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Haha, poor Rothfuss. Book 3 better be amazing at this point.
I've been a big King fan for a long time, but it's been a while since he's put out truly great stuff. It's been pretty much mediocre work for 10+ years. |
Sisters of Glass by DW St John (sci-fi) - absolutely recommend
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Sanderson is amazing.
Even other writers will talk about what a freak he is. They're amazed at his prolific nature. Just a gift. I love Patrick Rothfuss. Some of my favorite passages in fiction are from his desk (The opening scene setting that describes Kvothe at his bar, re: the parts of silence, is quite possibly the best opening chapter I've ever read). I also feel for him. He hit a rut and just can't get out of it. That's tough. The Waystone Inn lay in silence, and it was a silence of three parts. The most obvious part was a hollow, echoing quiet, made by things that were lacking. If there had been a wind it would have sighed through the trees, set the inn’s sign creaking on its hooks, and brushed the silence down the road like trailing autumn leaves. If there had been a crowd, even a handful of men inside the inn, they would have filled the silence with conversation and laughter, the clatter and clamor one expects from a drinking house during the dark hours of the night. If there had been music…but no, of course there was no music. In fact there were none of these things, and so the silence remained. Inside the Waystone a pair of men huddled at one corner of the bar. They drank with quiet determination, avoiding serious discussions of troubling news. In doing these they added a small, sullen silence to the lager, hollow one. It made an alloy of sorts, a counterpoint. The third silence was not an easy thing to notice. If you listened for an hour, you might begin to feel it in the wooden floor underfoot and in the rough, splintering barrels behind the bar. It was in the weight of the black stone hearth that held the heat of a long-dead fire. It was in the slow back and forth of a white linen cloth rubbing along the grain of the bar. And it was in the hands of the man who stood there, polishing a stretch of mahogany that already gleamed in the lamplight. The man had true-red hair, red as flame. His eyes were dark and distant, and he moved with the subtle certainty that comes from knowing many things. The Waystone was his, just as the third silence was his. This was appropriate, as it was the greatest silence of the three, wrapping the others inside itself. It was deep and wide as autumn’s ending. It was heavy as a great river-smooth stone. It was the patient, cut-flower sound of a man who is waiting to die. |
Finished Erikson's new Malazan Book, the god is not willing.
https://steven-erikson.org/the-god-is-not-willing/ That was a damn good book. If you have read any of the Malazan book of the fallen, you need to read this book. My god. Absolutely nails it. |
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I’m going to re-read once I finish Wheel of Time. I really enjoyed it. I think I
Spoiler!
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I wish Erickson was writing the next book in this trilogy next instead of the Kharkanos third book. |
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Glad I did. Amazing. How can I keep falling in love with his characters? And yeah, I really want book 2 now. |
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And now I'm thinking of re reading Malazan (Ian C. Esslemont books included) The end of unwilling God, with the consequences of what your wrote in the spoiler, was hard to read and wildly fascinating. Freaking malazan marines. They truly do give a shit. |
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BTW, www.bookdepository.com is where I always buy Erickson's books because they are released months ahead of when the US editions finally arrive. |
Halfway through both of these both are great.
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Isn't Skyward a YA novel?
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