Didn't get much reading done, but I did finish Sabriel, which ended better than it started. It was slow going at first, I just couldn't get into it. But my mind was steady on vacation and somehow I could concentrate. In terms of writing style, it kind of bored me at first, but it did have a lot of similes, some very good ones and very few I didn't like. The story and world were acceptable, but the rules of the magic seemed hazy to me. Vague. I was kind of left hanging by a thread to see how things would be accomplished, unable to predict anything for myself, which is frustrating and in the end anticlimatic. Whatever though, I can still see why people like it. I may decide to read the rest of the Abhorsen series, but we'll just see.
However, I did manage to read a really awesome Gothic vampire novel called The Revenants. Captivating, thought-provoking, emotionally stirring, and beautifully written, it encompassed almost everything I look for in a good classic horror. I devoured it in scattered periods of about five hours total, as it provided excellent escapism to my current cheery, shallow atmosphere of the time. That's what good books do, I suppose.
Now I'm doing some light reading with a short historical fiction called There Will Be Wolves before I delve into Salem's Lot and then perhaps some Dragonlance. In a word: crap. Total crap. It's bland, boring, childish, and not to mention culturally inaccurate for the time period while still remaining true to some historical events. I won't get into the gritty details though. Waste of time and energy. I'll have to finish it, even though I never finished The Theif Lord for some of the same reasons. So boring, but that probably has something to do with it being so far below my reading level. I might return to that though. The end is always better than the beginning. Wolves can't get any worse, so I'll just keep going till it gets better, I guess.
Gah! Enough ranting about books.
I haven't gotten around to unpacking yet, but it's weighing on my mind with people coming to clean the house tomorrow. Back to the old problems, ya? The old silly conflicts. The news, the gossip, the chores, the wasted hours. Summer will be what I make it. That's right, more responsibility.
I think I'll go see King Arthur now. Not entirely excited about anything but the battles (which will be overdone, I'm sure), but it's kind of a must-see for me and my Athurian legend fanhood. Perhaps I'll post a review later on my Xanga, perhaps not. I'm no historian, and I know the legends are open to all kinds of interpretation, but mine's the best for me and turning Guinivere (Gwenhwyfar!) into a scantily-clad fighting machine is just plain wrong. The Romanizing sucks too.
Me and my pessimistic self.
However, I did manage to read a really awesome Gothic vampire novel called The Revenants. Captivating, thought-provoking, emotionally stirring, and beautifully written, it encompassed almost everything I look for in a good classic horror. I devoured it in scattered periods of about five hours total, as it provided excellent escapism to my current cheery, shallow atmosphere of the time. That's what good books do, I suppose.
Now I'm doing some light reading with a short historical fiction called There Will Be Wolves before I delve into Salem's Lot and then perhaps some Dragonlance. In a word: crap. Total crap. It's bland, boring, childish, and not to mention culturally inaccurate for the time period while still remaining true to some historical events. I won't get into the gritty details though. Waste of time and energy. I'll have to finish it, even though I never finished The Theif Lord for some of the same reasons. So boring, but that probably has something to do with it being so far below my reading level. I might return to that though. The end is always better than the beginning. Wolves can't get any worse, so I'll just keep going till it gets better, I guess.
Gah! Enough ranting about books.
I haven't gotten around to unpacking yet, but it's weighing on my mind with people coming to clean the house tomorrow. Back to the old problems, ya? The old silly conflicts. The news, the gossip, the chores, the wasted hours. Summer will be what I make it. That's right, more responsibility.
I think I'll go see King Arthur now. Not entirely excited about anything but the battles (which will be overdone, I'm sure), but it's kind of a must-see for me and my Athurian legend fanhood. Perhaps I'll post a review later on my Xanga, perhaps not. I'm no historian, and I know the legends are open to all kinds of interpretation, but mine's the best for me and turning Guinivere (Gwenhwyfar!) into a scantily-clad fighting machine is just plain wrong. The Romanizing sucks too.
Me and my pessimistic self.
