Dec. 27th, 2009

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One of my Christmas presents was the most wonderful alarm clock ever. It's Stephen Fry's Infallibly Polite Alarm Clock.

First, it wakes me with the chirping of birds. Yes, I have a fine source of live chirps in my own apartment, but the Little Feathered Guys don't do anything on command, and they sleep even later than I do this time of year.

Then the polite birds fade away and Stephen Fry addresses me in a deep velvet voice: "Madam, your horoscope is promising very considerable profit and equal quantities of pleasure. The world merely requires your presence for the process to begin." He says about 130 different phrases, so it'll probably be a while before I start getting repetitions.

He's totally adorable and I've discovered I love being addressed as "Madam" by such a resplendent voice. It makes me smile. It gives me happy and somewhat naughty thoughts.

He is also standing by to talk me to sleep, but I haven't used that function yet.

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Booking Through Thursday for Dec. 24, 2009: Given the choice, which do you prefer? Real history? Or historical fiction? (Assume, for the purposes of this discussion that they are equally well-written and engaging.)

I love good historical fiction. My favourite books are historical fiction. My favourite authors write historical fiction: Dorothy Dunnett, Steven Saylor, Geoffey Trease, Norah Lofts, Lindsay Davis, Alan Massie, Cecliia Holland, Ellis Peters, Georgette Heyer, Mary Renault, and many more.

But I find that good historical fiction is getting harder and harder to find. Most historical fiction seems to be either bodice-rippers or mysteries. The bodice-rippers are getting harder to find in a market that's increasingly filled with vampires and werewolves - and I, on the whole, would prefer the bodice-ripping. Templar Romance seems to be a small but significant genre; one of these days, I'll look into it. And the mysteries are so often bland, and not very historical, and usually a disappointment to me. But there are exceptions. Recommendations happily received.

As with anything: it's all in the quality of the writing and the quality of the thinking. In historical fiction, this is also linked to the quality of the research and a concern for verisimilitude. I am more tolerant of errors in fact than errors of culture; I don't want 21st century people in medieval costumes. I don't want misplaced technology, like gunpowder in Robin Hood. (And, no, the Muslems didn't have it either.)

I want a glimpse of another world.

And of course I love historical non-fiction with a passion. That being said: it's often badly written, too. And/or full of errors. And/or only as good as the thinking behind it. Still, it's delightful to know what's out there: including the books written in whatever time we might be talking about - the Histories of Herodotus, the writings of Julius Caesar, The Story of My Misfortunes by Peter Abelard, L'Histoire de Guillaume le Maréchale, The Autobiography of Benvenuto Cellini, History of the Franks by Gregory of Tours, The Ecclesiastical History of Orderic Vitalis, A History of Deeds Done Beyond the Sea by William Archbishop of Tyre, the diaries of Pepys, the writings of Bede, Cassiodorus, Snorri Sturluson, Caffaro da Caschifelone, Einhard, Guicciardini, all of them and more - such fascinating people, looking at their times and commenting on them. I love historical biography and autobiography.

My favourite popular historians tend to be those who wrote about the middle ages, because that's the era I love most, but not by any means the only era I love. Sir Steven Runciman is one of my heroes, though the more I reread his books the less astute they seem - but the entertainment value doesn't lessen. John Julius Norwich, whose style is sublime. The Cambridge encyclopedias and, a personal favourite for browsing, The Illustrated Encyclopedia of Medieval Civilization by Aryeh Grabois. And books about castles. I've a passion for books about castles, especially if they have maps and ground plans.

Which is not really to pin down an answer: when it comes to history I love both fiction and non-fiction. Quality matters. But to choose between the one or the other? I'd rather not. I want both.

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Spent the evening at Sheila's, watching Doctor Who "The End of Time, Part 1" and the new Doctor Who Confidential, aptly named "Lords and Masters". I was in a mood to cook, so I made banana muffins for breakfast and bread pudding for dessert. In the meanwhile, I forgot to have any lunch, so I shameless gorged on carrots, corn puffs and hummus when I got to Sheila's place. Supper was Sheila's turkey and Beulah's green bean casserole and Starwolf's rice and my pudding, with rum sauce - delicious. Lionel came by, but didn't say much.

The rest of us talked a lot.

Christmas prestents: Joseph gave me Batman action figures in a Batman bag - I loved it. And 'Wolf, bless him, gave me a gift certificate for a pedicure. Just when I'd been wondering if I dared spend money on such a thing again.

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