October 03, 2025

Offbeat Offline: September 2025


Welcome to Offbeat Offline, where I bring you up-to-date with what went on in my life during the month just gone, give you a sneak peek of my next shenanigans, and share my favourite posts of late!

What happened last month to yours truly? My husband finally venturing out, a medical appointment and a whole lot of laziness. Seriously, one would think that this was one of my hiatus months (which, counterintuitively, were full of reading/reviewing activity)...I barely read (and reviewed) and lost too much time playing tiles games. I need to get back on track...I mean, with my life as a whole...but more of this below.


📚 WHERE DID THE MONTH GO? As I said, I barely read (well, I barely did anything at all). I did read and review the last of my ARCs (last until I downloaded the ones below, that is 😅), but it took me ten days to sit down and write a MINI review for it. Procrastination, my old friend.

Approvals (2):
Penny's abusive father is dead…but she still hears his voice in her head, encouraging her to hurt those around her. She can't go to school or be around her friends or even draw with a sharp pencil without her intrusive thoughts urging her toward violence. Desperate to get a handle on her OCD, she agrees to spend the summer at Camp Whitewood—an exclusive therapy retreat in the woods.
She feels optimistic when she arrives. The other girls all have their reasons for being there, which makes Penny feel a little less alone. But then she starts seeing things that can't possibly be there: the gold watch her father was buried with, his favorite whiskey spilled on her cabin floor...a terrifying figure she calls the Shadow Man looming at the foot of her bed. Penny thinks she is losing her mind, but when a girl goes missing, and is later found dead, it's clear that whatever is happening at Camp Whitewood isn't all in her head.
As the hallucinations become increasingly intense and more girls wind up dead, Penny must work with whoever is left standing to figure out what is real before the Shadow Man uses their traumas against them and claims their lives.
  • That the Dead May Rest by Karen A. Wyle (Adult, afterlife, urban fantasy - again, not a real approval, because it was Read Now on NG)
After a life of peril and fear, Millie has reached the peace, beauty, and security of the afterlife. But one day, when she is performing her glad duty of welcoming a new spirit, that spirit recoils from her in horror — because her body had become a zombie, and had brutally killed him.
As more spirits make the same terrible discovery, they ask themselves, and each other: is this somehow my fault? When will it end? And finally: what can we do? Is there anything we can do to stop this?
And are there people among the living who can help them to do it?


Reads (2...oops?):
The daughter of a former computer scientist who's hiding from his past gets involved in the same technology he contributed to creating - one that can rewrite the user's experiences - and once trapped into the program itself, must battle corporate overlords and unbury the truth about her own life, in a literal trip down memory lane. An intriguing sci-fi/thriller/coming-of-age blend with a few flaws - but I came for the dreamscape/memoryscape, and I have no complaints about that. Brilliant.
  • Catfish Rolling by Clara Kumagai (YA, magical realism – reread [pub. 2023])
Years after an earthquake so powerful that it cracked time itself - taking her mother - Japanese/Canadian Sora is still searching for her in the zones where time flows differently, until her father disappears as well, and she has to venture deeper into the dangerous spaces where times goes awry to get him back. On a basic level, it's a sci-fantasy-meets-coming-of-age story with a mixed race protagonist at its center; but scratch that surface and you'll have a story about coping with grief, preserving memories as opposed to clinging to them, respecting/making peace with the environment we live in, being able to accept the things we can't change. Plus it's a love letter to post-quake Japan, the fractured time a metaphor for the different ways (speeds) in which its people react to such a disaster. A quiet gem.


Reviews (1...oops again?):
  • Opposite World by Elizabeth Ann Martins (see above)
Mini review coming in November.

Here are my scheduled reviews for this month:


Reviews aside, I have a Tell Me Something Tuesday round-up scheduled for Tue. 28th, in which I answer all the October questions. In the meantime, here's the TMST prompt list for the month of October, in case you want to join in:

  • October 7th: What's a movie or TV show that you'd recommend to everyone?
  • October 14th: Has a book ever ignited a hobby/passion in you? (a question I submitted)
  • October 21sth: What’s something you rebelled against as a kid? (a question I submitted)
  • October 28th: What was your favorite Halloween (or cosplay) costume? *Bonus for photos!


🚶‍♂️STEPPING OUT. So, my husband finally started to go out again. He drives me around and goes for small tasks (like buying bread), always by car of course. He still spends lots of time in bed because the pain is real, but we're definitely in a better place than the last three years...Here's hoping things will keep improving - it's about time. I mean, he'll never be able to go back to being as functional as he was before - which wasn't much to begin with - but there's still some leeway...

🤗 FANCY MEETING YOU HERE. I ran into a high school friend for the first time in...20 years, maybe? We genuinely liked each other as teens (I don't mean romantically), so it was nice. The bad part (from my perspective, that is) is that since his marriage ended (10 years ago) and he got the chance to retire early (a couple of years ago), he started a whirlwind of hobbies and activities that made me feel the dead weight of my stupid life even more. He took up swimming, bought a motorcycle and started visiting other countries left and right, and even became a sommelier - which, again, led him to travel a lot and put him in contact with a number of national and international celebrities. It's funny, because I could still recognise the boy I met in high school - the smile, the spontaneity, the niceness - except back then I would never have imagined he had all those other things in him. He tried to make me feel better about my stupid life (see above), reminding me that he hadn't exactly had a career either (he used to be a bus driver) and his marriage went wrong, but heck, the whole time I was thinking, how did I throw all my chances away and found myself in this hellhole? Other people LIVE, dammit. They did/do something with their existence. I mean, I'm happy for him, but I've been feeling more down than ever after that encounter...


🩺 HEAL THE PAIN. I went to the orthopedist for a hip pain problem I've had for a while. He said it's due to an inflamed tendon and advised me to get laser or ultrasound therapy...except the last time I tried to get one of those, the doctor in charge refused to administer them because I have CLL - despite my hematologist telling me that in my case there were no risks involved (with a tumor affecting an organ the bad cells might be stimulated, but that doesn't happen with blood), and no matter that the first time I had gotten ultrasounds a couple of years before, no one had batted an eye. I suppose this particualr doctor wanted to stay on the safe side, but what the hell. So I guess I'll talk to my hematologist again when I see her in November, and ask if she's willing to sign some kind of document that states I can get the therapy I need...

😶‍🌫️ GET A GRIP. Last but not least...as I said above, I squandered this month like I did my previous three-month hiatus, and this has got to stop. For years now (especially since my husband became bedridden) I've been overwhelmed by the sheer amount of things I had to take care of, and basically turned my head the other way as often as I could...but those things don't go away - on the contrary, they become a pile, and thus I feel even more overwhelmed, and well...wash, rinse, repeat. Not to mention, I've started to look for ways to procrastinate my blogging activities as well, wasting my time with compulsory gaming and social media scrolling instead of, you know, reading and reviewing. So I decided I had hit rock bottom and I needed to crawl back up from this hole. I need discipline. And I need focus. And I need to gather all my strength, inner and outer. Cheer for me?


PUBLISHING NEWS/TIPS

None this month.

THINK-PIECES, DISCUSSIONS, ORIGINAL FICTION

REVIEWS/RECOMMENDATIONS

OTHER

    That's it for now. My next post will be up on October 6th, and it will be the review for When We Talk to the Dead by Ian Chorão I mentioned above.

    So, what were your highs/lows in the past month?

    20 comments:

    1. So glad to hear your husband is getting out some. I'm sure even small steps like that are a vast improvement so I hope it does continue. It's nice you met up with an old high school friend. I'm sorry it made you bum out a bit afterwards but remember, we see only what people want to show us so his life may not be everything he said.

      My mom has been in A-fib for the past two months continually. It started with an end of July ER visit and she finally had a shock procedure which put it back on rhythm this past Tuesday. She has been completely exhausted but at least her free-loading boyfriend has stepped up. As much as he drives me crazy, he is good when she is having medical issues. Mr. Barb also had an out-patient procedure 2 weeks ago to see if there was a cyst/tumor on his bladder but turns out that was okay. I'm done with hospitals - at least I hope.

      Not sure what I read in September but I just kept rolling. Hope we both have wonderful Octobers!

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      1. "we see only what people want to show us so his life may not be everything he said"
        That's true...but for me, it's more like, hey, everybody has a life, someone even a good life, and I...didn't do anything with mine. I don't want "his" life...just one. But I made a bunch of wrong choices (or no choices at all), and here I am, nearing my sixties with nothing to show for it.

        So many hospital visits! Well, at least your mother's boyfriend is willing (and able) to take care of her. I'd call it a redeeming quality 😉. I hope the procedure will prove to be successful in time and your mom won't need an intervention! And you had a good scare with Mr. Barb - thank goodness everything turned up OK!

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    2. Lots of people made me feel bad I'm not doing more in my life but what can you do? We shouldn't compare ourselves to others but it's human nature to do so. What annoys me more is people like 16 year olds having careers while the rest older folks are hating ourselves for not doing the same. Just remember even if people are living a great life and doing a million amazing things, they will still sometimes have doubts and regrets like the rest of us.

      I'm glad to hear your husband is doing better. Any good news is always nice. There are enough good news on the news.

      Responsibility can pile up and it's harder to deal when you're not in the mood to do deal with them. I hope you will have all the strength to do the things needed. I'm cheering you on and hoping words are enough.

      I feel like time is speeding up because just when it's the beginning of the month, the next moment, the month's over. I think I had an very unproductive September and yet, I'm loath to admit or maybe not, I was lazy and I had little regret. I did a lot of reading and watching the screen because I can't bring myself to do the things needed. But there's always next time, I guess.

      Have a lovely day.

      P.S. thanks for linking my blog twice.

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      1. "Just remember even if people are living a great life and doing a million amazing things, they will still sometimes have doubts and regrets like the rest of us."
        I'm sure he has some regarding his imploded marriage...and who knows, many more besides that...but he's got a life - while I made so many wrong choices (mostly because I was shy, afraid, clueless) and ended up with only a semblance of a life. I've barely visited a handful of places in my own country, gotten a job that I ended up hating and that never paid enough, been laid off the aforementioned job...and a number of other things I can't/won't go into detail about. I squandered all my potential, got frozen in place, and now I only have my books and my (tiny and obscure) blog. So, I mean, I really appreciate your words (and Barb's above), and I know they're true, but talking with...most people nowadays makes me feel even more of a failure than I already do on a daily basis, and for a good reason.

        It sounds like your September was similar to mine, more or less...sometimes being lazy is necessary, to recharge and be kind to ourselves. In my case, I've been lazy for too long (though part of it was more like being tired), so I need to get my ass in gear.

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    3. I'm sorry that meeting the old friend made you feel more down. I get it. I'm glad your husband is doing better. That is really good news.

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    4. I am glad that your husband is getting out more, that is wonderful! I am, however, very sorry that you are feeling so down. I think, especially in this age of social media, that everyone else is leading the lives we wish we had, but so much of that is smoke and mirrors, you know? I am glad that your friend was honest about the not-so-glamorous parts, because they definitely are real. I too envy folks who are off globetrotting and achieving all the goals, but the truth is, sometimes we have circumstances that don't allow us that. And it sucks and sometimes really hurts. But it just means our lives are *different*, not less than, you know? We see all these examples of what we "should" want to do, and yeah, your friend's life fits those Instagram images. But like, maybe he is really lonely, and his friends are just superficial, or he wishes he had more downtime at home with loved ones! My point is, it definitely hurts to want those parts of life we don't have, but be gentle with yourself and remind yourself that a lot of times, people are just showing the shiny good parts, and not the rough (or even just mundane!) bits that make up most of life!

      I am feeling much like you in terms of reading and reviewing, in that I cannot seem to hah. I just have no time (and like you, I am not exactly doing anything exciting- I actually just feel like a wrung-out dishrag heh) and then I feel guilty, and on and on it goes. I am very curious to read your thoughts on Opposite World and The Last Soul especially!

      Take care of yourself, and hang in there ♥♥

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      1. Your words are wise, and I appreciate them! But my life is actually "less than", because I've done nothing with it. And I don't mean the globetrotting part or whatever...I'm missing all the fundamental pieces that make a life a life. And it's not due to circumstances, but to my incapability of making the right choices, of trying for the things that I "thought" I wasn't comfortable with, of actually making friends, etc. I've spent almost 60 years in a cage, making do with scraps, because it was the easy choice, and there's nothing I can do about it now. Believe me, things are worse than my monthly recaps can lead you all to think...

        But you don't have time to read and review (more) for valid reasons...not because you're wasting it with tiles games or whatever LOL. Now, I'm sure you don't have any reason to feel guilty. I still think you're a superheroine, managing life with two kids, a demanding job and all the reading and reviewing you can squeeze into your crazy schedule!

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    5. Three years is a long journey. I am glad to hear your husband is making progress. Wow! I felt your story about running into your high school friend in my bones. It's why I avoid reunions and Facebook and such. I hope they can help with your hip pain. ((HUGS))

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      1. Well, at least you have a good and steady job, and you travel the world once or twice a year with your kid...I think those are great achievements 😀👍. What should I tell them? I worked for a radio station only a few people listened too until I was laid off? I spent a week in Rome more than 30 years ago? But I get it - most people aren't very likely to find staying at home reading and blogging about books for fun very glamorous...

        Thank you - hugs very appreciated 💚.

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    6. I think social media scrolling and playing games is a way to de-stress, at least for me. I make bargains with myself to get things done: finish writing a review and then play some mindless phone games for an hour!

      Everyone has regrets about life, I certainly do, so you aren't alone. Hang in there, and I hope you get the urge back to blog, because I love reading your reviews😁

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      1. De-stress, exactly. Only, I usually take it too far LOL. I should adopt your method...

        Knowing that I'm not alone in the regret department helps, even if I am, objectively, in a worse position than most. But I'll most definitely soldier on and try to keep that blogging spark alive at least...thanks for the review compliment, BTW! 💚 I love reading yours as well.

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    7. Well I am glad your husband is starting to get out and about. It really is a great improvement. Sorry to hear about your hip. My hips and legs and feet hurt a lot these days (age!). I have an appointment with the orthopedist later this month. I'm sorry the encounter with your old friend left you down. Do you think you'll keep in touch?

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      1. Maybe in your case it's half due to old age and half to all the exercise you do moving furniture! 😉 At least here's hoping...

        My friend mentioned a reunion of our class that had taken place a couple of years ago, and asked me if I had been informed. I told him I hadn't because I don't have a FB account. He offered to exchange numbers in case it happened again, but I excused myself by saying that meeting all the old friends and seeing their accomplishments would make me feel too small - that's where he tried to make me feel better about it, but I guess he understood, because he didn't press the matter.

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    8. Thanks for the link!!!

      Roberta, you rock. I know what it's like to always be down on yourself and comparing yourself to other people - I do it constantly - but there's always someone who has it better, and there's always someone who has it worse.

      But the thing is - no-one else has lived your life, ok? We're all doing the best we can with the lives we're living.

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      1. I truly appreciate your words, but see...I most certainly didn't do the best I could with my life, and that's why I'm in this situation. I wasn't (just) unlucky, and heaven knows I wasn't disadvantaged, even coming from a working-class family: I was stupid. I wasted all my chances to have a life worth living - and I don't only mean in the job department. I've been in survival mode for...oh, decades. And now it's late (for real - I can't undo the choices I made when I was a teen or a young woman and make new ones at 59). I don't need to compare myself to other people to know I've failed - it just stings a little bit worse when I do. But I'm not used to people telling me that I rock, so that made me feel elated for a second 😅💚.

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      2. 'I wasted all my chances to have a life worth living' - Roberta, every life is a life worth living. And you do rock <3

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      3. Eh...mine is subpar in ways you, and everyone who reads my blog, can't even imagine (because there are so many things I don't feel like sharing). But thank you 🧡.

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