Currently Reading Tag

How many books do you usually read at once?

I try to read just one at a time, it’s not going great. Usually, I’ve got around three books going at a time.

If you’re reading more than one book at a time, how do you decide when to switch books?

I switch between them depending on mood and/or where I am. If I’m bringing a book, I’ll bring the lightest one, which sometimes means ebook or audiobook.

Do you ever switch bookmarks while you’re partway through a book?

What? Why would I do that? Admittedly I have an entire box of bookmarks so that would be a way to use them all. But no. I don’t do that.

Where do you keep the book(s) you’re currently reading?

Online/by my armchair/on a shelf. I.e. I’ve got one ebook going, it’s via the library, I’ve got one that I’ve been reading this weekend, it’s by the armchair where I read, I’ve got one that I’ve put on a shelf, oh, and I’ve also got one on a chest of drawers. They’re all in the same room, just scattered.

What time of day do you spend the most time reading?

I mostly read at night, except for weekends, I’ll read throughout the day.

How long do you typically read in one sitting?

I struggle with sitting still so not that long. If I can manage 30 minutes then that’s great.

Do you read hardbacks with the dust jacket on or off?

Depends if it’s in the way or not. But mostly on. It doubles as bookmark soo..

What position do you mainly use to read?

Sitting? I really like sitting in my armchair (cross-legged or legs pulled up underneath me, because apparently I’m a child). What I really don’t like is lying down, which is probably the main reason I don’t read in bed.

Do you take the book you’re currently reading with you everywhere you go?

Nope, no. If I’m in the middle of reading something I can just leave the book at home and go away for a few days. I’m not that attached to books.

How often do you update your Goodreads progress on the book you’re currently reading?

I’m a terrible GoodReads user, if I can manage to update when I’ve finished a book then that’s great (…favorite expression much?). I’m far better at updating Clue.

Let’s talk PMS!

I love the library for providing me with this masterpiece:

Are you PMS-ing?

Not so sure they can have it back.

I LOVE this book; it needs to be translated and spread to women everywhere asap!

What this book does is explores the topic PMS; it lists symptoms and possible remedies, the authors share their PMS stories and experiences with different vitamins, drugs and treatments for PMS.

It does not offer solutions, they’re not researchers. They’re two people with a podcast, they have no authority. For me, that’s not important, I’m not looking for a remedy, I am far more interested in, for example, stories about trial and error. Oo here’s a treatment that seems to work for some people, let’s try it out and see what happens! I love that. Also that they’re very open about how some treatments, such as healing, might only work on a placebo basis. Their motto is it doesn’t matter if it’s placebo, long as I feel better. I like that.

They also spend quite a lot of time listing symptoms, giving examples of what it might feel like. Which is informative and funny, all at once! Not to mention relatable.

Reading this book is like having someone tell me a. you’re not crazy, and b. you’re not the only one. Well thank god!



  1. You feel worried and anxious
  2. Your mood changes quickly
  3. You cry more than usual
  4. You don’t feel like doing anything
  5. You’re more than tired, no energy
  6. You’re not sleeping well
  7. Your body swells, especially the stomach
  8. Your breasts feel tense and sore
  9. You get headaches
  10. You’re hungrier than usual and crave sweet things

Headaches are foreign to me but the rest of just all of it, all. of. it.

And SUPER GOOD NEWS: if you’ve got PMS, menopause is most likely going to be hell.

Excellent! 🙃

Anyway…especially happy to have someone confirm I’m not the only one with severe nightly sweats pre menstruation. Doesn’t matter if it’s -20º C and I’m sleeping with the window open, still sweating. Niiice.

Waking up at dawn with a lake between your breasts? PMS dear, PMS.

This book also confirms that my hypochondria is related to PMS, as suspected. On a regular basis, I’m convinced I’m suffering from a terminal disease. My most recent imaginary affliction: gangrene.

And! They go through the basics of the menstrual cycle, the different phases and what they involve. Such as how you can tell where in the cycle you are based on cervical fluid. (Clue can help you with this too. It’s fun! Makes you feel supersmart that you can look at your cervical fluid and go Yup, that’s another 2 days then.)

The cycle of the cervical fluid; interesting stuff!

And remember back in December when I was looking for some sort of guide as to what type of workout is appropriate at point in the cycle? It’s right here →

Phase two of the menstrual cycle: create! push yourself at the gym! eat lots of carbs!

Not only is this what I was looking for, it gives me the all clear to ditch the workouts in the fourth phase of the cycle, if that’s what I feel like. Exactly what I wanted to hear!

Finally; the layout of the book, favorite! It’s a collection of different types of text and it’s kept quite airy, v.  reader-friendly which I appreciate sosoSO much! I am one lazy reader, I need to be lead through the text, can’t take paragraphs or sentences that never end, the less abstract the better, and I prefer when it reads like we’re having a conversation. As opposed to most texts produced in an academic environment. I often wonder if they’re written to be read at all.

Now. I’m going to stop being greedy and return it to the library so that someone else can enjoy this beautiful book.

Reading a translation of Bright-Sided

Here’s my main takeaway from Barbara Ehrenreich’s book Bright-Sided:

It is important to be critical (you may call it negative if you like, I’m OK with that). Companies are evil and do not deserve the freedom they currently enjoy. People need to be critical to stop the insanity that is the unregulated market. Positive thinking is our enemy.

I’m basically the intended reader of this book, its target audience.

Still I was hesitant to read it.


Translation. To Swedish. In Swedish the book is called Gilla läget.

Every time I even consider reading a translation I think “Surely, reading translations can’t be as bad as I make it out to be?”

I might be picking the wrongs books, but all evidence point to: yes it can.

This translation is probably one of the worst translations I have ever laid my eyes on.

On the one hand: GOOD. Means being a translator is not hard, as in, you don’t even have to know much English to translate into Swedish. Apparently? There is hope for me yet? That eventually I’ll find a way to become a translator of other texts than those produced at a uni.

On the other: Do we need translations? If most translations are not great (which is not necessarily true, but for me, that’s what it feels like), then what’s the point in even doing translations?

I don’t want to pick on the translator. I know translation is some tricky, tricky business. Sometimes the source text is crap, and you’re no miracle worker. (Unless it’s at the exact right time of the menstrual cycle.) Sometimes it’s not your field of expertise, and you might even tell your client this, but they still want you to do the job. Sometimes you’re just having a bad day. Or the deadline is simply unreasonable.

I blame the publisher. This book should not have been published in this state. Did anyone read the translation through before publication??

Because the translation is SO DISTRACTING.

In general, it lacks flow, but there are also pure inaccuracies.

Here’s a favorite one: eyelash curler has been translated as ögonfranspapiljott. First of all, there is no such thing. Second of all, the word is ögonfransböjare. Third: first rule of translation: you don’t go making up words. If there is no word then you have to explain it. The word the translator made up literally means curler for your eyelashes, (as in curlers you would leave in your hair over night if it was the 1950s), which is something quite different from an eyelash curler.

Even Google Translate could have translated this correctly. FFS.

Another favorite: beteendevetenskapare. Oddly enough, the correct word is used later in the text: beteendevetare. Translators of books don’t use CAT tools I take it? Or?

Also. I can tell this is a translation by an old man. How? Well, there’s the above, and then there the use of the word kurre (obsolete), and then he claims Kool-Aid is something like Tomtebrus. Tomtebrus is, apparently, something that we had in Sweden between 1900 and 1950. It’s a powder. As you may know, Kool-Aid is a liquid. Disregarding that…the majority of readers will in no way be helped by Tomtebrus. I had to look it up. In fact, I thought he was confused, using some sort of Norwegian word.

My point: you shouldn’t be able to tell anything about the translator in a translation. S/he should be invisible. That is not the case here.

Another fave: I den här verkstaden för team-building….

Sweetheart, no, they’re not talking about the place you go to fix your car. I know it’s tricky, but you’re already using team-building, may as well call this workshop too, I mean it is widely used in Swedish. I should know. We have workshops all over the place at uni.

Other sources of annoyance:

Vi plågas av våld med eldvapen och dignar under vår personliga skuldbörda (To mention one thing: that is literal translation of firearms, and it’s not right.)

..gästvänlig mot positivt tänkande.. (We’re being hospitable to positive thinking..? You sure that makes sense?)

framträdde på CNN (I take it you think CNN is a stage where you perform…?)

oundviklig melodisnutt (..I get this picture in my mind here I’m haunted by a song, literally, it’s running after me..)

En samling år 1999 med några (Yea..that does not mean what you think it means in this context, this means assembly, and you were trying to translate gathering.)

It is possible I would have had something to say about the content too. If the translation wasn’t such a hot mess.

The one good thing about this read: I feel less self-conscious about my own work having read this. At least I don’t fail at translating a gathering. On the other, I’m jealous my translation challenges aren’t this simple. Try translating chemical terminology when you are well aware you ain’t chemist. The result highly depends on the accuracy of IATE.

Here’s a thought I keep having: translators should always work in pairs. I am 100% sure that would improve all translations everywhere. Also sure the only reason that is not happening is because translators tend to be social retards. Or introverts. Or both.

5 non-fiction TBR


This year I’m allowing myself lots of rereads, which explains this mix of books I’ve already read and books I’ve started but not finished.

Stefan Aust: Der Baader Meinhof Komplex. Reading Therese by Steve Se-Sandberg put me in the mood for some Baader-Meinhof, and more importantly, some more German in my life. I have read this book before, but in Swedish, which should explain why I was sidetracked at some point when I started reading this book.

If you’re unfamiliar with Baader-Meinhof, it’s a West German far-left militant group, primarily active in the 70s, generally considered a terrorist group. There was a movie a while back based on this book, well worth a watch!

Naomi Wolf: The Beauty Myth. It feels like I could do with a second read of this Swedish translation of Wolf’s masterpiece. I mean we all could? Especially if all you can remember is that it’s a masterpiece, but what it’s actually about is vague at best. I’m guessing it’s an explanation of how the current situation is a lose/lose deal for women, but we’ll see!

Carin Holmberg: Det kallas manshat. Previously translated this title as It’s called hating men, so I guess I’m sticking with that. Should be reread on a yearly basis at the very least; it’s been to long! (What’s with all these exclamation points!?!)

Simone de Beauvoir: The Second SexYesyes, I’m just piling up the classics.

Simone de Beauvoir: Letters to Sartre. This is an interesting book. It’s a compilation of letters from Simone to Sartre. What’s interesting about it the choice of translation. It…has to be experienced. There are some odd choices going on here. I don’t entirely approve. Which is why I’ve been reading it in section for literally years. Which is as good a reason to not finish it as any; if I still haven’t managed, why bother? But finally finishing it would feel like tying up lose ends.

Also found a favorite bookmark in one of the books, this brilliant magnetic one:

Also, sheeps!

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In my TBR

Back in January, I listed the books I was planning on reading this year. Let’s take this opportunity to review:

(The titles crossed out are the ones I’ve read.)

Catherine the Great by Robert K. Massie. Er. Not too sure I will in fact be reading this book anymore.

The Creation of Patriarchy by Gerda Lerner. Been looking for it, not going great.

Daughters of Isis by Joyce A. Tyldesley.

Den vita staden [The white city] by Karolina Ramqvist. I’ve got it in my Storytel bookshelf, one of these days…

Det är något som inte stämmer [Something’s not right] by Martina Haag. 

Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell.

Girl in a Band by Kim Godon.

Grejen med verb [The thing about verbs] by Sara Lövenstam. If I can be bothered reading on a screen..

Grundläggande studier i hoppfullhet och hopplöshet by Linn Spross. Again, that reading on a screen thing.

Hawthorne by Carol Goodman.

The Heart Goes Last by Margaret Atwood.

Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me? by Mindy Kaling.

Mr Darcy’s Diary by Amanda Grange.

The Opposite of Fate by Amy Tan.

Spectacles by Sue Perkins.

Vad ska en flicka göra? [What’s a girl to do?] by Annika Lantz.

Århundradets kärlekskrig [The love war of the century] by Ebba Witt-Brattström. 

Norrland by PO Tidholm.

Difficult Women by Roxane Gay. In the middle of it!


The H-Spot: The Feminist Persuit of Happiness by Jill Filipovic. 

House of Names by Colm Tóibín. I did start listening to it. I don’t know what to say. There is no way I can get through it.

I’m really good at making lists; less good at following through. I like to make lists, and then do something else.

In this case. I want to blame always finding new books that I’m insanely interested in. Couple of recent additions:

John Green’s Turtles All the Way Down. Why? I saw someone give it a terrible review; this always makes v. v. interested! It’s the main reason I read Twilight; everyone seemed to hate it.

Naomi Klein’s No Is Not Enough. Because it feels as if reading Klein is doing something good for your health.

Basically, my current TBR is the bookshelf in my book streaming service.


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Feminist Friday


When writing the topics for this week’s challenge, I thought for my Feminist Friday post I’d share a non-fiction work.

But then I realized that I’ve probably been harping on about Valerie Bryson’s Feminist Political Theory enough already.

Let’s talk about Liv Strömqvist instead!

I’ve mentioned her before, too, and revisiting her Hundra procent fett (English: One hundred percent fat) I’m sure this is a better option. Better option than anything.

If it was up to me, she’d get the Nobel Prize every year.

Why? Because she does what I want Naomi Klein to do; she presents an important message in bite-size, so that it can be consumed by those of us who aren’t exactly the sharpest of knives. Or lacking in the patience department. Or with other priorities. Whatever you want to call it.

Her format is just so damn clever.

It’s an easy read, and she’s funny, sarcastic, knowledgable, and her mix of feminism, anti-capitalism, and environmentalism is brilliant.

Let’s have a look at some of the ideas she presents!

How are women ever going to be able to take up more space in society if we’re constantly suffering from malnourishment while being mentally preoccupied with trying to control our eating?
I couldn’t decide if I was going to shave my legs before coming here or not … I compromised—I shaved one leg!
If we only told people the truth instead: THERE WILL BE NO CHANGE if third world “debt” is not canceled
…the patriarchal strategy of DIETING to keep women down…
To give my amazing beautiful body the food it needs every day is the beginning of the end of male rule.

Does it even need commenting on?

This week’s favorites


Arga Tanten (English: The Angry Lady). A blog about skincare run by a lady who is no longer in her 20s.

You might have noticed that any blog/channel/pod about skincare run by a lady over 30; it is my current obsession. This is no slight on 20-somethings; their concerns are different from mine.

As it so happens, this lady also has the tip of the week: let go of the cotton pads and just slap your products on using your hands. I can do that?!?

I was thinking of getting reusable cotton rounds, but I’ll def give this a go first; the fewer things the better, right?



Pre-spending diet, I managed to pick up two new NYX Lingerie lipsticks. I’m going sans foundation type product for now, and as it turns out, my favorite shade Corset looks terrible with my naked skin. So I did my research and found two colors that work well with my natural color: Exotic + Ruffle Trim

Another trick to make them work better with your natural color is to blot. (Maybe that’s just me? Maybe everyone else do blot their liquid lipsticks?)

The NYX Lingerie range remains a firm favorite for me. Stays on your lips, not sticky, only drying if you put on A TON (coincidentally why Beauty Mark works less well, because it’s patchy, and then you start to layer and that just does not end well and I’m so off topic. Never mind!), excellent shade range, I have no desire to try anything else because this works. I love it when you find something that works.

…what also works, when you leave home and forget all your lip products, is taking a (clean!) finger and putting shadow on your lips, top it off with some EOS lip balm. Just.  Saying.

Instagram account

This might be a bit of a weird one. I follow the food brand Saltåkvarn on Insta, and I’ve been loving their posts lately. There’s been lots of porridge posts lately. And. It just makes me very happy.

Especially when they turn porridge into dessert:


I’ve read Mr. Darcy’s Diary by Amanda Grange. Saw a few negative comments on GoodReads; how are there people not liking this book?? I’m basically in love! I love everything about it, including the size of the book, you know, that it’s more of a square than books tend to be?

I want more books like this!

I also need to mention Nina Hemmingsson’s På A svarar jag hej då. Feeling sorry for all of you who don’t speak Swedish and are missing out.


Spotify Discover Weekly has actually presented me with something quite brilliant. Had no intention of listening to it, but in my general undecided state as to what to listen to that particular day, Spotify started playing Emma Ruth Rundle and it was love at first sight.

It’s somewhere between Chelsea Wolfe and PJ Harvey. Have a listen!


Line in a song

Om vi nånsin behövt ett mirakel så kan det få komma nu.
(If we ever needed a miracle, now would be good)

Not so much the actual words as the delivery; I’m obsessed with the delivery.

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Currently reading


I’m reading two books: the fourth book in the Jessica Darling series, Fourth Comings, and Naomi Klein’s This Changes Everything.

Jessica Darling, I am reading primarily to not think. But if I was going to say something about it, it’s less problematic from a feminist point of view than the first three books. However. The narration choice is a weird one. Sometimes confusing. And this is my third read, mind you.

And yeah. Third read because I love it, as I think was previously established. So not complaining about it, it’s just an observation.

Naomi Klein’s book gives me so many thoughts it’s distracting. 

It took the book no more than an hour of listening to have me in a state of panic.

I can’t go on like this! I need to get my shit together! I have to stop driving to work, recycle more, buy second hand only, if at all, only buy local produce, never travel, stop dyeing my hair, chewing gum, buying fruit that cannot possibly come from anywhere but really fucking far away….I CAN’T HAVE TEA!?! oO

At the same time.

I don’t think the environmental crisis can be solved on an individual level. It’s a structural problem. We need policies, regulation, corporations to take responsibility. I think that is what Klein’s book says too. Can’t be too sure, my thoughts drift.

Also. The book makes me absolutely furious. It explains how corporations are free to roam and wreck havoc in whatever way they please, and we, as individuals, have to take responsibility, and try to do research which we probably haven’t got the time or energy to anyway, just because governments are too weak to lay down the law.

This conflicts with my general attitude that What the hell do I care? I don’t have kids. I don’t even have kids in any sort of close proximity in my daily life and so, if the world ends…what’s it to me?

I’ve thought about it. And what makes me care isn’t what happens or doesn’t happen to the Earth, but rather that I don’t approve of a small group of people being able to avoid any sort of responsibility, and instead dumps it on the rest of us. Taking responsibility for my own goddamn actions is hard enough! What is this?!

And when I don’t take on this responsibility dumped on me—I am vaguely aware that I frequently make poor choices in terms of environment—I feel guilty about it. Even if I’m not at all sure there is anything I can do, i.e. that there are choices I can make as an individual that make any sort of difference. Until proven otherwise, I believe in legislation and regulation. Whether or not my carrots are organic? The fuck difference does it make? (Well…organic carrots are much tastier, but that’s beside the point…)

I’m upset.

I’m also concerned that Klein’s book, the way it’s written, makes in inaccessible to the majority of people. It’s a brick. And it’s wordy. And even for me, who’s a semi-decent reader, it is a daunting read. We’re talking 20 + hours if you choose the audio version. That’s half a working week. The message of the book is too important to exclude most people. As I was saying, I’m concerned.

Those are some of the thoughts I have listening to this book. And I’m only a few hours in.

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