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Father of Orphans

22.3.14


P.S. This book has some good reviews on amazon. Sometimes I like reading things not many others have read, so I do.

International Poetry Day

21.3.14


Because it is International Poetry Day today (and International Day of Forests and National Puppy Day (UK), incidentally*), and because I've already covered on my two favourite poems on here, I Googled:

“Whereas story is processed in the mind in a straightforward manner, poetry bypasses rational thought and goes straight to the limbic system and lights it up like a brushfire. It's the crack cocaine of the literary world.” 
― Jasper FfordeFirst Among Sequels (via Goodreads)


*Thereby allowing me previously unheard of special over-the-word-limit privileges.



The Father of Orphans

20.3.14


I read this years ago. I was thinking of it today.

The bit that still bothers me is not the book's doing: one character is black yet I didn't realise until some way in, because it didn't say so.

Every character, unless otherwise described, has my skin colour and voice.

The Musketeers, episode 8

18.3.14


'I can see you are a man of quick intelligence.'

These characters are dimensional and interesting and funny and true. Especially Constance. And Cardinal Richelieu who is certainly not a straight out bad guy.

The costumes are gorgeous. I want to live then so I can wear them.

Oh, the Places You'll Go!

16.3.14


This was read at my wedding, by my two brothers, a year ago today. Even though it's about Graduation, it's also about Big Things. And I like it.


Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You're off to Great Places!
You're off and away!

Keep reading...

The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, K

15.3.14


Knowledge [...] Sometimes there is the added twist that the Knowledge has been collected without your knowing it. In this case, you must have an inspiration before recognising it. A friendly WIZARD or TOUR MENTOR can help here. They will madden you, but they will give hints.

The Ocean at the End of the Lane

14.3.14


I actually read this between Anansi Boys and Neverwhere, but there was overlap.

It reminded me of all his stories; I believe entirely in it as the biography of the man who wrote them.