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1mirrani
Overall I enjoyed this book... There is a very cool thing when looking at the pages, where the chapter and book titles usually are, instead is the sum up of the page you're reading. Awesomeness. There were other, not so awesome things, like the moments when my mind wandered from the story. I couldn't figure out if it was just because I was distracted or if it was because the story was wandering away from the story.
The part of the apartment that the elevator opened onto had been furnished to serves as a reception area-cum-office technologically equipped, or so it looked, for a moon flight on a moment's notice. p13
I loved this. It reads confusing but enjoyable and humerus all at the same time.
"I hope this means..."
He seemed to try to find a way to say her name.
I tried to find away to say I understood.
So expressive, two such assholes. Such a way with words. p32
Yeah, there's language in here. A lot of it, but it didn't bother me. It's context with the character, you know? Little sections like this remind you what kind of character you're dealing with for the rest of the story. Of course we find out why things are as they are while we read along.
Talking about villains...
What makes them truly evil is not the fact that they /cannot/love, but that they can. p36
But when Lilith struck, she struck without warning--not like a train (which you can hear coming), not like a tornado (which gets its wind up) or like cyclones and hurricanes (ditto and ditto)--but like something that falls from the sky, which proves the existence of myths, and dead gods. p54-55
There's a way about this that tells you JUST how strong that love hit. I love it.
Whether it's the nine foot fish or a photograph of Uncle Buddy in his uniform or it's on the box of Wheaties or staring from the pages of/The Times-Dispatch/ every household has a photo somewhere, usually a photo of a wedding, or a Royal or a pope or a dead person. People oft eh middle classes even take possession of the lie, the essential photograph, one step further--they carry at least one in their pocket, in their wallets, on their person. I would even speculate that you are who you carry, you are known by what you frame--a good reporter can assemble a still life, a quick biography, sketched from the collected snapshots in a person's home. Snapshots first, then the bookshelves (if there are any), then the larder, then the medicine chest, then what's hanging in the closet tells the good reporter all he needs to know. p137
Awesome concept that I plan to run with at some time. It's true of course, and I /know/ it's true... But put this way it makes me want to sue it /more/ to my advantage.
I think that must have been a pretty awful thing to say to a little girl--okay to say to me, I was a boy, I had that guns-and-gizmos chromosome. p204
I thought this was a little sexist, knowing how the main character feels about his girlfriend being strong and not owning a dress and all. He gets off on how unwomanly she is... on how she can bust her way through situations and whatnot... but then something like this gets thrown in your face... Hm... Not believable as a line, I think.
Once you write about a place you fix it; then it disappears, and your written words remain as ghost towns, or worse, play things, toy villages, not history but a science fiction. p238
There is much more to this thought, but boy did the whole thing get me to thinking. Especially since I enjoy writing and creating ideas from my own mind and whatnot.
The end of the book was good and it sort of came full circle, but I don't know that I was really all that satisfied with how it turned out. It's almost like you need to read a book following this one that tells all about life after events that happened... which were very major. When you just stop in the middle of something like that... Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't... This is one of those that maybe does a little of both, maybe a little more of the working side.
Review will follow. I've got a /lot/ of back work to do. :P
The part of the apartment that the elevator opened onto had been furnished to serves as a reception area-cum-office technologically equipped, or so it looked, for a moon flight on a moment's notice. p13
I loved this. It reads confusing but enjoyable and humerus all at the same time.
"I hope this means..."
He seemed to try to find a way to say her name.
I tried to find away to say I understood.
So expressive, two such assholes. Such a way with words. p32
Yeah, there's language in here. A lot of it, but it didn't bother me. It's context with the character, you know? Little sections like this remind you what kind of character you're dealing with for the rest of the story. Of course we find out why things are as they are while we read along.
Talking about villains...
What makes them truly evil is not the fact that they /cannot/love, but that they can. p36
But when Lilith struck, she struck without warning--not like a train (which you can hear coming), not like a tornado (which gets its wind up) or like cyclones and hurricanes (ditto and ditto)--but like something that falls from the sky, which proves the existence of myths, and dead gods. p54-55
There's a way about this that tells you JUST how strong that love hit. I love it.
Whether it's the nine foot fish or a photograph of Uncle Buddy in his uniform or it's on the box of Wheaties or staring from the pages of/The Times-Dispatch/ every household has a photo somewhere, usually a photo of a wedding, or a Royal or a pope or a dead person. People oft eh middle classes even take possession of the lie, the essential photograph, one step further--they carry at least one in their pocket, in their wallets, on their person. I would even speculate that you are who you carry, you are known by what you frame--a good reporter can assemble a still life, a quick biography, sketched from the collected snapshots in a person's home. Snapshots first, then the bookshelves (if there are any), then the larder, then the medicine chest, then what's hanging in the closet tells the good reporter all he needs to know. p137
Awesome concept that I plan to run with at some time. It's true of course, and I /know/ it's true... But put this way it makes me want to sue it /more/ to my advantage.
I think that must have been a pretty awful thing to say to a little girl--okay to say to me, I was a boy, I had that guns-and-gizmos chromosome. p204
I thought this was a little sexist, knowing how the main character feels about his girlfriend being strong and not owning a dress and all. He gets off on how unwomanly she is... on how she can bust her way through situations and whatnot... but then something like this gets thrown in your face... Hm... Not believable as a line, I think.
Once you write about a place you fix it; then it disappears, and your written words remain as ghost towns, or worse, play things, toy villages, not history but a science fiction. p238
There is much more to this thought, but boy did the whole thing get me to thinking. Especially since I enjoy writing and creating ideas from my own mind and whatnot.
The end of the book was good and it sort of came full circle, but I don't know that I was really all that satisfied with how it turned out. It's almost like you need to read a book following this one that tells all about life after events that happened... which were very major. When you just stop in the middle of something like that... Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't... This is one of those that maybe does a little of both, maybe a little more of the working side.
Review will follow. I've got a /lot/ of back work to do. :P
3cedargrove
When we talked about this book, I liked the idea of the summary at the page-head. I still do :D
There's a way about this that tells you JUST how strong that love hit. I love it. Likes that bit in your notes too :)
I want to see how you're going to run with the concept of the photo-snapshot thing... I love it, and I'm sure you'll come up with something awesome about it. Same with the comment about writing and fixing a place. Certainly is thought provoking.
There's a way about this that tells you JUST how strong that love hit. I love it. Likes that bit in your notes too :)
I want to see how you're going to run with the concept of the photo-snapshot thing... I love it, and I'm sure you'll come up with something awesome about it. Same with the comment about writing and fixing a place. Certainly is thought provoking.
