Tomorrow, I’m going to wonder what kind of crack I was on to decide to do this and think it was a good idea. But for now I (clearly) have the best header-image I have ever had on my blog.
It’s nearly 6AM and I should sleep.
More on The Lies of Locke Lamora because it’s so good, and I don’t think my brain is going to stop until I can get a hold of the next book or something. So, spoilers and such under the cut. And then a tangent.
It just struck me that Locke is unconventional as far as male-protagonists of fantasy series go. Which got me thinking about stereotypical female roles and all that fun stuff.
THE ‘READ MORE’ WARS: The Spoilers Continue.
It’s nearly 6AM and I should sleep.
More on The Lies of Locke Lamora because it’s so good, and I don’t think my brain is going to stop until I can get a hold of the next book or something. So, spoilers and such under the cut. And then a tangent.
It just struck me that Locke is unconventional as far as male-protagonists of fantasy series go. Which got me thinking about stereotypical female roles and all that fun stuff.
This book gave me some serious Book Highs (you know where a book effects you so strongly you’re some extreme giddy emotion for a while after setting it down? Yeah. Except that happened just about any time I set it down.) I don’t want to spoil anythingbecause so much of what makes this book good is not knowing anything.
I’d say that if I didn’t have things to do I wouldn’t have been able to put it down, except sometimes I had to put it down because I was worried I was going to explode from tension/excitement. No, seriously. It went beyond being a non-stop read into some weird realm of it’s-so-good-I-had-to-put-it-down. Figure that one out.
(To all those who read my last post on it: The writing did not get drunk and wind up face down in a slop-cart. The ending and climax were excellent.)
I’ve been reading this book called The Lies of Locke Lamora by a person named Scott Lynch. Maybe it’s because I’ve read some pretty mediocre books recently (they weren’t bad books, some of them I enjoyed for what they were, but they definitely weren’t impressively written books) but there are some things about this book - the writing - that just strike me as extremely clever. They probably stand as good examples of ‘How to Write’ and I’ve been wanting to ramble about some of these to get it out of my head but I don’t much want to bore any of my friends with it.
I’m about halfway through the book, and don’t much like spoilers (especially since this book got me to like it by tricking me) so if you have read it - please don’t say anything. If you haven’t, and plan to read it, and don’t like spoilers, then I seriously suggest reading no further, I am going to spoil the tar out of things I’ve encountered. (Seriously, it is so worth reading and I don’t want to spoil these things because not knowing made them so much better.)
(I apologize for anything not making sense or typos or insane grammatical errors, sort of wrote this quickly in one sitting.)
Speaking of,
This is an excellent read if you’re at all into fairy tales and fantasy settings, especially with a focus on fairies and magic. (And it doesn’t hurt to be into lesbians, too.)
The fun thing about reading books in one sitting
is that you notice the words the author really likes to use, or was in the habit of using at the time the book was being written (and was likely missed in the editing process).
For instance, at one point Malinda Lo gets pretty caught up on the word “ingenious(ly)” (in the later half of Huntress this is apparent). It’s fun.
Who’s the best character in Fablehaven
- Patton
- ….Patton
Excuse you, what about Hugo?
1: Patton2: Hugo
3: Lena
4: ….Patton
Whoa guys. I believe Raxtus deserves some props okay.
Okay.
Ok.
(But Patton. When is he getting his own series. FablePatton. Pattonhaven.)
Disappointing.
If only because it was not, as I was promised, “the saddest book ever”. (Other than being told this book was immensely saddening I went into this book blind, by the way. Worse than blind, I just thought it was a story about a guy and a girl who hook up under ‘normal’ circumstances. So it’s not like I got to steel myself for the topic beforehand.)
More seriously, this is a pretty good book. I feel a little odd about it, though, because while the topic is sad I’m not entirely sure the story is. It has touching moments, but they’re touching in a way that’s beautiful and not quite uplifting but something like it - ‘uplifting’ with less ‘up’ and less ‘lifting’. Stable, but a positive kind of stable. It’s not ‘hopeful’ it’s anything but, I’m sure the word to match the feeling will come to me in a few hours, or just before I go to sleep. Sad things happen, tragic, even, if we want to use slightly stronger words, but there’s something pervasively uplifting-but-not-uplifting about those things.
It is an incredibly odd feeling.
Also worth noting (I think, anyway): The narrative voice is not how John Green talks. I’ve only read Paper Towns and Will Grayson, Will Grayson but in both of those I found that the way he wrote was very much the way he speaks (or how he speaks in videos, at any rate) which is definitely not a bad thing but I had assumed it would be a Thing in all of his written works. I’m glad it’s not (despite not being a Bad Thing it is not a Thing I am much into).
I should probably stop writing these things directly after finishing books, my thoughts probably need more time to settle.
