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42.

The Robber Bride, by Margaret Atwood.
Can't say much on this one so far, as I've only just started reading it.

41.

Der Umgang der nationalsozialistischen Justiz mit Homosexuellen, Carola von Bülow.
A very interesting dissertation on how the national socialist justice system treated homosexuals which I am only counting as a book because it's too long to count as an essay. Not exactly unexpected findings, although it's always amazing with what kind of craptastic arguments people can come up with to justify why homophobia is just the thing. It tends to be in keeping with the politics of the day, here it's the fact that male homosexuals undermine power structures, lure poor innocent children and of course undermine the Aryan breeding scheme. Take out the Aryan breeding and it's what fundies are saying today.
It can even be found online here.

40.

Zeit der Maskierung - Lebensgeschichten lesbischer Frauen im dritten Reich, Claudia Schoppman.
Great book that contains autobiographical notes on lesbian women during the third Reich of all kinds - very different women and truly alarming stories, as autobiographies from that time tend to contain.
It's sad to think that in the twenties, everything was looking up for homosexuals, especially life in the bigger cities - especially Berlin and Hamburg, in parts - had just become more liberal and open-minded, and that in the third Reich everything was crushed again. The Nazis had very much the same opinion on homosexuals Christian fundies have today. Verbatim, sometimes. Makes me wonder how  many of them read Himmler's speeches under the covers.

39.

Glenraven II, by Marion Zimmer Bradley.
Awful. I hated it. Although I developed a thing for the Kintari, there were just too many things that really pissed me off - not only the - at least I thought they were- overdone reaction to the lone Wicca, the glorification of murder and handguns really, really got to me. This is exactly the kind of element Fantasy can do without.
What also made my mind boggle was the fact that the translation is called "In the Shadow of the Castle" or something to that effect - only - which castle? There was not one castle, unless the destroyed shopping mall counts. Or the Ruddy Smeachwykke which features in the last five or so chapters.

38.

Glenraven, by Marion Zimmer Bradley.
I used to love her books as a child. Some elements in this story are just so dreadfully forced and just clonk along (how do I get my North Carolinian heroine into a magical medieval valley in Europe? I know! I have her be "just drawn towards" a magically enchanted Fodor's travel guide. Did not really work for me.), but when the story is up and running, there are really nice things in it and it made me remember why I liked her so much. Although maybe that's just Matthiall.