I forgot to pay the martial arts instructor. D’oh!
I realized that while I had cut-and-pasted all the invites for Fancy Friday into DMs yesterday, I never hit return and thus send! Do’h!!
I walked with M.
I did the three mile loop by myself.
I read the second Earthsinger book — that was a meatgrinder, however, expected because it was set largely in Lagrimar before the Mantle falls — think, sorta like North Korea or some other horrifying cult-of-personality but with a demigod like ruler who lives for hundreds of years and is kinda a magic vampire. That is a _dark_ book, however, it has some of the most interesting magic systems intersecting with each other. L Penelope creates an amazing cast of characters that move through the book chronologically (chapter by chapter changes in viewpoint character and point of view — that’s actually really neat and not as jarring as one might imagine it would be), and whose paths intersect and cross each other, sometimes _with_ the characters meeting up, sometimes each being in a particular places earlier or later than the other character, and sometimes you realize their paths crossed because they figure it out but other times because other people notice, and sometimes, you the reader know but no one else in the story seems to (altho maybe one of the godlike creatures). It is a delightfully complex creation, altho full of really intense and chronic pain of all sorts.
Do not go into this lightly.
I realized that while I had cut-and-pasted all the invites for Fancy Friday into DMs yesterday, I never hit return and thus send! Do’h!!
I walked with M.
I did the three mile loop by myself.
I read the second Earthsinger book — that was a meatgrinder, however, expected because it was set largely in Lagrimar before the Mantle falls — think, sorta like North Korea or some other horrifying cult-of-personality but with a demigod like ruler who lives for hundreds of years and is kinda a magic vampire. That is a _dark_ book, however, it has some of the most interesting magic systems intersecting with each other. L Penelope creates an amazing cast of characters that move through the book chronologically (chapter by chapter changes in viewpoint character and point of view — that’s actually really neat and not as jarring as one might imagine it would be), and whose paths intersect and cross each other, sometimes _with_ the characters meeting up, sometimes each being in a particular places earlier or later than the other character, and sometimes you realize their paths crossed because they figure it out but other times because other people notice, and sometimes, you the reader know but no one else in the story seems to (altho maybe one of the godlike creatures). It is a delightfully complex creation, altho full of really intense and chronic pain of all sorts.
Do not go into this lightly.