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All my public entries are about books these days, so please have another one!

I finished The Thief a few days ago. It's been a book batted around as a really good novel, but I never got round to it (so credit must go to [livejournal.com profile] kmo_lj who recced it again.)

The novel begins with Gen, a prisoner in the Sounis king's prison, where he's been languishing for months. The door to his jail opens and he's told that he's wanted by the magus. Gen was arrested for bragging in public he was thief who could steal anything (and did), but the magus wants him for some purpose, so he packs Gen on a horse and they leave the city alongside a few other characters--Pol, a soldier, and Ambiades and Sophos, two young men apprenticed to the magus. Slowly the magus reveals that he wants Gen to steal Hamaithes's Gift, a stone that in legend was given as a gift by one of the gods as a sign of divine right to rule. The novel is a mix of Gen and party moving through to Attolia (where Hamaithes's Gift is hidden) and Gen's telling of the myths.

The reveal! Holy cow! Reveals, plural, actually. I don't think I've ever read a book that's in first person all the way through and still has such a big surprise/revelation about the main character at the end. Most authors end up dropping at least some kind of biographical information to give insight into the character's motivations, which were almost completely lacking, though of course I never realized till the actual reveal happened. That is so cool. First person tends to talk about the thoughts and opinions of the person whose perspective is written from (sometimes as a clumsy way to do exposition or scene description) so it is really cool.

I also really enjoyed the writing. Some of the characters sounded very YA--they seemed to have some simplistic reactions and such (e.g. the magus was really rather trusting)--but Gen was very engaging and the reveal especially gave a lot more depth. The writing wasn't terse or spare or anything, but it dropped words exactly where they were needed--it was very deft, not a word out of place. Gen was always very dry, and I loved his narration. She also did a really great job with the scene where Gen walks into the cavern. When he first enters he nearly has a heart attack, thinking that there are people inside, then realizes they were statues--and then realizes in an even more heart-stopping moment that they aren't merely alive, they are truly the gods of myth. What a moment!

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Currently reading, and quick discussion of article talking about hard science fiction )
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Seven hundred and fifty words on that Somerville fic*, and now I'm horribly depressed. Not in the clinical sense, merely in the way that one might feel if a great hand had pushed one's face into the ground for a long time. Pressed. Flattened. Saddened, even.

Oh, I want to write fancies. I want to be like L M Montgomery and revel like she did in the gorgeousness of her surroundings; I've lived and breathed in picturesque scenes enough. I want to write whimsies and delight and I want to pass that to others. Delight - that's the word. I want to make beautiful things and live among them.

"Yes; but if dryads are foolish they must take the consequences, just as if they were real people," said Paul gravely. "Do you know what I think about the new moon, teacher? I think it is a little golden boat full of dreams."

"And when it tips on a cloud some of them spill out and fall into your sleep."

"Exactly, teacher. Oh, you do know. And I think the violets are little snips of the sky that fell down when the angels cut out holes for the stars to shine through. And the buttercups are made out of old sunshine; and I think the sweet peas will be butterflies when they go to heaven."

What comes out in original fiction is dystopian, fear-filled stories. What comes out is long stories about forgiveness and sadness and inevitability of fate, and human contact and interaction. Human! The glamour of the doomed. Ick.

It's not even that I had an excuse. I had a happier, sheltered childhood than anyone might have deserved, other than the part about my eyes, I suppose. But all my fancies were of adventures and epic fantasy and it's not put me in good stead.

At any rate, I'm going to work on the Phanuel/Rogier fic instead. Because that one is at least going to have a happy resolution. Mrfjgh. Tomorrow will be sunshiny and I will feel better.

*Percy Somerville, a character in the Kushiel series, is executed for treason after being imprisoned over the winter. His son abjures him and takes his wife's family as his house. The doomed factor is really quite dispiriting.
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I absolutely refuse, my dear, to regard the world as black and white, and to have a firm opinion that sits on only one side for every issue. I will be relativist and consider each circumstance individually in real life--I'll just pick a side in your essays, that's all.

You know what? I am not going to make a snap judgment about everyone on this planet (the question was, "Are women more democratic than men?" [out of a video about democracy; this was right out of left field]) based on my experiences--a sample size so statistically insignificant it might as well not even exist. I'm sorry, but I think actions more often come down to the individual, and not as a mass grouping--mobs happen, but not commonly. People are influenced--sometimes so easily--but that doesn't mean their actions are all the same.

I understand that you don't want us to sit on the fence, because I suppose that's not the point of a persuasive essay or argumentative essay (I forget what the idiot things are called: to my mind, they're an exercise in regurgitating previous arguments and evidence). But I do not live in a world where things are delineated cleanly and sharply; I do not live in a world where a single yes or no, about a decision that encompasses all people, answers that question adequately.

I'm afraid I've quite made up my mind; I have no idea if you're playing the Devil's advocate or not, but, aargh, I need to get this off my chest.

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