual visit.
The first thing I noticed was how washed out everything looked there. It was the sort of day that was dark and cloudy one moment and weakly sunny at the next. I thought this photo captured that in an interesting manner.
A closer and clearer look at this entrance to the park. The evergreen bushes in front of the monument have gone dormant now.
Mud has returned to the running trail. I did see two brave souls continuing to jog there and sometimes running onto the sidewalk or to dryer bits of grass when they encountered the biggest puddles. (There would generally be dozens of joggers and walkers politely using the same space in the autumn and spring. I expect to see none at all next month).
The sidewalks are now covered in salt alongside all of the leaves that have decorated them these past few months. They are almost always wet now, so the salt helps to keep them walkable for most pedestrians before the big storms of January make this a much slipperier place for a stroll.
However, anyone who has mobility issues should be cautious here in real life. Even relatively warm and dry days now include patches of snow and half-melted ice scattered here and there. The salt can only do so much, and it will only grow slicker over the next couple of months.
The canopy of rustling leaves is 90% gone now and the park is quiet. Last summer we couldn’t see the sky from this perspective. The clouds moved so fast that these photos also might look like they were taken on separate days instead of only a few moments apart.
This sapling was one of a handful of trees that still held onto most of its leaves. A few of them generally retain at least some of their leaves until the end of winter.
With that being said, this is what the majority of trees look like now. Yes, that includes the bird’s nest. Not all of them have old nests, but many of them do.
Some of the largest ones even have two or more nests visible now. No wonder I heard birds chirping everywhere last spring and summer! I think it’s marvellous to see where the birds decided to make their homes eight or nine months ago.
Earlier this year I talked about how wet, spongy, and muddy the ground was as it thawed. You saw a photo of this on the running trail, but it’s something found throughout the park. I couldn’t walk on most of it without caking my shoes in mud.
Luckily, our tree friend that lost half of its branches was in a drier section of the park. It seems to have survived our first few snowstorms just fine.
The zoom lens on my camera helped me get this shot of our tree friend that lost a third of its branches. It still has a wet trunk and drooping branches. I’ve avoided walking underneath them for months now for safety reasons. Soon we will see how they will fare under the heavy ice and snow that coats everything in January.
Do you want to know two of the best things about visiting the park in December? I’ll give you a few hints.
This one might be a little tricky to see. Look at the sapling in the centre of the photo if you need help. Yes, that’s a squirrel! It was climbing so vigorously the whole tree was shaking a bit.
There’s something about this time of year that makes squirrels slightly easier to photograph. This little black squirrel is sitting on top of a knot on the right hand side of this tree. I’d just seen it climb out of a hole in the knot. That must be where he or she lives.
My other favourite part of visiting the park now is something I tend to overlook the rest of the year.
Evergreen trees are one of the few splashes of colour between now and April. I sure appreciate their green addition to the landscape when everything else is drab and various shades of brown, black, and grey for months on end.
Here’s another shot of the more typical deciduous areas of the park for reference.
Finally, this is what the famous walkway looks like after nearly all of the leaves have fallen.
The plan is to blog about this park again in the icy, snowy depths of January so that every month will have been accounted for. Then I hope to do one final post in the spring to see how our two damaged tree friends fared over the winter.
Someone, or possibly more than one person, keeps finding this blog by searching for creepy Christmas poems.
If they ever read this post, I hope they know it was written in direct response to the multiple queries that have popped up in my analytics.
I more or less stopped celebrating Christmas years ago when I moved far away from home, deconverted from my childhood religion, accepted a job in an industry that was always busy and stressful in December, and found myself overwhelmed by the sentimentality and consumerism of secular Christmas.
Now I sound like a grumpy character at the beginning of a Christmas movie who is about to learn a valuable life lesson, but that’s honestly not how I think about this holiday at all.
I enjoy the lights, food, and music that is traditionally shared now, and I cheer for everyone who finds meaning in the other aspects of Christmas (and/or any other winter holiday) as well.
I simply know what my limits are. Luckily, those limits include creepy Christmas poems when new readers show up here looking for them. Here are some poems that celebrate Christmas without a single ounce of sentimentality.
Click here to read everyone else’s replies to this week’s question and here to see the full list of topics for the year.
My answer to this prompt certainly isn’t what I was expecting it to be when I first saw it about eleven months ago, but I’m sure you all can say the same thing.
Most of my time is spent at home or outdoors.
I’m lucky to live in a walkable, safe neighbourhood. Practically all of errands I need to run can be accomplished without using public transit, a cab, or a private vehicle. My biggest hurdle there is only buying what I can comfortably carry.
I add things to my shopping list before they run out, and I consolidate trips as much as possible. If paper towels are on sale and I know I’ll need them next week, I’ll pick up a package of them during a normal grocery store run. For heavy items, I buy what I can and try to remember I’m not superwoman.
This has been a good way to develop my muscles! My arms do a lot of lugging stuff around for my household, and I’m grateful for my ability to act like a human pack mule when necessary.
Much of my time at home is spent typing up blog posts and stories. The gentle clicks of a keyboard is one of the most common sounds you’ll hear here. it’s so common that sometimes I dream about it.
Home workouts are another way I pass the time. Lately, I’ve been doing lots of yoga while a knee injury heals and trying not laugh too much when my spouse tries to distract me during the most pretzel-like moves. He likes to poke gentle fun at the instructor.
This is the beginning of the coldest months in Ontario. When the weather allows for it, I love going for long walks at the park and seeing the first signs of winter and the last signs of autumn in the land.
On freezing days, I stay home and watch television instead. I enjoy sitcoms like Kim’s Convenience, science fiction like Star Trek: Discovery, and nonfiction science/history shows like Cosmos.
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